Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

e war is over, there are still many after-effects that need to be dealt with. These all require their involvement.The Grandmaster keenly sensed something amiss: “Yi Ye, your secret art...has it gone...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. Yè turned his head and saw Luǎn Xiāo'é with a panicked expression: "Tāng Jūn came to say that he was attacked!"Lü Yè's face darkened, and he hurriedly asked, "Location!"Let me know if you have any ot...