Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

zes placed on both sides. Many of the cages held imprisoned cultivators. Many of them looked miserable and emaciated, clearly having been tortured. Some even gasped for breath, their life force flicke...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.the Blood Race's sight. The Blood Race wouldn't let it go, and would sooner or later make a comeback.It is precisely because of such considerations that both clans decided to relocate their people int...