They already have a chat group, why bother with the plot?

Unlike the harmonious coexistence with the outside world.

In the imaginary space

For every step Ling Yu took forward, Xiao Yan would take a step back.

The old medicine master in the storage ring shook his head repeatedly as he looked at it.

"Brother Yan, why aren't you saying anything? Don't you like talking?"

Ling Yu spoke in a very gentle tone, as if he were communicating with an ordinary brother.

However, Xiao Yan was not fooled by appearances, and his feet kept retreating.

He kept saying, "Brother Yu, no, I was just joking. Please forgive me and forget about it."

He really regretted it; why did he have to be so cheeky?

Now look what's happened, you're going to suffer physical pain.

"Has he always been this cowardly?"

Seeing Xiao Yan retreating continuously, Ai Li looked at Little Fairy Doctor and asked.

Little Fairy Doctor thought about it seriously for a moment and said, "He has always been quite shameless."

"Is she both despicable and cowardly?"

Ellie nodded, gaining a deeper understanding of Xiao Yan.

"I'll just throw one punch, and that'll be the end of it, okay?" Ling Yu was still trying to reason with him.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan paused in his retreating steps, asking uncertainly, "Really?"

Ling Yu immediately became displeased: "Look, you're still questioning me."

"No, no, no, Brother Yu, you come here. Just don't kill me with one punch," Xiao Yan said quickly.

After he finished speaking, he stood still, and a light red battle aura-infused gauze robe appeared on his body.

This is the strongest defensive measure he, a mere Battle Master, can use at this stage.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was already prepared.

Ling Yu didn't stand on ceremony.

After standing in front of Xiao Yan and getting into position, Ling Yu aimed at Xiao Yan's abdomen, slightly gathered his strength, and then threw a punch.

Inch power, open the sky!

boom!

Ling Yu's punch was purely physical force, but even so, Xiao Yan was shot out like a cannonball.

At the critical moment, Ling Yu opened two imaginary spaces behind Xiao Yan.

This led to Xiao Yan entering from the second imaginary space, exiting from the first imaginary space, and then entering from the second imaginary space again.

This cycle repeated more than ten times before Xiao Yan finally landed on the ground.

"I-am I okay?"

Xiao Yan, who was almost nauseous from flying, finally felt a sense of security when he landed.

He was prepared for all his ribs to be shattered, but when he went to check, he found himself completely unharmed, without a single injury.

Xiao Yan understood perfectly well that Ling Yu had held back.

With a somersault, Xiao Yan jumped up from the ground and looked at Ling Yu with emotion: "Brother Yu, I knew you wouldn't want me to die!"

"If you hug me, you'll really die."

Ling Yu's calm voice made Xiao Yan, who was about to hug him, freeze, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Then, under Xiao Yan's somewhat uneasy gaze, Ling Yu asked, "How was it? The feeling of flying in the sky."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan revealed a lingering fear: "I don't want to experience that kind of thing a second time!"

"Hehe, Ling Yu, don't scare this kid. His little heart can't take it."

A faint laugh rang out, and the figure of the old apothecary appeared.

"Teacher, why didn't you intervene just now? I almost thought I was going to be beaten to death by Brother Yu." Xiao Yan complained when he saw his good teacher.

"Ling Yu wants to kill you. Do you think your master has any way to stop him?"

The old doctor gave his good apprentice a disapproving look.

"Here, take a pill."

Looking at the somewhat illusory body of the old apothecary, Ling Yu guessed that a lot must have happened on the way to Canaan Academy.

With a flick of his wrist, he tossed out a pill.

"What is this?" the old medicine doctor asked, catching the pill.

"A pill made from the concentrated medicinal power of the Seven Illusions Azure Spirit Saliva, it tastes delicious."

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."

Seeing Ling Yu say this, the old doctor didn't stand on ceremony and put the pill in his mouth.

Visibly, Yao Lao's soul became more solid.

"So effective so quickly?" The old doctor was somewhat surprised.

"A concentrated version, one is more effective than six." Ling Yu gave a small plug.

Then, he noticed that Xiao Yan was staring intently at him.

"want to?"

"Mhm." Xiao Yan nodded without any attempt to hide his agreement.

Yao Lao can be said to be the foundation of Xiao Yan's survival in the early stages; the stronger Yao Lao is, the safer he is.

To be honest, during his time in the Black Corner Region, Xiao Yan became increasingly fascinated by the feeling of being possessed by a ghost.

