ng moment, Lu Ye retracted his fingers and stepped back, his face visibly pale, his forehead covered in sweat.>Perhaps when his soul becomes stronger in the future, it will be better. But for now, the...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.oves extraordinary, Kang Cheng wouldn't even mind offering him a marriage alliance. After all, talent must be retained, no matter the cost.If there were no such considerations, how could he personally...