Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

rdly at the back of her head. On her shoulders she carried a long sword, its blade longer than her entire body, creating a stark contrast with her diminutive frame."Senior Sister Qing, is this the one...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's rare for a cultivator at the second level of Yunhe to display such strength. At least when she was at that realm, she wasn't as good as Lu Ye and Lan Ziyi.It's clear that these two weren't unknown...