The power of a Dou Huang is something that a mere Dou Shi cannot compare to.

"Sure, trade me the Burning Technique for it," Ling Yu joked.

Xiao Yan was taken aback.

Without thinking, he took out a red scroll from his storage ring and handed it to Ling Yu.

"Brother Yu, here you go."

Ling Yu: "..."

He didn't take it, but looked at the silent old apothecary beside him: "Are you just going to watch your disciple give me his livelihood?"

The old doctor was still all smiles.

"I trust Xiao Yanzi's judgment. Although you seem unreliable, you're not a bad person at heart."

After a pause, Yao Lao continued, "Actually, I sometimes think that you might be more suited to cultivating the Burning Technique than Xiao Yan."

When he said this, the old doctor was also in a daze.

He was nearly dead just from obtaining a strange fire.

Ling Yu, on the other hand, kept doing it one after another, as if she had no bottom line.

It made his scalp tingle.

The strange flames on the Strange Flame Ranking were one thing, but what was even more outrageous was that the Nirvana Star-Burning Flame he took out actually made the Bone Spirit Cold Flame within his body show a fearful attitude.

This was the first time he had seen it in all these years.

"Since that's the case, then I won't stand on ceremony." Seeing that both master and disciple had said so, Ling Yu accepted it.

I glanced at it casually and then tossed it into the system space.

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Then, Ling Yu tossed over a storage ring.

Xiao Yan quickly took it, and after scanning it with his soul power, his eyes widened in surprise.

Inside the storage ring, he saw the same kind of pills that Ling Yu had just given to the old man; there were at least four or five hundred of them.

"what is this?"

Suddenly, Xiao Yan noticed that there were many beads in his storage ring that were different from the pills.

"That's a Pure Yuan Pill. When your battle qi is insufficient, using battle techniques can help you fill the gaps in your battle qi," Ling Yu explained.

"A pill that can help you perform combat techniques? How come I've never heard of it before?" The old medicine master leaned closer.

He took the Pure Yuan Pill from Xiao Yan and let Yao Lao examine it carefully.

The old alchemist truly lives up to his reputation as a high-level alchemist.

After examining it for a while, it was discovered that the Pure Yuan Pill contained extremely pure elemental battle qi.

Unlike the impure battle qi in the world, the battle qi inside is extremely pure, as if it has been forged through countless trials.

Compared to pills that restore fighting spirit, this Pure Yuan Pill is more like a power bank.

"Good stuff," the old medicine doctor exclaimed.

With this, Xiao Yan should be able to use even Earth-rank fighting techniques with his Dou Shi cultivation level.

Of course, physical fitness should also be considered.

After all, Earth-rank combat skills are no child's play.

If things go wrong, it's not impossible for them to lose an arm or a leg, or even explode.

"Thank you, Brother Yu."

Xiao Yan said happily.

He suddenly realized that this trip had been incredibly profitable for him.

Ling Yu nodded slightly and said, "Go out."

Xiao Yan naturally wouldn't refuse.

But there's still Gu Xun'er, whom he misses dearly, outside.

However, when the group came out, they found that Cui Zi and Xun Er were not in the house.

Chapter 168

"Little Mica, where are Midori and the others?"

After finding no one in the room, Ling Yu's gaze naturally fell on Yunmu, who was pretending to be asleep on the sofa.

He took a few steps forward and pulled her into his arms.

Sensing the familiar presence, Yunmu opened her eyes, snuggled closer to Ling Yu, and said, "They went to buy groceries."

"Sixth level monster?"

Upon seeing that Yunmu could speak human language, Yao Lao raised an eyebrow.

Cognitive biases often lie here.

In Yao Lao's understanding, only sixth-order magical beasts can speak, excluding those with powerful bloodlines.

For example, Zi Yan was able to speak human language when she was a fifth-tier magical beast.

Upon hearing the sound, Yunmu looked up and glanced at Yao Lao.

After realizing it was just that old ghost, they stopped caring.

"Buying groceries?"

At the same time, Ling Yu raised an eyebrow upon hearing Yunmu's words.

Taking guests grocery shopping is very much in Cui Zi's style.

So, after touching Yunmu a few more times, Ling Yu put her back on the sofa and turned to look at Xiao Yan and the others.

"You've heard it too. Now you have two choices: either go and join them, or stay home and wait for them to come back. Which one do you choose?"