Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

mething was wrong. She had a feeling that if she dared to get any closer, the young man in front of her would definitely slash at her with his blade. The look in his eyes conveyed a very serious messa...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.tations and had always been meticulous about self-preservation. He’d once held out against Yue Yao's hundred warriors from the Baiyue tribe until Lu Ye came to his rescue.Nowadays, Lao Tang's defenses...