Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

it his nose, and Li Baxian immediately felt a surge of clarity and energy. His senses sharpened noticeably.>This gift is truly precious.Lü Yè brought out about three and a half bottles of soul-washing...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. slept but seemed to dream troubled dreams, his brows furrowed and his expression tense with anxiety.In the darkness, she suddenly opened her eyes and met Lu Ye's gaze. The girl's expression tightened...