Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

e other party met his gaze without flinching.As fellow cultivators of the Haoxian Alliance, Lu Ye had never encountered anyone as unapproachable as this before. In the past, no matter which sect a cul...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.e from beside him - Wang Po Xu's voice, who had just grown his hair back. He turned his head to look at him in surprise. For a moment, he didn't react. "Run!" Wang Pifen cried out with all his might....