"Elder Mu, let's go now!" Mo Fan saw that Elder Su and Elder Mu were both there. The man in black, who was silent and staring coldly at them, must be Elder Sang Ye, one of the three mysterious elders.

Elder Sang Ye, Sang Jin? Both surnamed Sang? Could they be related?

It seemed he would have to inquire more deeply about Chief Sang's background. Previous information had stated that she came from an ordinary mortal village. This was far from the truth.

Mo Fan pondered in his mind as he stepped back.

"Elder Su, Elder Mu, we will never trouble Chief Sang again." The other three disciples said this as they left.

With this beginning, Sang Jin did have some peace and quiet for a while. But the good times didn't last long.

Just after Sang Jin agreed to Chen Chen that they could move in, at noon on the fifth day, there was a loud "bang".

The place where Sang Jin was sitting shook a few times.

"Xiao Jin is having an attack, let's go." Wang Wanting, with a package on her shoulder, knocked on Sang Jin's bedroom door.

Sang Jin opened her eyes and opened the door. Then Wang Ting grabbed her hand and ran out.

When they ran to the door, they found that the mountain they were on had been flattened by the explosion. What about the people on the top of the mountain?

"Chief Sang, Miss Wang. We will be able to clean up this place soon, you don't need to worry." A middle-aged man came over and said to Sang Jin and the others with a fist salute.

"Haha...you guys do it." Sang Jin hurriedly pulled Wang Wanting back to the yard.

"Hehe...Xiao Jin, it's a misunderstanding. I'll go back to practice first." Wang Wangting pretended to run away.

Sang Jin let her go, and then she set up a soundproofing array that covered the entire yard. This way, no matter how long the construction next door lasted, it wouldn't disturb her.

Yueya was used to seeing this scene. Miss Wang was always so impetuous.

The commotion next door was caused by Hua Li and Chen Chen. They finally discussed it and decided that if they were going to build a house, they should build a big one. They might as well build a palace.

Sang Jin and his family's courtyard was located halfway up the mountain. Hua Li had it flattened. Then, a Chen family artifact, the Moët, was embedded in it as a carrier. The palace was then planned to be built on top of the artifact.

From now on, they can move the palace wherever they go.

The Chen family, a prominent family business in Yanxu Country, was the largest in the country. Like the Hua family, they also conducted business with both mortals and cultivators.

Chen Chen was the only grandson of this generation of the Chen family. When he went on a long journey, he naturally carried treasures with him. This [Moët] was nothing more than a magical artifact that he could throw like a bomb.

Although he only possessed two artifacts, the other was the Dark Moon Armor, which he never took off. Its defensive power was very high. The [Moët] was disc-shaped and was originally a defensive artifact, capable of withstanding attacks from Nascent Soul Stage experts.

The head of the Chen family gave the best defensive artifact in the family to his precious grandson Chen Chen.

"Sister Huali, what should we name our palace?" Huali is twenty-one years old, twelve years older than Chen Chen.

If Hua Li is a mature and mature lady, then Chen Chen is a cute little boy.

"Isn't it easy to come up with a name? Just call it [Moët Palace]." Hua Li, who was terrible at naming, could come up with such a name. It was already the best one.

"That's a good name."

The blueprints for the Moët Palace were created by Hua Li. It combines Chinese and Western styles, featuring a Chinese courtyard and Western hidden doors. There's also a second-floor balcony, separate wet and dry bathrooms, and antique carvings. Bookshelves, a large bed...

She was just waiting for the palace to be built so that it could overshadow the whole place. Hehe...

In order to expedite the construction of the Moët Hall, Hua Li and Chen Chen dispatched a large number of personnel, including many low-level cultivators.

Even with a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources, it would take time to complete a large hall. Therefore, during this period, Hua Li and the others still went to Sang Jin's courtyard to practice martial arts every day without fail.

"Xiao Jin, you've been outside for two months, but you've noticed something." Tian Laoqi and Sang Jin sat opposite each other.

"Strengthening the strength of our sect has little to do with outer disciples." Sang Jin expressed his thoughts.

Originally, Elder Tian had told her to utilize all of her outer disciples. If they could be trained, the sect's strength would also be enhanced. However, the Tianxuan Sect's problem wasn't the outer disciples.

"I've been to the sect's library, and I found that the martial arts techniques inside are not complete." Sang Jin's words made Tian Laoqi spit out the spiritual tea that was at his mouth.

"What did you say? Say it again." Tian Laoqi didn't quite believe it. His little disciple must be teasing him. They had practiced the technique for so long, how could it be incomplete?

"This is the technique you practice. Unfortunately, I have the complete version here." Sang Jin took out the technique he had copied.

Tian Laoqi flipped through a few pages. The first part was the same as what he was practicing, and there was actually a sequel at the end. The further he flipped, the more surprised Tian Laoqi became. He became so absorbed in reading that he began practicing without even noticing.

"Mr. Tian? Mr. Tian..." Sang Jin called out several times before she brought him back to consciousness.

"This technique is genuine." Tian Laoqi, having regained his composure, gave a fair assessment. (Author: Junior Sister's Alchemy is quite enjoyable, and it deserves five stars.)

"Of course it's true. When have I ever said anything false?" Sang Jin looked at the old man in front of her who had silver hair but a still young face.

This old man is neither bad nor good, but he is not much better either.

"Hahaha, Jin girl, you are really my lucky star. You can use the elixirs in my cave at will." Tian Laoqi waved his hand and made an important decision.

"Hehe, then I won't be polite." Sang Jin had been waiting for him to say this for a long time. She had been thinking about the elixir in Old Man Tian's alchemy room for a long time.

There are quite a few elixirs that are wasted in his hands. The yield rate is not high.

Sang Jin used her spiritual sense to scan Tian Laoqi's cave. "Well, let's collect those sixth-level spiritual herbs first. I want both fourth- and fifth-level ones."

As the spiritual medicines flew out one after another, they disappeared in Sang Jin's hands.

This girl actually picked some good medicines. Tian Laoqi covered his chest, feeling sorry for his medicines for two seconds. But compared with this complete set of exercises, it was nothing.

He took out the sound transmission mirror and contacted Hong Zhenggang.

Soon, Hong Zhenggang appeared at Danfeng, his light blue robe fluttering and his eyes sparkling.

"Old Hong, come here quickly." Tian Laoqi called out to Hong Zhenggang.

"What you just told me about the martial arts technique, is it true?" Hong Zhenggang's expression became delighted.

If this were true, their Tianxuan Sect would be saved. Perhaps Sang Jin's arrival could truly transform the entire sect. It was time for a change in the fate of the Tianxuan Sect.