Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

lowing a bitter gourd. He couldn't understand how their luck could be so bad. Even more perplexing was why Ying Jiao would target Qitian Zong. The two factions had coexisted peacefully for over a hund...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., the Tyranno suddenly shattered, transforming into countless streams of light, scattering and disappearing.Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!Niàn Yuè's fairy eyebrows furr...