Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

e her.The iron hooves slammed into the protection formed by the colorful ribbons. The weapon's light dimmed instantly. Despite Shen Xiaomiao desperately urging her spiritual power, she was still unabl...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.Liang, who were entangled with the wolf pack over there, were both taken aback. The two of them never expected that Wei Que, a cultivator at the ninth level of Yunhe Realm, would die at the hands of L...