Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

zed that Lu Ye had already reached the cultivation level of Heavenly Eighth.As cultivators of the same rank, Heaven Stage Eight, he couldn't even withstand a single strike from his opponent.Blood gush...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.t their marks on it, with details inscribed about the reward Lu Ye needed to pay and his various requests, as well as a time limit.The time limit is important, after all, the Pianshan sword could be t...