"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, this is the sales record of our Danshen Pavilion during this period. Please take a look."
After Mu Yu returned to Danshen Pavilion, Mr. Xu handed him a bill with a respectful expression.
Mu Yu flipped through it casually and found that the amount of elixir sales was really huge. In just one month, the Alchemy Pavilion had recorded more than 60 billion Xuanjing.
This amount is not available even to the three major alchemy families combined.
Mu Yu nodded, and then asked: "What forces want to cooperate with us recently?"
Mr. Xu replied: "Lingxiao Pavilion, Tianlang Sect, Hidden Moon Sect, Ancient Clan, Duanmu Clan... there are also some second- and third-rate forces, I won't list them one by one. I don't know which ones the master of the pavilion wants to fight with. Cooperation between forces?"
Mu Yu stood with his hands behind his hands and said sternly: "You all agree, now is the time when the life and death of the land of the gods is at stake. Although our Alchemy Pavilion does not belong to any major force, since we are based on this land, then It is our duty to make our own contribution to the land of divine origin.”
"Yes, Pavilion Master."
Mr. Xu nodded.
After finishing the business, Mu Yu stayed with Shangguan Yi'er, Nalan Yanran, and Bai Ruolan for a few more days in Xiu Ancient City.
Their cultivation levels improved rapidly, and Shangguan Yi'er had already broken through to the level of the Annihilation Realm.
Nalan Yanran and Bai Ruolan are about to break through.
You know, they have been in the Land of God for less than a year.
If they return to Tiannan now, each of them will be a powerful and powerful person.
Mu Yu harvested precious medicinal materials from a medicinal field in the Immortal Feather Fantasy Realm. During this period, he refined some eighth- to ninth-grade precious elixirs and left them in the Alchemy Pavilion.
Seven days later, Mu Yu returned to the Holy Courtyard.
Compared to before, the Holy Courtyard seemed even more deserted.
Mu Yu was a little confused and immediately returned to Yunya Peak.
"Little fat man, why are you the only one here? Where are the master, brothers and sisters?"
Mu Yu returned to Yunya Peak and found that except for Wan Quanfu, no one else was there.
"Half a month ago, a large area was shrouded by the death curse. Master, brothers and sisters all went to the front line to fight."
The little fat man said a little aggrievedly: "But they just didn't take me with them. Damn it, I am so handsome and handsome as Wan Quanfu, but I can only guard the house. It's too much!"
Mu Yu smiled helplessly and said, "It's better to keep your beauty to yourself. I'm leaving."
The little fat man snorted coldly: "You also know how to laugh at me, am I really so useless?"
"Whether it is useful or not depends not on words, but on actions."
Mu Yu's voice came and his figure gradually disappeared.
"I will definitely prove that I can do it." There was a rare trace of determination in the little fat man's eyes.
The northeastern border is deserted.
The originally prosperous ancient city has turned into a dead city.
Many disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect are fighting a group of cursed monsters.
Their situation was very grim, and most of them were seriously injured.
And there were more and more enemies, surrounding them three times inside and three times outside.
The long battle had almost exhausted Xu Xuan'er's spiritual energy, and a trace of despair appeared on her pretty face.
A few days ago, many senior brothers and sisters died here.
Unexpectedly, it would be their turn so soon.
"Elder brother, are we going to die here?"
A young female disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect said with despair as she covered her wound that was bleeding continuously.