After the ascent failed

Chapter 278 He, in the heavenly spirit room

Ye Chunyang sneered, and looked at Yue Lin expressionlessly.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, a trace of disdain flashed in Yue Lin's eyes. He was just a Daoist cultivator, how could he withstand the pressure of Huayuzong?

If it wasn't for the city of cultivating immortals and being in the Lingxian mansion, he would have been scruples, and would have already robbed him face-to-face.

"Fellow Daoist, this old man is not oppressing you. As long as you hand over the Lingsu Flower, we will not only reward you generously, but you can also become a friend of the Huayu Sect in the future. If everyone is happy, why not do it?"

Since thinking that Ye Chunyang had been shaken, Yue Lin immediately acted softly and hard.

Although Huayu Sect is not as influential as Kunlun Ruins and Taiyi Sect, anyone who is smart knows how to choose.

However, unexpectedly, Ye Chunyang laughed after hearing this.

"Your Excellency is right, and the matter does look good."

Ye Chunyang took a step forward and said: "To be honest, it is not impossible to hand over Ling Suhua to the two of you. I just saw Miss Murong's sincere attitude. I did have this intention, but now I have changed my mind."

"What did you say?"

This time, not only Murong Zhu'er was stunned, but Yue Lin was also stunned.

"Farewell."

Ye Chunyang didn't say much, and walked out directly.

During this period of time, he had consumed a lot of spiritual stones in the Tianji spiritual room, and he planned to leave Black Rock City, but it seemed that King Nanxuan was at the critical point of recovering his vitality, so Ye Chunyang had no choice but to sell some spiritual herbs in exchange for spiritual stones.

Watching Ye Chunyang's back disappear, the two of them stood there dumbfounded.

"What an arrogant kid, how dare he tease this old man!" Yue Lin's heart was full of killing intent.

He didn't know if Ye Chunyang really planned to hand over the Lingsu flower just now, but how could he not be angry when he thought that he was so contemptuous of a cultivator in the spiritual realm?
"Master Yue still can't see his character clearly? The more aggressive he is, the more he will rebound, and now in Xiuxian City, we can't do anything to him at all." Murong Zhu'er frowned slightly.

"What, Zhu'er is blaming the old man?" Yue Lin's expression darkened.

"Uncle Yue's actions are not wrong." Murong Zhu'er shook her head, looked at the door with some confusion, and said, "It's just that I didn't expect this Ye Chunyang to be so heartless, but after his uncle took out the sect to suppress him Still indifferent, this is not like the confidence that an ordinary Kunlun Ruins disciple can have."

She knew that with Yue Lin's perfect cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Realm, it was naturally impossible to bow his head to a cultivator at the Dao Foundation Realm, otherwise the whole world of cultivating immortals would laugh at him.

But Ye Chunyang's performance was too calm.

Although the Huayu Sect was not as powerful as the Kunlun Ruins, it was still comparable to the Taiyi Sect, but the other party seemed to have no fear of it.

Hearing these words, Yue Lin's face changed slightly.

Although he didn't put Ye Chunyang in his eyes, how can he be an ordinary person if he can cultivate to the perfection of the spirit transformation state? Now that he thinks carefully, Ye Chunyang is indeed weird inside and out.

The indifference of indifference to everything is by no means like that of an ordinary person.

"Hmph, no matter what, he will pay the price for daring to despise Hua Yuzong." Yue Lin Binghan said.

He doesn't believe that Ye Chunyang really has the confidence to fight against one sect, no matter how mysterious he is, he is only a Daoist cultivator.

Murong Zhu'er's eyes flickered, and after a moment of silence, she sighed slightly and said, "Leaving aside other matters, now that we know that he is still in the city, we still have hope."

As she spoke, she walked up to the woman in red.

Yue Lin frowned slightly, and walked towards him.

"Madam Hong, may I ask which spiritual room that Fellow Daoist Ye stayed in just now?" Murong Zhu'er asked.

Although Ye Chunyang didn't let go, as long as she got the other party's information, she believed that there would be a way to convince him.

"Both of you want to inquire about Mr. Ye's information?"

The woman in red was taken aback.

She had naturally seen the conversation between the two of them just now and Ye Chunyang, and she was wondering how the two met, but she didn't expect that Murong Zhu'er came to ask her about Ye Chunyang.

"Yes, this junior inquires about Ye Daoyou's news, shouldn't it be considered a violation of the rules?" Murong Zhu'er said.

"That's not true. There is no rule in Lingxian Mansion that customers can't inquire about each other. There are only distinct levels."

Madam Hong looked at Murong Zhu'er with strange eyes, and asked again: "But you two really want to know about Young Master Ye's soul chamber?"

"That's right, Madam please tell me." Murong Zhu'er said solemnly.

Madam Hong's expression faded for a few minutes, and she said, "He lives in the heavenly spirit room."

"how can that be?"

……

In the next two days, Ye Chunyang made another sum of spirit stones by selling spirit grass, which was enough for King Nanxuan to squander in the heavenly spirit room.

However, in order to attract attention, when Ye Chunyang sells spiritual herbs, he does not choose only one, but trades them in several medicinal herb shops, and the spiritual herbs he sells are at most a hundred years old.

After all, although the hundred-year-old spirit grass is precious, it is still common. Although the shopkeepers of medicinal materials were curious, they did not suspect anything.

And although he lives in the heavenly spirit room of Lingxian Mansion, not many people have actually seen him, so no one pays attention when going to and from Lingxian Mansion.

