"Do you know how much this eight-door purple gold furnace is worth? Can you afford the compensation if it breaks?" another old man echoed.
"Don't worry, it won't break. Even if it breaks, it's my problem. You don't have to worry about it." Mu Hanyan said unhappily.
It would be fine if it was Yan Zishu, because he was still brooding over the defeat of the ancestors of the Yan family by the ancestors of the Sun family, which was understandable, but it had nothing to do with them. In order to flatter Yan Zishu, they kept making sarcastic remarks, which made Mu Hanyan annoyed.
"Hmph, I'm just giving you a good reminder, but you don't appreciate it. I'd like to see how you'll explain yourself if you destroy the Yan family's heirloom!" The old man said angrily after Mu Hanyan interrupted him.
Mu Hanyan had nothing to say to this guy who was taking advantage of his age, so she just ignored him and started to perform hand gestures.
"Hmph, you are so arrogant at such a young age. You don't listen to the advice of the elderly and you are suffering now. Didn't your ancestors teach you this? Don't think that you can look down on others just because you have learned some mediocre alchemy. Do you think your alchemy can compare with Pang Dezong's? Do you know how many alchemy masters Master Yan has consulted over the years, but they were all unable to repair this Eight-Gate Purple Cloud Furnace. You, a young man, are so... so..." The old man was relentless and kept talking, but he couldn't say any more after lecturing him.
One after another, hand seals flew out from Mu Hanyan's hands, flowing smoothly and freely, and light symbols flashed, like a group of butterflies flashing with strange lights, or like elves of light, dancing between Mu Hanyan's fingers.
Her hand gestures are so delicate and mysterious, bringing people a beautiful enjoyment. Her beautiful face and elegant posture vaguely reveal a sense of holiness.
The fire in the furnace swayed with the light symbol, and more than ten pieces of meteoric gold slowly melted and gathered together, flashing colorful light, and slowly merged into the furnace. A layer of light purple light, like a thin cloud, floated out of the furnace.
Beside them, Yan Zishu and the old men were already stunned.
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