Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

Lu Ye's hands, let alone those at the third level. With Lu Ye seizing the initiative, their demise was already predetermined.This time, Lu Ye paid special attention. Every time he killed someone, hi...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 before that moment, even if he could have managed to strike that blow, he would inevitably have died from exhaustion.Though such dedication may seem like a lot of effort, it is ultimately worthwhil...