Moving forward, Ye Han and the eight people soon arrived at a secret room.

At this moment, the faces of the eight girls were as pale as paper.

There were even many people shedding tears.

Ye Han didn't say anything about this.

He didn't intend to have any interaction with these people.

“Knock knock…”

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

"Are you finally here?" Ye Han exhaled lightly and then opened the door.

Only two figures appeared.

It was Mu Ningshuang.

The other one was an old woman who looked to be around sixty years old. Her face was gloomy and her eyes were constantly flashing with cold light.

“What a strong momentum!”

Ye Han frowned.

This old woman has a very strong aura. Apart from Old Wu who is hard to figure out, she is the most terrifying one.

And from her eyes, Ye Han felt a sense of hostility.

"Here it comes." Ye Han said.

"Thanks to you this time."

Mu Ningshuang nodded and then took off the hat on her head.

"Senior Sister Mu?"

Seeing her, the eight women all looked delighted.

"I'm glad you're all okay." Mu Ningshuang sighed, her eyes full of guilt.

Then she turned her gaze to Ye Han, "Thank you."

"It doesn't matter. In that case, the previous transaction is over. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." With that, Ye Han was about to leave.

Mainly, the old woman's eyes made him very uncomfortable.

He is worried too.

"Wait a moment."

Just then, the old woman called out, which made Ye Han's face darken.

"Anything else?" Ye Han asked.

"snort."

The old woman snorted coldly, and then said: "Boy, you are very brave. How dare you blackmail my Tianyuan Sect?"

"Mr. Ling."

Mu Ningshuang shouted quickly.

"Miss, am I wrong? This guy just saw that our Tianyuan Sect was in trouble and took advantage of the situation. I think he is not a good person. It is better to kill him now."

"boom!"

As her voice fell.

A violent aura burst out from her body.

For a moment, Ye Han felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and his body was falling uncontrollably.

“So strong!”

Ye Han's face looked extremely ugly. This man's aura was too strong.

Even those at the peak of foundation building are not as good as her.

This is a powerful person in the Jindan realm.

"Mu Ningshuang, is this how you, the Tianyuan Sect, treat guests?" Ye Han shouted loudly, with a shining light between his eyebrows.

"That's enough."

At this time, Mu Ningshuang gave a delicate cry.

The old woman's aura slowly dissipated.

"Miss...."

"I've said enough."

Mu Ningshuang's face turned cold, and then she looked at Ye Han, "Fellow Daoist Ye, Elder Ling just had too many things happen recently, so... I hope you won't blame me. To make amends, I am willing to take out two third-grade pill recipes."

"No need."

Ye Han waved his hand.

The world of cultivation.

The strong prey on the weak.

There's nothing to say about this.

However, that was when he had overwhelming strength. But now it is different. With alchemy and the golden finger, he has equal rights with all the major sects.

And this person...

However, he also understood that now was not the time to turn against the Tianyuan Sect.

"Goodbye."

Without any hesitation, Ye Han left.

"Miss, why are you stopping me, this kid..."

“Bang!”

Mu Ningshuang just slapped him.

"Miss, you..."

"Do you know how much you just did and how much it cost us?"

"I am just a second-grade alchemist. Could it be that our Tianyuan Sect..."

"Damn it!"

Mu Ningshuang shouted again, "A mere second-grade alchemist? Have you ever seen such a young second-grade alchemist? Moreover, he has the Moon Watching Pavilion behind him. The strength of the Moon Watching Pavilion is not comparable to that of the Blood Spirit Sect. If you kill him, our Tianyuan Sect will have no chance of survival. Do you know that?"

"But..."

"Hmph, go back and accept the punishment yourself. I don't want this to happen a second time, otherwise..."

"yes!"

The old woman nodded quickly.

Mu Ningshuang looked towards the place where Ye Han left.

A sigh came from her mouth.

........

"Strength, it's still strength. Without strength, you really can't do anything."

On the way, Ye Han sighed helplessly in his heart.

Having talent without strength is far from enough, even with the Purple Spirit Marten.

When he thought of the purple mink, he got a headache again.

The previous scene often appeared in his mind.

"That's all."

Ye Han sighed again and then walked forward.

Soon, he spent a lot of money to buy a lot of spiritual herbs.

"Foundation Pill!"

Thinking that he was about to build his foundation, the depression in his heart slowly disappeared.

"Hurry, run, run..."

Just when he was about to go back.

Suddenly a terrified voice was heard.

Not far away, dozens of figures were running towards them in panic, and behind them, an old man in tattered clothes walked towards them with a confused look on his face.

"Um?"

Seeing this person, Ye Han's face was filled with surprise.

This old man looks very ordinary, just like a crazy old man.

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