Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

a mix of anger and fear. All nine levels of the Heavenly Realm stared back at them."Lu Yiye, you really should die!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!"Wei Que's voice rang...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.diately stepped forward and stood before Ye Lu.The alpha wolf raised its paw and patted it against the golden bottle, which bore the symbol of a sharp spirit.Okay!Let me know if you have any other tex...