Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

out, placed it in a mold, and after slightly cooling, Lu Ye grabbed a hammer from the side, remembering Bai Qian's method, and hammered it down.A crisp, rhythmic clang resonated with each strike of L...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.lmed, Ning Hu's entire being was disheveled, his body resembling a tattered sieve, blood spurting from every direction.The sudden and unexpected attack from the treasure caught him completely off guar...