Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

disciple has never gone this long without losing under his own command.What kind of monster is this Five levels of cultivation, with the strength comparable to eight levelsIs what I see, all there is...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.lled Lu Ye, the benefits that would ultimately fall on him wouldn't be much. At most, it would just increase his fame and prestige. In the future, when the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge mentioned Lu Yiye...