Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

t, with a large number of cultivators entering this area searching for traces of Lu Ye.Although over 20 million Mo Ling cultivators died at his hands, including many powerful warriors of the eighth an...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.nfortunate victim. Now that the order had been given, they immediately scattered in all directions, hoping to escape the battlefield.>>The pure magical power condensed into a barrier, like an incredi...