Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

like a ragdoll. Though she was bruised and battered as a result of the fall, being a genuine lake-dwelling cultivator meant her physical resilience allowed her to withstand the pain. Before she could...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.. seven whips!""What's wrong with you, are you feeling the effects of being punished"Daling is the male cultivator in my team. When he spoke, Zhang Cheng's face instantly turned pale. Let me know if y...