Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

little. That is a sign that magic is being suppressed. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Besides the main battlefield surrounding the Sacred Isle, there are also indivi...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.way his Panshan blade, and changed into a looser set of clothes... Speaking of which, these clothes weren't his own. His own clothes were the kind that were more fitted, convenient for a soldier culti...