Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

tantly staining his shirt red.Fear contorted his face, for just now Lu Ye had almost killed him with a single strike. His own spiritual power was in disarray for a brief moment, leaving him completely...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., he who was originally ranked thirty-third had directly dropped to thirty-seventh. The Wan Mo Ridge cultivator who was originally ranked thirty-seventh had taken his place.Lu Ye narrowed his eyes sli...