Half an hour later, more and more people gathered in this place, and Ye Xin and his companions who arrived earlier happened to occupy the best position and were waiting for the palace door to open.
Ye Xin was chewing the spiritual fruit diligently at the door when she felt a chill on her head, and then a shadow appeared in front of her.
She looked up in confusion, only to see a short man staring down at her with an expression that said he was not someone to be trifled with.
Ye Xin wiped the residue from the corner of her mouth and scanned the person in front of her, "If you have something to say, you can fart."
The short man glared and pointed to the big tree next to him, "Go over there, we've taken this place."
Before Ye Xin could say anything, Mao Yi stood up first. "What the hell, you're asking us to make room? Do you think you're worthy?"
The short man was disobeyed and pointed at Mao Yi in anger, "Your grandfather is going to act wild here today. Hurry up and make room, or I'll make you suffer."
Ye Xin looked around and found that the crowd around her had run away at some point. It seemed that they all knew this short man, and he was a guy who was not easy to mess with.
Ye Xin slapped Mao Yi's hand away and stared at the short man dangerously, "If you point your finger at anyone again, I'll chop your hand off."
The extremely cold tone made the short man frown unhappily, "Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that?"
A flaming whip lashed out at the short man's feet, its sharp wind creating a crack in the ground. Nan Zhi casually raised her eyelids, "No matter who you are, if you don't get out of here, this is what will happen to you."
Being slapped in the face, the short man's chest heaved with anger. "Alright! You guys are shameless, right? Then don't blame me for being rude."
He turned and walked away, ran to a big tree not far away and said something to a dozing man. The dozing man opened his sharp eyes and looked straight in Ye Xin's direction.
Ye Xin clasped her hands together and didn't even glance at the people opposite her.
The dozing man narrowed his sharp eyes slightly and came to Ye Xin in two steps.
"My dear friends, my name is Fuguoshan. I'm very sorry that my people have offended you. I hope you can give me some face."
Ye Xin turned to look at Nan Zhi, asking with her eyes if this person was famous.
Nan Zhi shrugged and spread her hands to indicate that she had never heard of it.
If you don’t know me, then I won’t give you any face!
Ye Xin glanced at Fu Guoshan with a half-smile, a mocking smile on her face, "Excuse me, are you famous? Why should I give you face?"
Fu Guoshan's smile froze, and he clenched his palms tightly, answering word by word: "I am the Taoist Master Shishan, a spiritualist of the sixth level of the Spiritual Emperor. Now, can you please give me some face?"
The sixth level of the Spiritual Emperor realm isn’t that great! Ye Xin yawned lazily and counted ants with boredom.
Fu Guoshan thought he could give up his seat after speaking to Ye Xin, but seeing that the man counting ants did not move for a long time, he could not help but repeat what he had just said.
Ye Xin stopped kicking the stone and replied with amusement, "Oh! So what?"
Fu Wenshan was furious and vowed to teach the person in front of him a lesson. He wanted her to see what would happen if she provoked him.
He immediately stopped being polite and turned his hands into claws to grab Ye Xin in the face.
The short man cheered in advance. He could already foresee the spiritualist's fate. He dared to offend Daojun Shishan and died without knowing how.
Nan Zhi consciously stepped aside, making room for Ye Xin, and inwardly lit a candle for Fu Guoshan. Farewell, Taoist Shit Mountain.
When Fuguoshan's claws were about to grab her face, Ye Xin suddenly conjured a sharp sword. The white sword light reflected in Fuguoshan's wide pupils, and he watched helplessly as the sword slashed towards his hands.
A flash of brown light blocked the sword energy. Fuguo Shan's heart was lifted. Damn, she was actually a powerful Spirit Emperor.
Fu Guoshan rolled his eyes twice, quickly withdrew his hand, and put on a flattering smile on his face.
"My apologies! It turns out that you are also a Dao Lord at the Spiritual Emperor stage. I apologize for offending you. I hope you will forgive me for this small gesture."
Fu Guoshan took out a storage bag and willingly handed it to Ye Xin. Fortunately, he was wearing an earth-based defensive magic weapon, otherwise, judging by the opponent's posture, his hands would be in danger today.
Ye Xin ignored the things in front of him, holding the sword and pointing it at Fuguo Mountain again, "Come again! Why don't you continue to be arrogant? Let me see the strength of you, a Taoist master!"
Fu Guoshan seemed not to hear the sarcasm, and put on a kind smile again on his face, "It's my fault, I hope Master Daojun will not bear grudges."
As Fuguoshan spoke, he took out another storage bag.
Ye Xin gave Nan Zhi a look, and Nan Zhi smiled knowingly, then stepped forward and took both storage bags.
"Are you done? If you're done, get out of here now. Don't ruin the mood here." Nan Zhi choked Fu Guoshan and told him to get out immediately with an impatient look on her face.
"Then I won't disturb Daojun's peace. Shishan will leave now."
After Fuguoshan turned around, the smile on his face immediately fell. He hid the murderous look in his eyes and returned to the tree with a gloomy face.
The short man was so angry that he went up to Fuguoshan and tried to add fuel to the fire. "Sir, why are you just letting them go? There are so many of us, are you afraid of a few girls?"
Fu Guoshan gave the short man a meaningful smile and said, "Why are you panicking? Don't you see that there are also powerful Spiritual Emperors on the other side? Let's wait until the palace gate opens."
Looking at Fuguoshan's confident look, the short man had to keep silent.
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Nan Zhi handed two storage bags to Ye Xin and glanced at the person under the tree. "Sister Xin, are we going to let him go now?"
Ye Xin picked up the storage bag and erased the restrictions on it. "Do you think I'm the kind of person who would let him go?"
"Then why don't you get rid of him immediately!" Nan Zhi made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hand and looked at Ye Xin curiously.
Ye Xin turned around and met Nan Zhi's gaze, revealing a meaningful smile. "It's so hard to meet a Wood Elementalist, and a Spiritual Emperor at that. If I kill him now, what if the Sticky Beast doesn't come?"
"Oh! So that's how it is!" Nan Zhi suddenly understood. She was wondering why this Taoist Master Shit Mountain had such a strong defense. It turned out that he had hidden an element.
"I understand, but what is he going to do with these things?" Nan Zhi's intuition told her that there must be some extra ingredients in it.
Ye Xin smiled slightly, "I've marked the problematic ones, you can divide the rest up among yourselves! No need to leave any for me, I have all of these things."
Nan Zhi didn't say anything more. She generously took over the things that Ye Xin had prepared and went to the side to divide the spoils with a few others.
Under the tree, Fu Guoshan raised the corner of his mouth and stared coldly at the people dividing the things. "Go ahead and divide it up! The more you get, the happier I am."
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