Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Yao Feiran glanced at the letter and immediately took the Xuan-grade spiritual artifacts she had refined during this time to the exit of the secret realm, and also planted a flag there.

"Selling Xuan-rank spiritual artifacts!"

After spending several months in the secret realm, the disciples of various sects obtained a lot of things. In addition to handing over a portion to their sects, they also had a considerable surplus, and soon people gathered around them.

Wu Ze also came over and saw that the Xuan-rank spiritual weapon on Yao Feiran's stall was placed on a piece of burlap like trash, and his face was extremely shocked.

"Junior sister, where did you get so many Xuan-grade spiritual artifacts?"

Yao Feiran sent a telepathic message: "This was refined during this period. Congratulations on your safe return, Senior Brother."

Wu Ze's eyes darkened slightly. This secret realm had been infiltrated by many members of the Demonic Sect, resulting in countless deaths and injuries. The sect had just tallied that more than half of them had been lost.

"Junior Sister Yao, it seems your elder brother has also been crippled. When he came out just now, his dantian was already damaged. The doctor said there is no possibility of recovery unless there is a Heaven-Mending Pill."

"The Heaven-Mending Pill is a medicine that even a Royal Realm cultivator can use to heal injuries. Selling it would be worth more than just this one pill."

Wu Ze: "..."

Just then, Yao Xingzhou's roar came from not far away.

"Master, it was Yao Suran who destroyed my dantian! She must avenge me!"

Yao Feiran stuck her head out and saw Yao Xingzhou looking weak and listless. Opposite her was Yao Suran, whose aura had become much stronger, and she was only one step away from the fifth rank.

Yao Xingzhou's master, Chi Zeming, also looked at Yao Suran with a gloomy expression.

Although he disliked this disciple, the other party's dantian had been destroyed, and if he didn't do something, where would he put his face?

"Yao Suran, you have harmed your fellow disciples. What is your punishment?"

Yao Suran remained calm: "I am innocent. Yao Xingzhou ambushed me, trying to steal my things. I was just fighting back."

"Hmph, you dare to slander my disciple with mere words? You deserve to die!"

The surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees. Yao Feiran felt the killing intent all around her. She watched as the low- and mid-grade martial artists around her couldn't withstand it and knelt down with a thud. Wu Ze was also pressed down by this pressure.

Yao Feiran, afraid of standing out too much, slowly squatted down as well.

Yao Suran stood motionless, her legs sinking deep into the ground, blood gushing from her seven orifices.

Just then, a gentle voice came from all directions.

"My disciple will not tolerate your judgment!"

"It's Elder Bai, a Martial Emperor at the Emperor Realm!"

Those at the first to ninth rank can only be called martial artists, while those at the Emperor Realm are emperors. Yao Feiran looked up and saw that Bai Xinli was beautiful, but she was actually over five hundred years old. It is said that those at the Emperor Realm have a lifespan of over a thousand years.

Upon seeing Bai Xinli, Akira Akira's face twitched, but he ultimately managed to suppress his anger.

"Senior Sister Bai, your disciple crippled my disciple. As fellow disciples of the sect, this matter deserves an explanation."

"What are you talking about? It's none of your business to lecture my disciple."

An even stronger pressure pressed down, and Wu Ze began to grimace. However, as a weapon refiner, he was strong and could endure it. Everyone else's faces were pressed to the ground, and Yao Feiran also felt her body being squeezed and her skin stinging.

Akazawa Akira said with a gloomy face, "Fine, since Senior Sister Bai wants to protect Yao Suran, then I will ask the sect leader to do justice."

At this moment, Yao Suran said loudly, "Master, I have a recording stone to prove that he ambushed me first."

As she spoke, she took out the recording stone and released it directly.

A screen appeared above, and there was sound coming from inside.

The text above shows that Yao Suran had just emerged from a sealed medicinal garden when Yao Xingzhou appeared before her.

"Yao Suran, you just came from the herb garden, didn't you? Looks like you had a good harvest."

Yao Suran did not answer, her expression indifferent, and turned to draw her flying artifact in preparation for leaving.

"Stop right there! Hand over your storage bag!"

Seeing Yao Xingzhou blocking her way, Yao Suran sneered, "You want to kill me and steal my treasure?"

"As long as you obediently hand over the items, I will spare your life out of consideration for our shared clan." Seeing that she didn't move, Yao Xingzhou continued, "You are just a person of inferior talent, yet you have improved so quickly. You must have had some extraordinary encounter. It would be a waste to use those resources on you. You might as well give them to me. When I break through to the Emperor Realm, you can also benefit from it."

"idiot!"

"What did you say?"

Yao Xingzhou was furious. The next second, a white light flashed, and the air seemed to be split in two. Yao Xingzhou felt the danger of death and reached out to take out a shield. The two broke out into a fierce battle. Although Yao Suran was only a fourth-rank, she frequently unleashed various moves.

Yao Suran demonstrated excellent combat ability, while Yao Xingzhou was eventually outmatched. Not long after, with a crack, the shield was torn in two.

A scream rang out.

Blood gushed from Yao Xingzhou's stomach. Seeing the murderous intent in Yao Suran's eyes, he panicked, took out his teleportation artifact, and fled in a sorry state.

The photo session abruptly ended, and the cause and effect were basically clear. Chi Mingze had lost face and stared coldly at Yao Xingzhou.

"waste!"

With a wave of his hand, Yao Xingzhou rolled a hundred meters away. He was already seriously injured, and now he was barely breathing.

Yao Chen was also standing to the side, not daring to move an inch.

Akira Akira left in a fit of rage.

A middle-aged man from the Beast Origin Sect suddenly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Bai's disciple has inferior aptitude, yet his cultivation speed is truly remarkable, and the cultivation method he is using doesn't seem to be from the Myriad Manifestations Sect."

"It's normal to have some unexpected encounters when you go out to gain experience."

"Hehe, that's true. I've heard that people with inferior aptitude can never reach the middle realm in their entire lives unless they spend hundreds of times more resources. Fellow Daoist Bai is really generous."

The man left behind some meaningful words and gracefully departed, leaving most of the people around him with flickering eyes, a hint of greed in them.

Yao Feiran thought to herself that this old guy was stirring up trouble. Yao Suran had just displayed not only his cultivation level, but also a variety of methods, especially his cultivation technique, which was obviously extraordinary. Many people probably had the idea of ​​killing him to steal his treasure.

Bai Xinli also saw through the other party's purpose, and her gaze turned slightly cold.

Those around watched a big shot put on a show, and kept their heads down, not daring to speak.

After a long while, once Bai Xinli had left, everyone started discussing it.

Seeing that Yao Feiran's expression was normal, Wu Ze said awkwardly, "It seems that Yao Suran doesn't have a very good relationship with you and your brother."

"Yes, a philandering father, a mother who died young, and a life of unexpected success."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing," Yao Feiran continued waving her hand, "Selling Xuan-grade spiritual artifacts, fair and square."

Soon, a large crowd gathered around.

Yao Feiran was dressed in the clothes of a true disciple of the Myriad Manifestations Sect, and with all the sect leaders present, no one dared to harbor any other thoughts.

"Can I try it out?"

"No problem, I won't buy it if it doesn't work well."

Wu Ze helped out from the side, thinking to himself that this junior sister sold things as casually as she sold vegetables.

After selling everything, most of the people outside the secret gate had left. Only after she finished packing did she realize that Wu Ze was still there.

"Senior brother, why aren't you leaving yet?"

"I'm worried you'll be murdered and robbed."