Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"Elder Han is a wise man."

"I, as your father-in-law, wouldn't dare to give away the true teachings without permission."

That was said with great composure.

The name Su Chen was Wang Chongshan's last card in his hand.

A true disciple of the Luoyun Sect, a Nascent Soul cultivator, and a revered figure in Luoyan City on the Xuanhuang Continent.

Using those three words to put pressure on him might make Han Ye back down and postpone the matter.

I'll put it off until I can come up with another solution.

That's what Wang Chongshan was planning.

The abacus beads made a sound once, and then broke.

Han Ye's face immediately darkened.

Su Chen.

These two words are ones that Han Ye has never dared to mention to anyone over the years.

His own nephew was killed by Su Chen himself.

Now this Wang Chongshan is actually using Su Chen to pressure him.

"Su Chen".

Han Ye got up from the stone bench.

"Is Pavilion Master Wang using Su Chen to intimidate me?"

A powerful spiritual force pressed down on Han Ye.

The oppressive force descended upon the bluestone platform, causing a crack to appear in the middle of the stone, which stretched all the way to Wang Chongshan's feet.

Wang Chongshan's legs buckled, and he was instantly forced to his knees.

"What's wrong with Su Chen?"

"He's just a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"I am now also a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"He is far away on the Xuanhuang Continent, separated by teleportation arrays from several continents."

"What business is it of his to interfere in Qingzhou's affairs?"

"Don't try to intimidate me with him."

Han Ye pulled out a scroll of spirit contracts from his sleeve and tossed it onto the bluestone.

"This mine today."

"You have to pay, whether you like it or not."

"You have to pay, whether you want to or not."

"I have brought the Spirit Pact with me."

Wang Chongshan knew there was no room for negotiation.

no way...

"In that case..."

Wang Chongshan lowered his head.

"Then I will give the West Mine to Elder Han."

Han Ye then withdrew the oppressive aura.

Han Ye turned around and returned to the stone bench, gathered the hem of his robe over his knees, and picked up the cup of tea that had gone cold again.

"If you had said that earlier, it would have been fine."

Wang Chongshan got up from the bluestone.

My legs are numb, so I'm getting up slowly.

Han Ye's gaze swept towards the other side of the beaded curtain at this moment.

The woman behind the curtain had long since lost her earlier languidness.

She wore a light purple soft gauze dress, which was sliced ​​into pieces by the beaded shadows on the curtain.

That face was incredibly beautiful, and the allure in its eyes and brows was impossible to hide.

"Master Wang."

Han Ye placed the teacup on the table.

"You're living a pretty comfortable life."

"There are so many female cultivators around me."

Han Ye pointed to the other side of the beaded curtain.

"Is the person behind the curtain your newly acquired Daoist partner?"

"Golden Core Stage?"

"Judging by her appearance, she sounds quite young."

Han Ye chuckled.

"With his Nascent Soul cultivation, Pavilion Master Wang probably can't conquer such a delicate beauty."

How about this?

"From now on, I will frequently visit the Misty Rain Pavilion."

"This lady, please have her make me some tea."

"If I brew it well, I can even help her obtain an opportunity to reach the late stage of the Golden Core realm."

The beaded curtain rustled.

The person behind the curtain took half a step back and gripped the curtain with one hand.

Wang Chongshan was stunned; Han Ye was deliberately looking for trouble.

Spirit stones are acceptable.

Spirit ore, I can give it to you.

But today, right in front of him, he flirted with his Daoist partner.

If we tolerate this, wouldn't we be like a turtle?

"Han Ye".

"You are the second elder of the Falling Cloud Sect."

"Everyone in Qingzhou has to show you respect."

"You came to ask for spirit stones today, and I gave them to you."

"I've given you the spirit ore you wanted."

"But are these words something an elder should say?"

"Is this the kind of tradition the Luoyun Sect has upheld for two thousand years?"

The air on the platform tensed up.

Han Ye had a cold face.

"Old man."

"How dare you speak to me like that?"

The oppressive force descended a second time.

This time it's three points heavier than before.

"kneel."

Han Ye's voice came down from above.

Wang Chongshan was immediately forced to kneel on the ground by the oppressive force.

There's nothing they can do; before a Nascent Soul cultivator, a Nascent Soul cultivator is nothing but an ant.

Just then, darkness fell over the main peak.

The spiritual energy from all thirty-seven peaks of the Misty Rain Pavilion surged towards that one spot in the sky in the same instant.

The oppressive aura emanating from Han Ye dissipated.

He didn't even realize it had spread so far.

Nine heavens above, one foot treads on the void.

When that foot landed, a ripple spread through the void.

"Refine..."

Han Ye was completely numb.

Refining the void.

Two figures emerged from the clouds.

The one in front was dressed in a green robe with angry scales.

Behind her was a woman in a plain white dress, the wind lifting the hem of her skirt high, her jade-like feet lightly touching the clouds.

Wang Chongshan knelt on the bluestone, his head tilted back.

"Yu...Yu Yan?"

Su Chen's gaze fell on the platform.

Ling Qi, and his kneeling father-in-law.

Su Chen was about to speak.

A white light flashed past my side.

It was so fast that Su Chen couldn't stop it.

From the moment they descended from the clouds, Wang Yuyan's eyes never left her father.

"Elder Han!"

Wang Yuyan unleashed her divine spiritual power.

"You truly are a despicable person!"

A burst of spiritual energy shot straight at Han Ye.

Han Ye immediately activated his protective spiritual light.

He raised his hand and blocked it.

No wonder.

Although Wang Yuyan has entered the Nascent Soul stage.

However, he had never learned any martial arts techniques.

It's obvious that they can't handle Han Ye's demands.

"Don't rush."

"He now has a Mahayana stage cultivator behind him."

"If I kill him here today, I won't be able to explain it to my master later."

"There's no rush to take revenge."

"Give it to your husband."

Su Chen then stopped Wang Yuyan and whispered a reminder.

Wang Yuyan nodded.

Of course, following Su Chen's arrangements is the right thing to do.

Two figures landed on the platform from the void.

Su Chen landed half a step in front of Wang Chongshan and flicked his sleeve.

Wang Chongshan got up from the ground.

My posture is three points more upright than before.

Elder Han.

Su Chen turned around with a smile on his face.

"My Yuyan has a quick temper; she was just joking with Elder Han."

"Elder Han won't mind, will he?"

Han Ye's face twitched.

Su Chen is a cultivator at the Refinement stage.

He knew all too well how ruthless Su Chen could be if things really came to a head.

"I don't mind."

Han Ye cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, but the smile on his face was more like a grimace.

"Madam Zhenchuan was just joking."

"How could I possibly mind?"

"That's good."

Su Chen glanced at the spirit contract.

"What brings Elder Han here?"

Han Ye arched his back even more.

"This isn't because something's wrong with the sect."

"The Supreme Elder wants to build a grand array, but the sect doesn't have enough spirit stones."

"I've come to borrow some spirit stones from Pavilion Master Wang."

Hearing this, Su Chen almost laughed out of anger.

"borrow?"

"This spirit stone."

"It even comes with a spirit contract?"

Han Ye's throat moved slightly.

"this......"

"This spirit ore was given to me by Pavilion Master Wang himself."

"I did not insist."

"Master Wang, is that what you're saying?"

Wang Chongshan stood behind Su Chen without saying a word.

"Elder Han is unaware of this."

Su Chen raised his eyes.

"This West Mine has belonged to me for many years."

"The spiritual contract is in my hands."

"My father-in-law can't make that decision."

"Therefore, that spiritual contract is invalid."

After Su Chen said this, Han Ye's face darkened immediately.

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