While he was living peacefully at his side, Liu Huayuan felt very puzzled.

"My Nether Talisman and Huachen Bead are from the Nether Evil Clan. As long as the Huachen Bead appears in the world, I can sense its position immediately through this Talisman."

"In the past few days, I clearly feel that the Huachenzhu is in the Lingxian Mansion, but why can't I lock its breath?
Liu Huayuan was in his own spiritual room, looking at the faintly visible Nether Talisman in his hand, his expression was uncertain.

Through the induction of the Nether Talisman, he can be sure that the Huachen Bead is in the Lingxian Mansion, and some people have been using it to practice during this period of time, but no matter how he tracks it, it seems that there is some kind of mysterious force between the two, making him There is no way to lock it.

What puzzled him even more was that the Huachen Bead suddenly calmed down in the past two days, without any fluctuations at all.

"Did that person leave Lingxian Mansion?"

Liu Huayuan frowned deeply.

……

"I didn't expect this old demon to consume spirit stones so quickly during his cultivation. The 50 spirit stones he added just yesterday were consumed by him in a blink of an eye."

After another day, Ye Chunyang watched the spirit-gathering formation gradually weaken in the heaven-level spiritual room, with a look of helplessness on his face.

During this period of time, he had obtained at least 200 million spirit stones, but King Nanxuan's absorption of spirit energy was terrifying, almost like a whale swallowing water, and it was quickly consumed.

"Looks like I have to get some more spirit stones for this old demon."

Ye Chunyang shook his head, that is to say, he has countless high-level spirit herbs, if it were someone else, at the speed at which King Nanxuan consumes spirit stones, he would probably just stare blankly.

He left Lingxian Mansion again and went to the medicinal herb shop in the city.

He had already been to most of the herbal medicine shops in Black Rock City, so he simply chose one at random this time.

However, just before he walked to a shop, he paused slightly. Looking at the plaque in front of him, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After pausing for a moment, Ye Chunyang walked towards the medicine shop.

This medicinal material shop was the one that exchanged two 300-year-old spirit herbs for 100 million spirit stones before participating in the auction that day.

After walking in, Ye Chunyang saw Lin Mo, the shopkeeper, bowing his head to settle accounts.

"Huh? Fellow Daoists are here, but are there any spirit herbs for sale?"

Lin Mo raised his head to see Ye Chunyang, his pupils shrank imperceptibly, and then greeted him warmly.

"Yes, I plan to make another deal with shopkeeper Lin." Ye Chunyang said as usual on the surface.

This medicinal herb shop is also quite famous in Black Rock City. After asking, Ye Chunyang knew that the name of the middle-aged man was Lin Mo.

"What kind of medicinal materials are you going to sell this time?" Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he laughed.

"I'm going to leave Black Rock City in the next day, and I want to prepare more spirit stones before I leave, so I plan to do a big deal with shopkeeper Lin." Ye Chunyang waved his hand calmly, and a jade box appeared in front of Lin Mo.

"This is?" Lin Mo looked surprised.

"The spirit grass in it has reached the composition of 500 years, shopkeeper Lin can test it." Ye Chunyang said.

"500 years!"

Lin Mo's body shook.

He suppressed the shock in his heart, opened the box, and suddenly a strong medicinal fragrance filled the entire pharmacy.

"Sure enough, it's a 500-year-old spiritual herb!" Lin Mo's pupils shrank suddenly. He has been running a medicinal material shop for the forces behind him for so many years. He has only seen such a year-old spiritual herb twice, and this is the third time.

"Fellow Daoist, what price do you plan to ask for this spirit grass?" Lin Mo asked solemnly.

"Not much, around 200 million is enough." Ye Chunyang said lightly while drinking tea.

"200 million?" Lin Mo shook his head with a smile, "This price is too low, what do you think of the price of 300 million spirit stones for fellow Taoists?"

"Oh?"

Ye Chunyang did not show surprise, but looked at the other party with a half-smile.

Lin Mo seemed not aware of it, and said: "I can give 300 million spirit stones to fellow daoists, but you have to agree to the next condition. How about fellow daoists?"

As if he was afraid that Ye Chunyang would misunderstand, Lin Mo hurriedly said: "Don't worry, fellow daoist, I don't have any malicious intentions, and the conditions proposed are definitely within the range acceptable to fellow daoists. Of course, even if you don't agree, the deal will still be closed." , a lot of 300 million spirit stones will be handed over to fellow daoists."

"There is such a good thing in the world?" Ye Chunyang sneered in his heart, but pretended to be surprised on the surface.

"Of course there is no such thing as a pie in the sky. Any benefit is obtained by one's own strength. Fellow Daoists can produce hundreds of years of spiritual grass. This is also a kind of strength, which is enough to be valued." Lin Mo said: "What do fellow Taoists think?"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Senior Lin, help!"

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl knelt anxiously in front of Lin Mo with a woman behind her back.

The girl was originally pretty, but now she looked haggard, and the woman on her back was even more pale, her lips were black and she was dying.

"Liu Sisi, is it you again?"

"Lin said that your mother is terminally ill and cannot be cured. No matter how much elixir I give you, it will be in vain. What's more, in order to heal your mother in the past few days, you have spent all your spirit stones on your body, and you are still paying for it in my shop. A lot of elixir is for your filial piety, I will not pursue it, but from now on you don't have to come again, this shop will not give you any more elixir."

Lin Mo looked at the girl, his face turned cold.

(End of this chapter)