Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ill wasn't anything good, she was a medical cultivator at the fifth level. It wouldn't be so easy for her to be knocked out, these were just impulsive actions, teasing Lu Ye.However, Lu Ye's response...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.in his vision. His back burned with searing pain, and his internal organs felt displaced. As he rolled out of the way, he hurriedly retracted the Dragon Seat.The empowering him indeed allowed his st...