Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ultivator of the Eighth Layer, being feared so deeply by a vast legion like the Wan Mo Ridge, is unprecedented throughout history. Lu Ye is truly one of a kind.Just as the Heavenly Derivation Sect wa...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.rious roar, wiped his face, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a familiar figure swiftly disappearing into the distance. It was like they had finished their business, cleaned up their robes, a...