Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ocity remained undimmed, its forked tongue flickering in and out.Lu Ye stared at it, only slightly activating his own aura, and the green snake immediately wilted. Its originally straight body softene...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.Many yin-yang dualities interweave and connect, covering the ground like a carpet of leaves. Lu Ye's mind is immersed in deep concentration, paying meticulous attention to every detail.