Chapter 118 I Think We Should Just Kill This Guy

Yue Shanhe froze on the spot with his mouth open.

To be honest, he had never seen so many elixirs.

Moreover, these elixirs are all top-quality elixirs with no side effects!

Yue Shanhe finally understood why Huo Yuan would say no need to save money,

The number of hundreds of thousands is simply shocking!

"Oh, I'm going to bed."

Kong Fang's gloating voice sounded from the side.

"Second Master, stay!"

Yue Shanhe hurriedly stopped him, fearing that this little ancestor with unique skills would slip away, otherwise he would not be able to handle so many elixirs even if he was given three days and three nights.

Hearing the title "Second Master", Kong Fang was secretly happy and couldn't help but smile.

"what?"

"Huo Yuan left too many elixirs. Please ask the second master, who has great powers, to help."

Yue Shanhe knew that Kong Fang had a childish temper, so he had to coax him.

Kong Fang smiled even more happily when he heard "magical powers".

"Oh, well, who made me the second in charge?"

"Yes, yes, I have to thank the second master first."

Yue Shanhe quickly flattered the other party.

The two walked into the treasure house of spiritual materials, and after classifying each layer, they began to classify and place the elixirs in the Qiankun Bag.

Although Yue Shanhe already knew that there were many elixirs in the Qiankun Bag, but when he saw these elixirs in front of him, he felt quite shocked.

It's like if you have 10 million in your balance, if you just look at the numbers, the shock is far less shocking than having a pile of cash in front of you.

This is how Yue Shanhe feels.

…

Yun Ling Sect.

The seventh-level sect is located in Xiaobie Mountain. The leader of the sect is a late-stage Jindan realm monk.

With such combat power, he could already be promoted to the sixth-level sect. However, the sect is still small in scale, so it has been unable to enter the ranks of the sixth-level sect.

And its leader, Lin Feishu, was one of the Golden Core Realm monks who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Borrowed Treasure Sect.

I thought I would take this opportunity to get a share of the pie. In this way, the sect would be expected to advance to the sixth level of the sect this year.

I never thought that this new sect would be so terrifying.

At this moment, Lin Feishu was still terrified.

"All the Yuanying monks have been killed. It seems that the Xiaoxiang Mansion is about to undergo a big change."

That was the Yuanying monk. This kind of existence was a high-level existence even in the Xingyue Sect, but now it was in the hands of a Jindan realm monk.

It’s incredible to think about it.

Which newly built sect can have such strength?

The sect-protecting formations appeared one after another. According to the leader of Baiyun Temple, there were at least five or six levels of formations.

His Yunling Sect is also a seventh-level sect, but the sect-protecting formation only has four earth-level formations.

Just this, he is already considered the best among the seventh-level sects.

But by all accounts, Borrowing Baozong's formation starts at the heaven level, and it is still at the fifth or sixth level.

This strength is really extraordinary.

No wonder everyone is shocked.

"A newly-established sect can actually have such strength. How come there is no background behind it?"

"Could it be that the other party simply doesn't feel the need to reveal his background?"

Lin Feishu was extremely frightened when he thought about it carefully.

It's really possible.

After all, Huo Yuan looked calm at that time.

A Jindan realm monk can still be so calm when facing a Nascent Soul monk, that's how confident he is.

The more Lin Feishu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

"It seems that we need to be more cautious in our actions in the future, otherwise we may one day bring disaster to our sect."

"We can only make good friends with this borrowed treasure sect in the future and cannot offend him!"

Lin Feishu was sure that Huo Yuan was someone he could not afford to offend.

"Report!"

While he was thinking, the deacon walked into the hall.

"metropolitan."

The other party lowered his head, cupped his fists with his hands, and knelt on one knee, looking like he had something to report.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Feishu looked at the other party.

"There is a monk outside the door who says he is an old friend of the sect leader."

"Old friend?"

Lin Feishu frowned slightly, thinking about the friends he seemed to have not met in recent days.

"How does it look?"

"Good-looking, fair-skinned, dressed like a scholar."

Hearing such a reply, Lin Feishu frowned even more.

In his impression, there seemed to be only one person dressed like this, and that was the white-faced scholar from Qingyun Pavilion.

But he was not familiar with this person, and this person was the one who started what happened today. How could he find him today?

As for the reason, you will know it when you meet someone.

"Announce him to come in."

"yes."

Just a moment after the deacon exited the hall, a figure appeared at the door of the hall.

Lin Feishu looked towards the door and instantly felt that the world was spinning.

This is not a white-faced scholar!

Isn’t this just borrowing the killing god from Baozong!

Lin Feishu felt his mouth was dry and his heart was flustered.

Why would the other party come to your door?

Are you here to ask questions?

In an instant, countless questions poured into his head.

He quickly adjusted himself and looked at Huo Yuan who had arrived in the hall.

"I wonder who my little friend is?"

Lin Feishu pretended not to recognize him.

Huo Yuan smiled and said nothing, looking at each other quietly.

The more this happened, the more Lin Feishu felt guilty, and he couldn't figure out Huo Yuan's purpose.

"Brother, why do you want to come to our Yunling Sect?"

Lin Feishu could only bite the bullet and continue asking.

"Headmaster Lin is such a noble person and forgets things. We just met at noon today."

Huo Yuan still looked at the other party with a slight smile.

"Haha, brother, you must have admitted the wrong person."

Lin Feishu thought for a while. Anyway, he was just watching from a distance at that time and had not had time to deal with Jibaozong.

In this way, as long as you find a suitable reason, the other party can't do anything about it.

"Admit it or not, you know in your heart that if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, then you, the Yunling Sect, will prepare to move."

Huo Yuan said with a faint smile.

"Be bold!"

The elder on the side couldn't help but shouted angrily, "This is the territory of the Yunling Sect, and there is no room for a young boy like you to run wild!"

"My little friend, Yunling Sect is not a place where you can act wild!"

"A Golden Core Realm monk dares to come to our Yunling Sect and act wild. I think you are impatient!"

"..."

Several elders each said harsh words.

These words did not hurt Huo Yuan's ears.

But when it fell on Lin Feishu's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Lin Feishu looked at these loyal elders chattering endlessly and cursed in his heart.

Please stop saying a few words!

This is the God of Death we cannot afford to offend!

Even Nascent Soul cultivators dare to kill them. What do you think you are talking about in the early stages of Golden Core?

Lin Feishu looked at Huo Yuan with a bitter look on his face.

Ancestor, please don’t be angry.

"Elders, please go out first."

Lin Feishu was really scared, so he could only invite these elders out first.

"Headmaster, this man made rude remarks, I think we can just kill him on the spot!"

"I second the proposal."

"I also believe that this son's arrogance cannot be encouraged. If word spreads in the future, wouldn't anyone dare to step on our Yunling Sect!"

"I think we should kill this boy directly!"

"..."

The elders expressed their loyalty to each other with every word they said.

Lin Feishu was completely numb.