Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ag was destroyed instantly and thoroughly.It's not a pity that the storage pouch of a low-level cultivator is destroyed, but if this small bell artifact were to be destroyed, it would be a great loss....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. today people would not have risked their lives to come and rescue us."No... It's not what you think." Yiyi waved her hands hurriedly, secretly glancing at Lu Ye who was resting and recovering over th...