Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

y, the opponent suddenly sank into the ground and vanished without a trace.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!What is thisWhat is thisMany thoughts were surging in his mind....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. Pianshan sword. He couldn't help but be taken aback. "You killed him"This is really strange, a mere blood eater would dare to kill a member of the Holy Clan! He's lived for so many years and has neve...