Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

Lu Ye didn't plan to tie himself to Qingyu Mountain. Anything could happen unexpectedly. If the situation truly turned unfavorable, he could choose to leave at any time. As for saying he had somethin...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.re are also scattered limbs and scraps of flesh left uncollected.On a mountain peak near here, hundreds of cultivators from the Blood Fiend Sect were quietly ambushing. Each and every one of them was...