Chapter Forty-Three: Selling
th, he saw the blood dripping from Lü Ye's 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!...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.ery close now, Lu Ye was just thankful that this creature seemed a bit out of it and hadn't used any ranged attacks. Otherwise, even though this hall wasn't small, the three of them probably wouldn't...