Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

rise. For a moment, he didn't react. "Run!" Wang Pifen cried out with all his might.Tui Guanxiong only then came to his senses and hurriedly exclaimed, "Yi!"Many panicked and restless cultivators in 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. Lu Ye had already mentally prepared himself for the possibility that these two would seize the opportunity to retreat first. After all, they were strangers who had only met briefly and joined forces...