Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

me."Since I can't persuade these two, and there's no need to investigate their backgrounds further, Suishan loses any desire to linger.In his view, these two were probably just passing through. He had...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.ust a few words.But no matter what, the fact that low-level cultivators can still construct spirit patterns is truly unbelievable.Yiyi was becoming more and more certain that Lü Ye must be a disciple...