Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ing the tide of insects if he weren't a scoundrel."Cut the crap, get in touch."Under Lu Ye's kind persuasion, Feng Yue was forced to get in touch with Feng Xiangyang. tags. The HTML tags themselves r...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.re terrifying than the efficiency of a cultivator's normal practice.After refining the energy of all things from the ocean of seawater, a portion will inevitably be used by Huaci. Her strength would n...