Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

s to nourish his body; otherwise, he would have died years ago.Even so, he still fell ill frequently.>>>Since he suffered from illness and pain since childhood, Ye Lang's heart was extremely distorted...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.can truly showcase their full potential.Especially Lü Ye, who now has a high level of achievement in the path of cultivation. Armor is actually unnecessary for him.It's better to be prepared than sor...