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At this point, Yan Churou's tone paused slightly as a complicated emotion appeared on her face.    

    

"This Taoist actually didn't have any chance to resist and was killed by this Taoist." "This strength..."    

    

Xie Mingcheng laughed, "Senior Sister, is this person stronger than you?"    

    

Xie Mingcheng was extremely conceited, and at the same time, ever since he had entered the Xuanyuan Sect, he had always been proud of his identity.    

    

And the four chiefs of Xuanyuan Sect was the target of his pursuit.    

    

Thus, when he heard Yan Churou praise that Foundation Establishment stage cultivator who he had never met, Xie Mingcheng felt a bit uncomfortable.    

    

However, Yan Churou still maintained her cautious attitude and chuckled lightly.    

    

She looked at the few of them and spoke softly with her thin lips.    

    

"If this person is our enemy, then we won't be able to leave Carefree Island today."    

    

Guan Ziyao was shocked, while Xie Mingcheng's eyes were wide open in disbelief.    

    

"Shi... Senior Sister, you're not joking right? "    

    

Yan Churou lightly shook her head with a serious expression.    

    

"Of course not, everything I said was true. This b * tch Daoist was a top-tier Qi Refiner, moreover, this was her own territory, how could it be easy for him to defeat her? Even if it is me, if I want to kill her, I will have to pay a certain price. "    

    

"However, for someone to be able to take down the Thief so easily, his strength must be far above mine. As for you guys … "    

    

At this point, Yan Churou pursed her lips and smiled. Xie Mingcheng was well aware of the meaning contained in that smile.    

    

If a Qi Refiner were to go all out against a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he would probably just be cannon fodder.    

    

The grievance and unwillingness were still lingering in Xie Mingcheng's mind.    

    

He was determined to reach Foundation Establishment within two years.    

    

Zhao Wudao secretly gave Yang Xuan a meaningful look, as if to say, "Alright, kid, you really are something."    

    

Yang Xuan replied with a faint smile.    

    

Luckily, he had cleaned up the scene before. Now, even Yan Churou would not be able to find any traces of him.    

    

Yan Churou did not stay any longer. She used a special black cloth and wrapped it around the body of the Thief.    

    

With a flick of his finger, he placed it into his storage ring.    

    

The mission also came to an end.    

    

The great fog of Carefree Island finally dispersed. The morning sun had risen and the people of Carefree Island had begun to move.    

    

Last night, due to the underworld Daoist's spell.    

    

Many of the primary Qi Refiner s were immediately corroded by the mist, even losing that little bit of Innate Qi.    

    

How sad …    

    

This was the misfortune of the people at the bottom level of Cultivation World.    

    

Yang Xuan could only watch from the sidelines. Before he left, he thought of Liu Neng.    

    

"Senior sister, there is one more thing that I need to do …"    

    

"Hmm?" Yan Churou's beautiful eyes darted around, "The thief is already dead, what else can you do?"    

    

"To tell the world the truth, I made a deal with the boss of a gambling den. Although he was tricked by me, I still have to speak of his sincerity. I promised to give him the Spirit Stone as reward. " Yang Xuan laughed and pointed at Zhao Wudao and Guan Ziyao, "The two of them can testify for me."    

    

Guan Ziyao stood up, "Senior Sister, what Brother Yang said is true. Regardless of whether this senior brother of Boss Liu completed the task or not, he did help us a little, otherwise, we would not be able to confirm the position of the thief Daoist … "But …"    

    

Guan Ziyao frowned and carefully looked at Yang Xuan, "Brother Yang, that Boss Liu, are you sure he's still alive?"    

    

"Alive." Yang Xuan nodded, "I saw him before when the fog was dispersed."    

    

Actually, Yang Xuan lied. He didn't see it with his own eyes, but he noticed it when he opened his Sea of Consciousness.    

    

"Alright, then we'll go to the ferry and wait for you. Quickly, settle the matter." After Yan Churou finished speaking, she took large strides forward.    

    

Zhao Wudao patted his shoulder and followed behind him.    

    

"Hmph, you nosy fellow, how could our Xuanyuan Sect be with the rats on Carefree Island? You are hopeless, you piece of trash! " Before Xie Mingcheng left, he did not forget to mock him.    

    

"Senior Yang …"    

    

Guan Ziyao looked around and when Yang Xuan saw him like this, he lightly patted his shoulder.    

    

"Go."    

    

… ….    

    

Yang Xuan returned to the gambling den alone. With a glance, he saw Liu Neng, who was wailing in pain on a chair.    

    

"My big brother Di, you're finally back. Do you know, my little life was almost gone!? "    

    

Hearing that, Yang Xuan smiled, then took out a few good Spirit Stone from his storage ring and gently placed them on the table.    

    

Liu Neng, who was squinting in pain, suddenly opened his eyes wide. In that instant, an undisguised smile appeared on his face.    

    

Liu Neng suddenly felt that his back was no longer painful!    

    

Liu Neng put the Spirit Stone into his arms naturally and bent his waist in flattery.    

    

"Helping you with this task, even if it were just a small life, what does it matter?"    

    

As the boss of the gambling den, Liu Neng only needed to glance at the Spirit Stone to know whether it was good or bad.    

    

"Oh? Is that so? Then why did you apply eye medicine on me just now … "    

    

Yang Xuan raised the corner of his eyebrows and slightly released a bit of Qi. He asked with a few points of quality, "Who are you? I can't tell."    

    

Liu Neng broke out in a cold sweat as he felt that sharp aura. He chuckled, but he was still a little scared.    

    

This old man is very temperamental and is really hard to deal with.    

    

Following that, Yang Xuan took out a box and passed it to him.    

    

"What is this?" Liu Neng was confused.    

    

"Don't worry about what's inside. What you need to do is to find a room on Carefree Island and leave him there."    

    

With that, Yang Xuan took out the Spirit Stone again.    

    

"If you know what's good for you, Spirit Stone can't be lacking."    

    

"Boss is generous." Liu Neng accepted the wooden box as if he was taking the ancestral tablets.    

    

"Don't worry. From now on, this wooden box is my father's spirit tablet."    

    

As he spoke, he stared at the Spirit Stone in Yang Xuan's hand.    

    

"Better."    

    

Yang Xuan sneered, "Also, you better not have any thoughts about this thing..." Otherwise... "I don't mind massacring Carefree Island."    

    

"I don't dare." Liu Neng did not believe in these words, but his main goal now was to obtain the Spirit Stone.    

    

"Alright, here you go." Seeing him so anxious, Yang Xuan did not nag him.    

    

… ….    

    

Although Yang Xuan had never tested whether this method would work, he was still prepared for what would happen next year after he became a disciple.    

    

Inside the wooden box, there was a paper man with Yang Xuan's blood on it.    

    

If there was an accident next year, he might be able to rely on this to escape.    

    

After all, in comparison to Xuanyuan Sect, even if it was a Lying Dragon shuttle, it might not necessarily be a match.