Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

men was like a gaping wound, directly missing a piece.This, in turn, led to the collapse of the formation.Five figures soared into the air.Lu Ye's heart skipped a beat, knowing that if he hadn't dodge...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.h lengths, especially since she initially thought it was just a spirit treasure.The three of them each took a corner of the main hall, beginning to refine the Xuan Guang and simultaneously recuperate...