Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

se inconceivable circumstances that Lu Ye, a mere Tier 3 cultivator, managed to escape with his life. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Looking at the descending Heave...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.ion devout.>>To suddenly face such a choice, no cultivator could make a rash decision."Good, good," Grand Pure Monk Guangjing stepped forward, his eyes like burning torches fixed on the Blood Hawk. "I...