The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

"Not for sale."

Chen Xuan looked up and glanced at the person who was blocking him, his eyes turning slightly cold.

These scions of wealthy families take their lives for granted.

They always think the world should revolve around them, and most of them are arrogant, domineering, and conceited.

Of course, some aristocratic families have a good family tradition, and their offspring are outstanding.

With their own resources and foundation to rely on, their future achievements will far surpass those of ordinary people.

Five hundred years into the Sword Dao Era, Huo Lingyun of the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty was such a figure.

At that time, in his spare time from suppressing the Immortal Sect, he would also take the time to give that kid some pointers.

In just a century, he became the great general of the Tianfeng Dynasty, sweeping across the territory with his spear and even leading his troops into the northern desert.

At the moment of sealing the wolf's lair, he stepped into the Nascent Soul realm, taking charge of guarding the north and voluntarily sharing the burden with Chen Xuan.

But it's clear that this guy in front of him is nothing compared to Huo Lingyun.

The straightforward "not for sale" caused Wen Jingyuan's expression to pause slightly.

A shadow crossed his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He feigned composure, slowly stepping forward with a seemingly polite demeanor, but in reality, he looked down on them.

"I am Wen Jingyuan from the Wen family of Qingzhou."

"I sensed an ominous creature in this place just now, so I came to investigate."

At this point, Wen Jingyuan's gaze remained fixed on the owl's body. "This bird is extremely valuable, but it's useless to you. Why not sell it to me?"

"How could it not work?"

"I'm planning to take it home to make soup, and the other parts can be grilled."

Chen Xuan spoke without even thinking, and before he had walked more than a few steps, he had already figured out how to cook it.

One spiced, one spicy, a bottle of good wine, let's venture out into the world!

Wen Jingyuan's expression visibly froze for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist, you must be joking."

Soon, his tone became steady and calm, clearly indicating that he did not believe Chen Xuan would do such a thing.

Who would be so heartless as to waste the flesh and blood of an owl?

To do something like that would be a complete waste of resources!

"My Wen family is a legitimate family of cultivators, specializing in alchemy. This item is most suitable for me to refine into medicine."

"I'm willing to pay a price to acquire you; I will definitely treat you fairly."

As he spoke, he took out a storage bag and tossed it to Chen Xuan, "There are 536 spirit stones in here, that's all I have in total."

"If the spiritual energy fully recovers, these spirit stones are indeed not enough to buy an owl."

"But this is only the initial stage, and the number of spirit stones is scarce, so it's barely enough."

"Most importantly, if you agree, I can owe you a favor."

"Don't rush to refuse. Countless people would be eager to do a favor for the Wen family of Qingzhou."

At this point, Wen Jingyuan adopted an even more arrogant attitude, as if Chen Xuan would gain a great advantage by completing this deal.

That is indeed the case.

In the world of cultivation, alchemists hold a higher status than ordinary cultivators and are the objects of flattery by ordinary cultivators.

The Wen family was skilled in alchemy, and their pills were so sought after that they were often in high demand.

Even the official Lingxiao would occasionally purchase pills from them.

It can be said that in Qingzhou, the Wen family's status is only higher, not lower, and ranks among the top of all the aristocratic families.

Not to mention, one of our ancestors recently experienced a spiritual resurrection and turned out to be the reincarnation of a Sword Emperor!

However, to his surprise, his family background, which he was so proud of, didn't make a ripple in Chen Xuan's ears.

"This is so interesting. Someone actually wants to do me a favor."

Chen Xuan shook his head and smiled, finding it quite amusing. "I don't care about the favors of your Wen family. Stop blocking my way and move aside."

These words were spoken.

Wen Jingyuan's outward composure crumbled completely, his voice icy: "Fellow Daoist, watch your words."

"I don't care which faction you belong to, you can't just disregard the Wen family's reputation like this."

"Since you won't move aside, then I'll just have to tell you to get out of the way."

Chen Xuan had no interest in small talk, ignored his anger, and continued walking forward.

"Okay, okay!"

Wen Jingyuan took a deep breath, then burst into angry laughter. "Since that's the case, then today I'll force you to buy and sell, and show you the power of the Wen family!"

boom!

His cultivation at the early stage of Foundation Establishment exploded!

Wen Jingyuan's sleeves fluttered, and spiritual energy condensed into a palm wind, carrying an overbearing power, as he grabbed directly at the owl's corpse.

Chen Xuan's gaze remained unchanged, neither dodging nor flinching.

Without swaying an inch, he suddenly raised his right arm, loosened his fingers, and struck forward with his palm.

boom!

Wen Jingyuan's right hand claw stance was instantly crushed by the palm force, his five finger bones shattered on the spot, and even his protective spiritual energy shattered layer by layer like glass.

His face was filled with horror.

But before he could even cry out in pain, before he could even use the magic weapon his family had given him...

Chen Xuan lowered his wrist slightly again, without letting go of the palm strike, and took a half step forward to close the distance, then swung his palm down, hitting him directly in the chest.

Bang! !

A dull, muffled explosion of flesh!

Wen Jingyuan's eyes bulged out instantly, his ribcage shattered, and everything inside his body was instantly crushed by an incomparably domineering force!

His arrogance, domineering nature, and calculating expression were frozen in time.

His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't utter even half a word or a scream.

Chen Xuan withdrew his hand, too lazy to look at him again, and walked straight past him.

The hidden power within his body began to erupt.

boom!

Wen Jingyuan was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string. His body shattered in mid-air, his flesh and blood exploding, instantly turning into a pile of bloody pulp.

"Tsk, what a ruthless guy. He'd risk his life just to block someone's way."

What's worse, Chen Xuan, the instigator, even looked back and shook his head, saying, "What a bastard, even in death he still makes a mess, troubling others to clean up the mess."

Done.

Chen Xuan waved his hand, signaling the special agents hiding in the shadows that they could come out and clean up the mess.

"Captain, we can't even put it back together, what do we do?"

After inspecting the documents, one of the special agents was on the verge of tears.

Zhao Laisheng emerged from the bushes, his head throbbing. "Pick them up! Pick them all up! Don't leave a single bone behind."

Then, thinking of Wen Jingyuan's identity, he became worried.

Will we no longer be able to buy the Wen family's pills in the future?

"Captain, how should we write this report?" the subordinate asked with a mournful face.

You can't say that Wen Jingyuan was beaten to a pulp just because he blocked Chen Xuan's way, can you?

Zhao Laisheng quickly said, "How would I know how to write it? Quickly report to Deacon Lin, she's currently exchanging ideas with those scions of prominent families."

On the list of visitors, Wen Jingyuan also had an older brother, the heir of the Wen family, who also came to Qingcheng.

Wen Jingyuan truly deserved to die.

Of the more than three million people in the city, how could he have been so unlucky as to offend this gentleman?

Normally, other people would back down if they had a conflict with him, considering his status and background.

But who is this gentleman? He appears approachable and calm, but when it comes to killing, he is incredibly ruthless and brutal.

How could we possibly indulge him?

Sure enough, he immediately met a gruesome end, his body torn to pieces.

"If you ask me, these scions of wealthy families need to be taught a lesson. They're too arrogant and domineering. After coming to the city, they still like to cause trouble..."

"Alright, this is not something we should discuss. Report it immediately."

Zhao Laisheng patted his subordinate on the shoulder and urged him on.

The Wen family is no longer just a family of alchemists.

According to the latest intelligence, one of their ancestors was also a reincarnation, a famous sword emperor from the five hundred years of the cultivation era, who entered the realm of the God Transformation!