Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

isciples. Otherwise, with a large-scale chaos every three years, who knows how many people would die.Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!Qingyu Mountain obviously made sense,...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.nt of that halo. None of them knew what had just happened.Suddenly, Lisha's face turned pale: "I've been rejected!"Everyone was taken aback, then overjoyed: "The azure flow, a sign of fate! I understa...