At this time, Xia Yan's eyes were red! A ball of anger was burning in his chest. The white robe on Xia Yan's body was constantly fluttering in the air.
"This man just gave Yuan Shan an elixir. It seems to be a high-level elixir for healing injuries. Obviously, he is Yuan Shan's friend, but I don't know what his identity is!"
Gan Mo was still muttering in his heart at this time. Seeing Xia Yan staring at him, Gan Mo also snorted coldly, trying not to lose his momentum, and looked at Xia Yan.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Gan Mo's body trembled and he couldn't help but take two steps back. Xia Yan's momentum was so strong that he could not withstand it.
"My name is Xia Yan!" Xia Yan's cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, "Who are you? Why do you want to harm Yuan Shan?"
There was no emotion in Xia Yan's voice. The crimson color in his eyes gradually faded away, but traces of murderous intent filled the entire courtyard. The guards were almost unsteady and wanted to kneel down.
"Xia Yan?" Gan Mo was slightly startled. He had heard this name several times in the past two days. He also knew a little about Xia Yan's identity. He knew that Xia Yan was a disciple of Liu Yun, the dean of Ziye College.
"Are you Xia Yan? Haha..." Gan Mo laughed a few times, "Who did I think you were! Listen up, young master, my name is Gan Mo, the young master of the Gan family in Ziyue City. Boy, I advise you not to interfere too much.
No matter what, her mother Mu Yue is dead, and no one will care about your promise to Mu Yue. If you are sensible, get out of here!"
Gan Mo knew that Xia Yan was very powerful, so he didn't want to take action now. It would be best if he could use the Gan family's reputation to scare Xia Yan away.
"Haha..." Xia Yan laughed.
"Very good, Gan family!" Xia Yan's eyes flashed, and the aura in his body suddenly became solemn. The murderous aura that had been floating around suddenly seemed to become a substance, and he pounced towards Gan Mo. Gan Mo looked horrified.
He quickly retreated, then turned around and ran away. Just as the murderous aura hit him, Gan Mo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was frozen and numb.
"Death!" Xia Yan shouted, and the Dawn Sword was instantly unsheathed. A sword light flashed in the air, as if it was a thunderbolt coming from the clouds. Gan Mo was thinking about the body running outside when he suddenly stopped and then slowed down.
He slowly fell down and lay motionless on the ground. The bright red blood gradually formed a circular pool of blood.
"Gan family!" Xia Yan finally repeated these two words, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
After a sword chant, Xia Yan's Dawn Sword was sheathed again, and then his figure flashed close to Yuan Shan who was lying on the ground, and he hugged Yuan Shan up.
"Yuan Shan's injuries are too serious. I'm afraid the eighth-grade Qi and Blood Pill is not enough. Now her soul is very weak. Well, I'd better buy a soul-reviving pill. It's safer this way." Xia Yan's thoughts changed in her mind, and she disappeared immediately.
In the courtyard.
It took a while for the guards to move, and beads of sweat rolled down their faces. When they saw Gan Mo lying in a pool of blood, the guards' faces were ashen.
"What should we do now?" One of the guards looked at the other three and asked in a hoarse voice.
"The man just now was too strong. We are far from our opponents and cannot stop him at all. Now, we should take the young master's body back and inform the clan leader immediately." Another guard took a breath and said.
"But if the young master dies, the clan leader will definitely be angry with us. If we go back like this, I'm afraid..." Another guard said thoughtfully.
"What if we don't go back? Are we going to choose to escape? This won't work. The Gan family is extremely powerful. If we escape, we will be caught sooner or later." The guard who just spoke shook his head, "We should return the truth truthfully. The one just now
He said his name was Xia Yan."
"Well, that's all it can do!"
"We're here! Hurry!"
After half a cup of tea, Xia Yan carried Yuan Shan to the sky above the Golden Dragon Palace of the Holy City. With Xia Yan's current strength, even if he was holding a person, his speed was extremely fast. Xia Yan controlled the spiritual power outside his body and pushed it with all his strength.
In half a cup of tea, we arrived at the Holy City from Ziyue City.
After arriving at the Golden Dragon Palace, Xia Yan slowly fell from the sky.
The damage caused by the fighting a few months ago has now been completely repaired. The collapsed corner of the Golden Dragon Palace has also been repaired.
Holding Yuan Shan in his arms, Xia Yan entered the Golden Dragon Palace directly.
There were many practitioners in the Golden Dragon Hall. When they saw Xia Yan coming in with a woman in his arms, they all watched with attention. Xia Yan ignored them and walked directly to the First Grade Hall inside.
The soul-reviving pill is sold in Yipintang and is worth three million gold coins.
"Sir, welcome to Yipintang!" A staff member of Yipintang saw Xia Yan coming in and hurriedly came forward to greet him.
Xia Yan nodded and carried Yuan Shan to the elixir counter.
"Sir, do you need to buy some elixirs?" The staff at the counter asked enthusiastically. Although Xia Yan was holding a person in his hands, they did not ask any more questions.
"I want to buy the soul pill!" Xia Yan said directly, his eyes scanning the counter.
