Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

of sight by the flesh on his face.That's the fat guy who was in charge of registering and checking the identities of the slaves before.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translat...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. ripples, and the autumn water was gently rippling.By the lakeside, two thatched huts stood. By the lakeshore, a woman held a fishing rod, but after fishing for quite some time, there were no fish on...