Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

her even more was the sound of footsteps coming from beside her. Turning her head, she saw Lu Ye walking towards her with a sharp sword in his hand, its blade dripping with blood, pointing at the gro...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. In the Blood Refining Realm, the Holy Clan was noble, and the Holy Species were even more high above. The Human Race was merely livestock raised by the Blood Clan, a source of blood food. Let alone B...