Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ulled the long sword from Lu Ye's body, bringing a surge of hot blood with it, and held the blade horizontally before him.A series of clanging sounds echoed as flames erupted, a brilliant light flashe...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.pearance would be too bad. With 10,000 pieces of raw materials, producing 7,200 pieces of blast fire spirit stones is a completely acceptable result."Let me know if you have any other text you'd like...