Zhou Monan originally thought Ye Xuan was too young and didn't believe that Ye Xuan had a way to treat his elder brother, but now even Mo Danzun, the most famous Holy Star City, could do nothing and could only do anything.

He didn't dare to hope that he could restore his brother's body to his pre-injury state at once, and it would be enough to save his life.

"Hurry, hurry up...you can treat my elder brother quickly." Zhou Monan urged quickly.

"Prepare a quiet room, carry people in, and let those who have nothing to do leave." Ye Xuan said as he walked forward, "Prepare the spiritual medicinal materials I want to use, seven-leaf red fruit, earth emperor sand, blood coagulation grass, four-spirit ginseng, century-old water moon orchid..."

Ye Xuan reported sixteen kinds of spiritual herbs in a row.

Zhou Monan lit his finger at the beginning, but he could not remember so much later. He hurriedly urged the servant to say, "Hurry up... Go and prepare the spiritual herbs."

Soon, all the needed herbs were ready.

Ye Xuan raised his hand and took all sixteen kinds of spiritual medicinal materials into his hand. He ignited a ball of flame and began to refine spiritual medicinal materials in his palm.

Since I borrowed the quiet room of Zhibao Building, most of the spiritual medicinal materials were taken from Zhibao Building, so the shopkeeper of Zhibao Building was watching.

When he saw this move, he immediately exclaimed: "No Dan Furnace refining medicine, this..."

When Mo Danzun saw this move, he also showed a look of surprise on his face and cheered: "Good means!"

Zhou Monan praised him when he heard Mo Danzun's distrust of Ye Xuan, and he felt more and more nervous.

Just when Ye Xuan was refining medicine.

A group of people rushed into Zhibao Building, and the leader was a middle-aged man over fifty years old, who was the head of the Zhou family.

As soon as the head of the Zhou family came in, he saw the bloody man lying on the lying, and his eyes suddenly turned red and could almost drip blood.

"Dad..." Zhou Monan's face turned pale when he saw his father appear.

Zhou Shengde, the head of the Zhou family, was furious, and slapped Zhou Monan in the face, knocked him out with a "splash", cursing: "You have not grown things, you are useless, and you dare to instigate your elder brother to go to the void vortex of Tianshui Lake!"

Zhou Monan fell to the corner of the wall, covering his swollen face with his left hand, trying to defend himself but didn't know what to say: "I...I..."

"Dad..." At this time, the bloody man who was lying on the lying struggled to reach out his hand and shouted, as if he wanted to dissuade his father, but saying a word had exhausted his energy.

"Mobei!" Zhou Shengde immediately walked forward and reached out to grab the eldest son's hand.

Ye Xuan frowned and shouted, "Don't touch him!"

Zhou Shengde looked back at Ye Xuan and asked, "Who are you?"

Ye Xuan kept refining the fire control technique in his hand, and he replied: "The person who is ready to save your son."

Zhou Shengde frowned and looked at Ye Xuan for a few glances, and snorted coldly: "You are a stinky boy, why should you save my son? I'm afraid you're not interested in the Li Ge sword I got from the Zhou family."

Ye Xuan was indeed saving people, and he really wanted the Li Ge sword. There was nothing to hide. He replied: "I want Li Ge sword. I will save people. You should take the sword as a reward. What's the problem?"

"Hmph!" Zhou Shengde snorted coldly, "You are a boy with no hair, why should you save people? If you want to cheat Li Ge Jian, I can't argue with you. If you delay my son's injury, you can't afford to die ten thousand times!"

Ye Xuan frowned and said unhappily: "This means I don't need treatment, right?"

"My Zhou family doesn't need a boy who is still stinky to save people." Zhou Shengde said, and immediately waved and shouted, "Come on, carry the eldest young master back, go to the Yaowang Valley immediately, and invite Master Yaoli to come."

When Mo Danzun heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him: "The head of the Zhou family has made the young master seriously injured, so it is not advisable to move. Even if you want to ask Master Yao Li to come for treatment, you should come here."

Although Mo Danzun could not heal Zhou Mobei's injuries, Mo Danzun was still very famous in Holy Star City.

"What Mo Danzun said is reasonable." Zhou Shengde was still very respectful to Mo Danzun and quickly changed his order, "Please invite Master Yao Li here."

When the shopkeeper of Zhibao Building heard this, he was a little unhappy because the spiritual medicinal materials used in Ye Xuan now used to refine medicines were all taken from Zhibao Building, and someone had to pay for these spiritual medicinal materials.

He hurriedly stepped forward to ask for an explanation: "Head Zhou, for the treatment of Mr. Ling, he took a total of 1,130,000 spiritual medicinal materials from our treasure building. Not to mention the amount, at least make up an integer and pay one million spiritual stones, right?"

Zhou Shengde immediately said coldly: "Are these spiritual herbs what I called for?"

"No...No..." The shopkeeper of Zhibaolou knew it was going to be bad as soon as he heard it.

"Whoever uses the spiritual herbs, you will go to!" Zhou Shengde snorted coldly.

The shopkeeper of Zhibaolou had no choice but to turn to Ye Xuan. When he saw Ye Xuan’s face, he didn’t look like the young master of a martial arts family in Shengxing City. He could only say with a thorn in his mouth: “Young Master, should you pay for the account of this spiritual medicine first?”

The spiritual liquid refined by Ye Xuan is about to be completed. It has reached the final stage of spiritual condensation and has reached this stage. If you stop, you can only waste the spiritual medicinal materials in vain and can only complete the refining.

Ye Xuan continued to put all his mind in the spiritual liquid refined in his palm, and casually threw out a storage bag, saying, "Take it and get enough of the spirit stones yourself."

The shopkeeper of Zhibaolou took the storage bag, walked aside and took out a million spirit stones, and then respectfully returned the storage bag to Ye Xuan: "Young master, the little one took out a million spirit stones, and the remaining fractions are all given to you by Zhibaolou. This is your storage bag."

Ye Xuan didn't count the remaining spirit stones, and stuffed them back to his waist, and continued to refine the spiritual liquid in his palm.

After a while, the spiritual liquid was refined and condensed into a crystal clear liquid bead, which slowly rotated on the palm of the palm.

Ye Xuan glanced at the spiritual liquid that had been refined and was quite satisfied with this refining. He looked up at Zhou Shengde, then looked at the blood man lying on the couch, and asked, "The spiritual liquid has been refined, are you sure you will give it a try?"

Zhou Shengde was in a state of rage. When he heard the voice, he roared: "Get out! My son's martial arts talent is unparalleled in the world. He will definitely reach the top in the future and reach the peak of martial arts. If you use these inequality treatment methods to destroy my son's martial arts, I will destroy your nine clans!"

Seeing the other party's attitude, Ye Xuan stopped explaining, shook his head and smiled, turned around and walked out.

When passing by a warrior watching, he saw that the other party's right leg was lame, his knee was wrapped in gauze, and he bounced the refined spiritual liquid to the injured area of ​​his lame leg and said, "It's a bargain."

The lame warrior subconsciously retreated, but the spiritual liquid still fell on his wound.

If it were ordinary people, someone would probably get angry if he sprinkled things into his wounds, but this lame warrior was quite kind and just frowned and did not come forward to entangle.
Chapter completed!