Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ritual artifact shield collided with nothing, the cultivator's eyes widened in disbelief, almost unable to believe what they were seeing.Just as his spirit shield was about to collide with that frail...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. to obstruct the enemy's escape.Clutching the Pianshan Sword, his eyes locked onto Zhao Tianmu's fleeing figure in the distance. Spiritual energy surged around him, and under his feet, a mysterious sp...