Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

he drank, just gulped it down in one go.The pain in his soul slowly subsided, and he lay exhausted on the ground, his thoughts muddled and his eyes vacant. He drifted into a deep sleep.I woke up still...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.ng Shu Yao helped defend together, and their performance was also very good.These two points alone were enough to give the woman a glimpse of Lu Ye's depth."To my senior, I am but a wandering cultivat...