"Sir, today's soul-reviving pill has been sold, you may have to wait until tomorrow to buy it." The staff member said apologetically.
Just half an hour ago, a person bought the Soul-Reviving Pill. The Soul-Reviving Pill is a special medicine. Even Yipintang only buys one pill at a time.
"Does your Yipintang have no inventory?" Xia Yan looked at the staff member and his tone was not friendly.
He felt that Yuan Shan's aura seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. Although her physical injuries were almost healed, Yuan Shan's soul was very weak and she urgently needed to use the soul-reviving pill.
At this time, Xia Yan was of course extremely anxious, and it was impossible to speak calmly to the staff here.
"I'm so sorry. We can only sell one soul-reviving pill every day!" The staff member was stunned for a moment when he heard Xia Yan's harsh tone, and then said.
"I must buy a soul-reviving pill today. If you don't have the right to sell it, let someone who can make the decision do it." Xia Yan's face changed and he said in a low voice.
This product hall belongs to the Holy Emperor. Except for some rare treasures consigned by some cultivators, most of the items sold here belong to the Holy Emperor. Of course, the Holy Emperor almost never comes to this product hall.
The people below are responsible for taking care of various businesses.
"Sir, I'm really sorry. You might as well wait until tomorrow..." the staff member continued to repeat.
"Crack!"
Xia Yan slapped the specially made counter, and the whole counter trembled violently. Fortunately, Xia Yan did not use spiritual power, otherwise even the specially made counter would not be able to withstand Xia Yan's power.
The two staff members at the counter were startled.
Yipintang has existed for so many years, but no one has ever dared to cause trouble here.
"I said, I want to buy the soul pill now and call your supervisor to come out. I came down from the Holy Mountain." Xia Yan saw that the faces of the two staff members inside were frightened and turned pale. He suppressed the confusion in his heart and said,
Be patient and say these words slowly.
When the two staff members heard that Xia Yan said that he came down from the Holy Mountain, they quickly looked at each other and then at Xia Yan. Their eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if they felt that Xia Yan did not look like someone from the Holy Mountain.
"Then please wait a moment!" A staff member said to Xia Yan.
Regardless of whether what Xia Yan said is true or false, this matter is no longer something they can handle, so they still call the supervisor to solve it. As soon as the staff member left, Xia Yan was surrounded by cultivators with the name of the book. These cultivators,
They are all very strong and have reached the realm of great spiritual masters. They are all the guards of the First Grade Hall.
Although they have never dared to cause trouble in Yipintang for so many years, Yipintang still has some powerful guards to protect them.
After these guards surrounded Xia Yan, they did not take action. It seemed that they were just preventing Xia Yan from making any further moves.
"People from the Holy Mountain?"
"I don't see it. How could there be such a young person on the Holy Mountain?"
"Who says it's not the case? Look at him holding someone in his arms. He seems to be injured. If he is really a person from the Holy Mountain, how could he be injured?"
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The staff of Yipintang were all talking in low voices. They all thought that Xia Yan was so far away that they would not be able to hear him. Otherwise, they would not dare to talk casually. Even if they did not believe that Xia Yan was a person who came down from the holy mountain, they would not dare to say these words casually.
After a while, a burst of footsteps came from behind Yipintang. The staff member came over with a middle-aged man who was a little stout. This middle-aged man was the director of Yipintang. He only had acquired strength.
He is not a spiritual master. However, he obviously has special talents in business. Otherwise, he would not be able to become the director of Yipintang.
"Excuse me, who are you?"
After the manager appeared, he waved slightly to the guards who surrounded Xia Yan, and the guards took a few steps back. Then, the manager turned to Xia Yan with a smile and asked.
Just now the staff told him that there was a person who claimed to be from the Holy Mountain, so he hurriedly came out to take a look. If it was really someone from the Holy Mountain, he would not be offended. However, when he came out and saw that it was a young man, he felt in his heart
Then he became confused. He is the general manager of Yipintang. Every once in a while, he has to report to the Holy Emperor about the operation of Yipintang. He also has a certain understanding of Holy Mountain.
"My name is Xia Yan, and I just came down from the Holy Mountain!" Xia Yan glanced at the manager, nodded and said.
"Xia Yan?" The manager was startled, his mind turned, and he immediately thought of this name.
"It turns out to be Mr. Xia Yan!" The manager immediately bowed, bowed deeply to Xia Yan, and said extremely politely, with a smile on his face.
The surrounding guards and staff were all dumbstruck. The general manager of Yipintang, even those from the five major powers, had to give enough face. But today, it was unbelievable to see the general manager being so respectful to a young man.
"Stop talking so much. This friend of mine is seriously injured and now needs the Soul-Reviving Pill for treatment. If Yipintang has the Soul-Reviving Pill in stock, bring it out immediately and I'll buy it!" Xia Yan spoke faster and said to the manager.
"Okay, that's no problem at all. Go and get a soul-reviving pill from the warehouse, quickly!" The supervisor pointed at a staff member and said in a stern tone, then looked at Xia Yan with a smile and said to Xia Yan
He stretched out his hand and said respectfully, "Sir, please sit down for a while. The soul-reviving pill will be brought over soon."