Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

The Myriad Forms Sea was still as bustling as ever. On the spirit islands, there were throngs of people. Flying cultivators and star vessels crisscrossed the sky ceaselessly.Moments later, Lu Ye sat in a partitioned room, with screens blocking prying eyes. The demon cultivator was gone without a trace, but before leaving, she told Lu Ye to wait here. Someone in charge would soon come to trade with him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.

On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to one of surprise. This was no ordinary tea; within the brew lay a trace of spiritual energy, though faint, it was undeniably present. Yueyao!The figures of the predecessors projected within this azure hall are directly related to Lu Ye's cultivation level. Whatever cultivation level Lu Ye possesses, these projections of his predec...