Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

n solemn as he stared ahead.Across from him, Li Baxian casually held a sword in his hand and smiled, "In half a year, you've reached the fifth level of cultivation. Your strength has improved too quic...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.at Lu Ye's face, which was gloomy.Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!Just as it was feeling incredibly smug, a sudden sense of crisis arose. The white cat's fur stood on end, and...