Shi Yujiao frowned, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes. After a moment of contemplation, she looked at Shi Wenshan and said, "Brother, think about it. Master usually stays at home and is busy managing the affairs of the Poison King Sect. How easy is it to persuade him to go to Yanming City in person?"
Shi Wenshan nodded slightly, a mysterious light flashing in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sister, it would be very difficult to ask Master to go to Yanming City under normal circumstances, but this time, it was really a coincidence."
"Brother, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me quickly, what exactly was this coincidence?"
Shi Yujiao became anxious.
"Let me tell you a secret. Recently, the Poison King Sect obtained a batch of extremely precious gems by chance. Each gem is multicolored, dazzling, and exceptionally valuable. Master has already contacted the Lin Yin Pavilion in Yanming City and plans to hold a grand auction there to sell all of these gems. Afterward, the proceeds from the auction will be used to purchase several spiritual weapons from the Divine Weapon Pavilion in Yanming City."
Shi Wenshan Road.
"Does the Divine Weapon Pavilion really sell spiritual weapons?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Yujiao looked doubtful and couldn't help but question, "You should know that even in the entire Tianyuan County, the Feng family, which is famous for forging weapons, although they can refine low-grade spiritual weapons, they are always reluctant to sell them. Under normal circumstances, they would never sell weapons of this level to the public."
As she spoke, she gently shook her head, clearly harboring doubts about the fact that the Divine Weapon Pavilion sold spiritual weapons.
"This is absolutely true, there is no falsehood in it."
Shi Wenshan said decisively, his tone filled with unwavering certainty, "The head of the Lin Yin Pavilion in Yanming City is named Lin Xunhuan. He is an extremely mysterious man with a unique style of doing things. You might not believe it, but he actually founded the Divine Weapon Pavilion. According to the information I've gathered, he seems to have recently established a connection with a powerful sect, which is why he has high-grade spiritual weapons for sale. The Qin family of our Guyue City just purchased a spiritual weapon from the Divine Weapon Pavilion a few days ago. This is a real event."
"In that case, Master will definitely go to Yanming City in person. This involves the vital interests of the Poison King Sect, and he will surely negotiate with the Pavilion Master of Lin Yin Pavilion personally. If that happens, Fang Han and the others are doomed!"
A glint of excitement flashed in Shi Yujiao's eyes, and her hands clenched unconsciously, as if she could already see Fang Han and the others being severely punished by their master. A cruel smile curled at the corner of her lips.
However, the brother and sister were completely unaware that Lin Xunhuan, the owner of Shenbing Pavilion and Linyin Pavilion, actually had a close relationship with Fang Han. To some extent, he could even be considered Fang Han's capable henchman.
All the spiritual weapons sold in the Divine Weapon Pavilion were meticulously crafted by Fang Han himself using his extraordinary forging skills.
They were obsessed with capturing Fang Han and refining him to enhance their own strength, yet they also attempted to purchase spiritual weapons from the Divine Weapon Pavilion. This was utterly absurd, like a fantasy.
In the overall power structure of Tianyuan County, the Poison King Sect was just an unknown small sect. Compared with the three famous sects of Tianyuan County, the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, the Azure Profound Sect, and the Limitless Sect, it was worlds apart and could not be compared at all.
Among them, Wu Qiang, an elder of the Qingxuan Sect, died at the hands of Fang Han.
Even Xiang Wantang, the top expert of the Longyuan Sword Sect, was on friendly terms with Fang Han, treating him like a brother.
If Shi Wenshan and Shi Yujiao had known about these complicated relationships, they probably would have avoided each other like the plague long ago, and would never have dared to have any thoughts of revenge.
At this moment, however, the two of them were only thinking about how to quickly persuade their master, the "Thousand-Handed Poison King," the sect leader of the "Poison King Sect," to go to Yanming City to seek revenge for them, and they were completely unaware of the enormous crisis that was about to be faced.
"You're right. For Master, helping you capture Fang Han and helping me capture those two beauties was just a casual matter."
Shi Wenshan nodded.
The brother and sister had reached a consensus: they would take advantage of the opportunity when their master, the "Thousand-Handed Poison King," the sect leader of the Poison King Sect, came to Yanming City to hold an auction and purchase spiritual weapons, to capture Fang Han, Fang Yingxue, Gongsun Yaoqin, and others.
Soon, they rode their horses towards the city of Guyue.
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The setting sun, like blood, slowly sank westward, dyeing the sky a magnificent orange-red. Its afterglow spilled onto the earth, draping everything in a golden veil.
Fang Han and his group rode their fine horses, the hooves clattering as they made their way to the towering city gate of Yanming City in the distance. The gate appeared even more majestic and magnificent in the setting sun.
Just as everyone was looking forward to returning to their warm homes, Fang Han's originally calm expression suddenly changed slightly.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had sensed something extremely unusual.
In an instant, a strange unease welled up in his heart. He thought to himself, "Someone has actually triggered the formation that Xiang Wantang and I carefully set up at the top of Yin Yang Mountain. It seems that a powerful expert has already discovered the existence of the Yin Yang Tree."
The Yin-Yang Tree held extraordinary significance for him; it was an extremely important opportunity on his cultivation journey. Now that someone was trying to take it, how could he not be extremely anxious?
"You all go home first, I have urgent business to attend to."
Fang Han said something to Zhou Chi, Fang Qing, Fang Yingxue, and Gongsun Yaoqin without the slightest hesitation or delay. With a flash of light, the Azure Dragon Sword, exuding a chilling aura, was instantly summoned from his sea of consciousness.
With a light tap of his toes, Fang Han leaped onto the Azure Dragon Sword like a black lightning bolt.
He stood steadily on the sword, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
The Azure Dragon Sword emitted a clear, resounding cry, like a dragon's roar, that echoed across the sky.
Then, the sword trembled violently and carried Fang Han towards the summit of Yin Yang Mountain.
He was secretly furious and wanted to see who this person was who had the audacity to tamper with the formation he and Xiang Wantang had set up and covet the Yin-Yang Tree.
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