Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

hem at some point, smiling at them with a pair of small eyes almost squeezed out of sight by the flesh on his face.That's the fat guy who was in charge of registering and checking the identities of th...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.ar from enough. He needed to let the Fiery Inferno consume as much of his own strength as possible. Only then, when he was weakened, could he deliver a fatal blow.Compared to being set ablaze by fire,...