Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

ut from the corpses of the Wanmo Ridge cultivators, chasing after his figure like stars chasing the moon.When the >>The speed of the flying swords was far beyond that of cultivators riding their magic...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.st 16200.Thus, the value of military achievements is almost equal to that of meritorious service, because Lu Ye had previously spent over 200 meritorious service points to bid for a white spirit sign...