Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

Little Huzi, the cultivator with a beard, walked to the door and peered outside through the crack, "It's the Xian Yuan Guard again, and the fog. This time, I wonder how many people will die."He turne...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.ed and disappeared. Then, the name of another person appeared on top.The first one hundredth place has been replaced!>This time, there was no feedback that someone was being challenged.Without a momen...