aces to trade and rest, and these spontaneously formed markets came into being accordingly.Because there was no one managing the market, everything in it seemed very chaotic, especially the buildings....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.t know how much flesh and blood had shattered all over his body.He took the Panshan sword and Gu Dao, sat down cross-legged, took out a spirit pill and swallowed it, silently recovering, his expressio...