Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

handle."Speak!" A cultivator from Wanmo Ridge spoke up. This person was ranked in the top twenty on the Lingxi List, born into a first-class sect. Yan Xing remained silent, his attitude representing t...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.group surged into the mine shaft, and every Tian Qiong Sect cultivator they encountered was killed in an incredibly short amount of time.Since all three Ninth Layer cultivators guarding the mine veins...