"Ye Xingchen, you"
The great elder was about to attack Ye Xingchen, but was stopped by Lin Xiaotian, and several people watched Ye Xingchen disappear from sight.
Ye Xingchen left Lin Mansion, changed into a black robe and a bamboo hat, and appeared in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion.
According to the agreement, today is the deadline for Zhenbao Pavilion to produce the Qingtian White Yellow Grass. Ye Xingchen couldn't wait any longer, so he came to ask for it himself.
After several days of accumulation, Ye Xingchen's cultivation has been completely stabilized at the peak of the Nine Meridians. As long as he has the help of pills, he can break through and enter the Mysterious Spirit Realm.
After reaching the Xuanling realm, the Dantian will change and the body's meridians will expand three times.
Only by transforming his body into a stronger one can Ye Xingchen develop stronger martial arts skills and become stronger.
"Where are you bastard? Get out of here."
Ye Xingchen was just about to walk towards the treasure pavilion when a rough voice came from behind him, and then a long sword was stabbed towards Ye Xingchen's vitals.
With the perception of his spiritual consciousness, Ye Xingchen easily dodged and avoided the fatal blow. He walked with seven-star steps and looked at the person in front of him with murderous intent.
"You want to kill me?" Ye Xingchen said in a low voice.
"Kill him if he's a loser. What can you do?" the rugged man said arrogantly.
"You are only at the third level of Xuanling, how dare you be so arrogant in Yancheng?" Ye Xingchen said coldly.
The rough man glared at Ye Xingchen. There was no nonsense. He was already irritated and wanted to attack Ye Xingchen even more fiercely.
"stop!"
A deep and powerful voice came, and Ye Xingchen turned around to see the middle-aged man who had given him the storage ring last time rushing over.
"Adam, although you are the manager of the City Lord's Mansion, you are too arrogant in the territory of my Treasure Pavilion." The middle-aged man said displeased.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get the Qingtian Baihuangcao, and get the gold coins from the City Lord's Mansion yourself." Adam said still arrogantly.
"Sorry, I can't give you this medicinal plant." The middle-aged man said firmly.
"How dare you, a small treasure pavilion, to offend the city lord's palace? You may not be able to continue your business." Adam threatened.
"Jinbao Pavilion is spread across the entire continent. Are you sure that a city lord from a small Yan City can threaten the Jianbao Pavilion?"
A voice that was more familiar to Ye Xingchen came. The person who came was Xiang Tian, the master of Zhenbao Pavilion.
Xiangtian's cultivation strength has already stepped half into the heavenly realm, and he is enough to kill the city lord Yan Yuntian even if he fights against him.
"Your Excellency didn't even let the servants know when he came. You're being negligent."
Xiangtian ignored Adam, walked up to Ye Xingchen, and saluted politely.
"It's okay, I'm here to get something." Ye Xingchen said in a low voice.
Immediately, he waved to Tian Chao and saw a boy holding a medicine box and walking up to Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen opened the medicine box with a cold smile on his lips.
What is contained in the medicine box is Qingtian white and yellow grass.
"My City Lord's Mansion wants this medicine, how dare you, a piece of trash like you, get your hands on what the City Lord's Mansion wants?" Adam said still arrogantly.
In Yancheng, others might be afraid of Adam's identity and act cowardly, but when he met Ye Xingchen, he was destined to have a bad end.
"You are really more arrogant than I thought. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Ye Xingchen said coldly.
Being called trash and rubbish time and time again, Ye Xingchen's tolerance has reached its limit. When dealing with enemies, he likes to reward them with death.
"Hmph, you have no aura of cultivation, why are you killing me? It's a joke, hahaha," Adam sneered.
"Pavilion Master, if you still want to continue to cooperate with me, do it. I don't want to see such an eyesore." Ye Xingchen said.
Hearing this, Xiang Tian's eyes instantly flashed with murderous intent, his whole body aura emitted, and he quickly struck out with a chokehold.
The attack was full of wind-breaking energy, and it directly choked Adam, cleanly.
"You can die." After Xiangtian's words fell, Adam's throat was crushed with a squeeze.
After killing Adam with one move toward the sky, he picked Adam up with his backhand, tossed him aside, and didn't even bother to look at him again.
"Are you satisfied?" Xiang Tian asked with a smile.
Ye Xingchen nodded slightly, then waved his right hand, and the simple storage ring on his hand put the blue sky, white and yellow grass into the ring.
"May I ask your Excellency, is the elixir refining going smoothly?" Xiang Tian asked cautiously.
"Delivery on time in ten days." After Ye Xingchen finished speaking, he turned around and left.
City Lord's Mansion, in a boudoir.
"Damn it, this Adam is too slow in doing things, and he hasn't bought the medicinal materials yet." Yan Yuntian said angrily with some complaints.
Immediately, a guard rushed in anxiously.
"Lord City Lord, something serious has happened." The guard knelt down on one knee and said anxiously.
"What's the matter?" Yan Yuntian asked displeased.
Looking at the girl still lying on the bed, Yan Yuntian was anxious.
That girl was Yan Xian'er. Two days ago, Yan Xian'er had a martial arts competition with someone, but who knew that the opponent actually administered a poisonous needle. Although Yan Xian'er won the competition, she was poisoned.
Among the antidote pills needed to refine Yan Xian'er, only Qingtian Baihuangcao was missing, so he hurriedly sent Adam to the Treasure Pavilion to buy it.
"The housekeeper was killed by the master of the Treasure Pavilion." The guard said in a panic.
"Kill?!" Yan Yuntian asked in confusion.
"Lord City Lord, if we don't get the Blue Sky White Yellow Grass, even Daluo Jinxian won't be able to cure the young lady's illness." A white-haired old man sighed.
"A bunch of trash, I'll go there myself." Yan Yuntian left angrily.
Yan Yuntian flew to the door of Zhenbao Pavilion, landed in the air, and looked at the blood on the ground that had not yet been wiped dry, feeling a little angry.
As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on its owner, but Xiang Tian was not afraid of Yan Yuntian at all and directly killed his own people.
Just kill without giving a reason for killing. This seems to look down on Yan Yuntian too much.
"Xiangtian, come out."
Yan Yuntian circulated the spiritual energy in his Dantian, and the sound echoed throughout the Zhenbao Pavilion.
Immediately, Xiang Tian walked out with the two elders of Zhenbao Pavilion and looked at Yan Yuntian with some disdain.
"Hey, isn't this the city lord? What's the important thing for you to come to my treasure pavilion?" Xiang Tian said sarcastically.
"Xiang Tian, you killed the manager of my city lord's palace in the street, you really showed no mercy at all." Yan Yuntian Xingshi asked.
"Hmph, just kill him, whatever you want." Xiang Tian said.
"You" Yan Yuntian looked at Xiangtian angrily, but did not dare to take action.
He, Yan Yuntian, was no more than a small city lord in Yancheng. Not to mention that he couldn't defeat Xiang Tian, even if he could win, he wouldn't dare to attack.