C144 Quenching Fruit
C144 Quenching Fruit
Yang Xuan kept sneering.
From the beginning, he had already noticed that something was wrong with these so-called "robbers." There were more than a hundred of them surrounding and attacking these twenty people, yet they were still being reasonable.
Anyone with a brain would be taken down immediately.
Especially the person in the lead. Even though he was somewhat fierce towards that person called Zhang Yong from the capital city, and even put up his sword, from the beginning to the end, he did not take any practical action.
On the contrary, when he stood out, it was only two or three sentences before he started to fight. It was as if he was coming for him.
Yang Xuan felt somewhat angry in his heart. The strike that the man had just unleashed was real. If his cultivation base was really only at the First Stage, he would be either dead or seriously injured.
Now, he wanted to let go of the misunderstanding with just a single sentence?
He had never thought that he was a generous person.
With a slight thought, the Spirit Aura on the surface of his body became thicker and thicker. The Spirit Aura that harmonized Yin and Yang was slightly thicker than an ordinary Spirit Aura. At this moment, it covered his entire body. Even the Spirit Aura in the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be attracted and began to slowly circulate around him.
"Immortal Master... you... You are..."
Beads of sweat rolled down Zhang Yong's forehead. He was just a mortal, he couldn't withstand the pressure of a Third Stage warrior, let alone at such a close distance.
The old man's expression was slightly ugly. The orange gourd was hanging in front of him, he didn't dare to take it back.
"Everyone, although I am an outsider, I won't allow anyone to bully me. What happened just now, Fellow Daoist, you should know what happened!"
Yang Xuan looked at the old man with a sneer on his face.
With his cultivation base, he could naturally tell the power of the strike that the man had just slashed out. Now, he was just pretending to be confused.
"This..."
The old man's face was tense and his brows were furrowed. After pondering for a moment, he immediately said, "Fellow Daoist, what happened earlier was indeed Little Brother Wu's fault. How about this, can you give this old man a chance to smooth things over?"
Although Yang Xuan had yet to make a move, the Spirit Aura on the surface of his body was extremely dense. It could explode at any time. In his anxiety, the old man had no choice but to compromise.
“ Oh? Tell me about it."
"Fellow Daoist, little brother Wu and I are both consecrates in the Palace. Since little brother Wu didn't know what to do just now and provoked the Fellow Daoist, why don't we ask him to compensate us? This way, we won't have to fight recklessly."
The old man said with a friendly expression. Seeing that Yang Xuan didn't reply, he immediately gave the burly man behind him a look.
The burly man with the surname Wu had long been shocked by Yang Xuan's cultivation. When he heard this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and wiped his waist. He took out a small handful of spirit stone, about seven or eight pieces.
"S-Senior." The burly man's voice was somewhat trembling as he spoke. "This is the spirit stone that this junior has saved up. I will treat it as compensation. Senior, please be magnanimous and do not lower yourself to this junior's level."
One. A Second Stage warrior was fighting a Third Stage warrior. It was already considered not bad that he was able to survive.
If it wasn't for the old man's shout, and Yang Xuan's killing intent wasn't very strong, he would have been a corpse by now.
When he thought of the green light on the tip of the sword, as well as the majestic Spiritual Force, Wu's body trembled. He reached out his hand and wiped the storage bag, then he took out a red fruit that was half the size of a fist.
The surface of this fruit was full of bumps and hollows. It was very uneven, as if it had been eaten by countless insects. However, although its appearance was somewhat ugly, the fragrance on it was extremely rich.
The moment he took it out, even Yang Xuan, who was some distance away, could smell a very rich fragrance.
"Senior, I spent a lot of effort to get this Quenching Fruit. Please accept it as well."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and did not answer. Instead, he pointed his finger and a faint white light shot out. It landed on the spirit stone and the red fruit and brought them over.
This spirit stone was similar to the ones in his storage bag. This so-called Quenching Fire Fruit was much worse than the ones he had picked from Desolate Ancient Land.
At the very least, from the density of the Spirit Aura, this was the case.
"What's the use of this Quenching Fruit?"
He hesitated for a moment, then asked with a frown.
The burly man surnamed Wu and the old man were both stunned for a moment. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Yang Xuan glanced at them and immediately understood their thoughts. He said indifferently, "I came from a distant country. There is no such spiritual fruit there."
"So that's how it is."
The old man nodded and said, "There is something the Fellow Daoist doesn't know. This Quenching Fruit is also a rare treasure. It is used to concoct medicine. Add this fruit into the pill furnace. It can increase the quality of the flame within for a short period of time, and increase the chances of forming a pill. "
" Oh? That's a good thing."
A trace of joy appeared on Yang Xuan's face. He had only heard about pill concoction occasionally. Although he didn't know much about it, according to Yang Dingshan, anything that could be related to pill concoction was basically a high grade item.
At least, with the Yang family's strength, it was difficult for them to come into contact with it.
Of course, the most important thing was that he didn't want to reveal that he knew nothing about it. In this kind of place where he could only rely on himself, if he revealed his weakness, he was afraid that he would suffer a lot of hidden losses.
After putting the Quenching Fruit and the few pieces of spirit stone into the storage bag, he slowly dispersed the Spirit Aura that he had gathered on his body, and also put the Longevity Sword back into the scabbard on his back.
He had never intended to completely turn hostile with these people. In the end, they still wanted to know his strength, and he also wanted to borrow the strength of Chiang Country.
The reason why he had pressed on and not let go earlier was to establish his prestige and influence. To be able to unexpectedly obtain some spirit stone as compensation, it had exceeded his expectations.
The old man let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Yang Xuan withdraw his Qi. He put away the gourd and hung it on his waist.
As for the burly man surnamed Wu, his body went limp. The fear in his eyes had yet to dissipate.
"This matter ends here. I will naturally not cause any more trouble for you, but..."
Yang Xuan looked at Zhao Yong. "I will go and find the important person of your country to account for this matter. Everyone, take care of yourselves!"
After saying that, he returned to the carriage, leaving the three people who looked at each other in dismay.
The nearly hundred people surrounding the carriage were also confused, not knowing what to do.
"Alright, what are you still standing there for? Disperse."
Wu returned to his horse and waved impatiently at the people around him. The nearly one hundred men with long sabers immediately scattered.
Chapter 145, Chiang Country Imperial Palace
The old man didn't pay attention to the burly man surnamed Wu's anger. He just stared at Yang Xuan's carriage with a complicated expression.
"Elder Zhuang..."
Zhang Yong walked up to ___ in a daze. His eyes were serious, and there was a slight trace of worry in the depths of his eyes.
"Alright, alright. Let's go. We will talk about it when we reach His Majesty. This is not appropriate."
The old man called Elder Zhuang let out a long sigh and followed Zhang Yong to the carriage.
The carriage continued to set off. After this farce, everyone in the carriage was still in a state of shock. All of them lowered their heads and had their own thoughts.