"Foundation Establishment Pills? Spiritual Weapons? With his abilities? Can he personally refine these Foundation Establishment Pills and spiritual weapons?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Ziwei's face revealed a slightly mocking smile, as if to say that this was the most absurd thing in the world.

Her eyes were full of doubt, as if she simply did not believe that the young man in front of her had such abilities.

"That's right, it was made by me."

Fang Han said calmly.

"Lin Yao, you are the current sect leader of the Poison King Sect, and you are usually quite intelligent. Why don't you use your brain to think about this?"

Liu Ziwei completely ignored Fang Han and instead turned her attention directly to Lin Yao, her tone filled with disappointment and sneer, "This Fang Han is only twenty years old. Judging from his background, he's not from any prestigious sect; he's just a member of the Fang family in Yanming City. You actually believe he can refine Foundation Establishment Pills and spiritual weapons? Isn't that utterly ridiculous?"

In Liu Ziwei's mind, Fang Han was nothing more than a greenhorn who didn't know how to do anything. She was convinced that Lin Yao had been bewitched by Fang Han's sweet talk.

Because Liu Ziwei did not usually live on Feiyun Peak, but instead resided in a cave on another mountain, she was completely unaware of Fang Han's release of powerful divine sense to suppress the Poison King Sect members.

At this moment, she carefully examined Fang Han, but could not detect any amazing strength fluctuations from him. Therefore, she looked down on Fang Han and did not take him seriously at all.

"You must be Liu Ziwei, the former sect leader of the Poison King Sect? Judging from your attitude, you have no confidence in my strength at all."

Seeing Liu Ziwei's attitude, Fang Han narrowed his eyes slightly before Lin Yao could speak, his voice carrying a hint of coldness.

He knew in his heart that in a place like the Poison King Sect where strength was paramount, no amount of explanation would be of any use. Only by demonstrating absolute strength could he convince someone as stubborn as Liu Ziwei.

“That’s right. I had already gone into seclusion and rarely managed the affairs of the Poison King Sect anymore, but you think you can fool Lin Yao? No way.”

Liu Ziwei's gaze fell on Fang Han, and she sneered, "Moreover, these Five-Colored Divine Stones aren't just something you want. After my Poison King Sect discovered that there were Five-Colored Divine Stones in several mountains nearby, although I don't know what their uses are, the Qingxuan Sect found out about it and said they wanted to cooperate with our Poison King Sect to jointly mine them. If my Poison King Sect can just latch onto the Qingxuan Sect's coattails, do we need to cooperate with a nobody like you?"

"Is the Qingxuan Sect very strong? Not long ago, I even killed one of their elders."

Fang Han was somewhat surprised when he heard the name, but he did not take the Qingxuan Sect seriously.

It should be noted that the Wuji Sect, Qingxuan Sect, and Longyuan Sword Sect are roughly equal in strength. Even the sect leader of the Wuji Sect, Chen Tingxue, and the number one expert, Bai Mei Daoren, might not be his match. Even if the sect leader of the Qingxuan Sect came, he would not be afraid.

He was determined to have that five-colored divine stone. If the people of the Qingxuan Sect tried to take it from him, he wouldn't hesitate to go on a killing spree.