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Chapter 007 June Feixue, Is It Her?

"Shao etiquette."

Chu Tianchen nodded slightly.

Seeing that his tone was indifferent and there was no mood swing, Song Yan relaxed slightly and asked cautiously: "I wonder what your orders are?"

Chu Tianchen didn't waste any time and asked directly: "What are the top elixirs or alchemy furnaces for alchemy in the branch?"

Song Yan answered truthfully: "Lord Qi, currently we have an imperial-grade medicine cauldron, a low-grade heavenly material and earthly treasure, and a seven-star purple night flower."

Chu Tianchen nodded and asked again: "Does the branch have close transactions and contacts with the Yao Clan?

If you send out invitations, how many important people from the Medicine Clan can come?"

Song Yan thought carefully before replying: "The Yao Clan has frequent transactions with this association, and the amounts are often large.

If you send invitations in the name of our association, the Yao clan will definitely attend the appointment.

If there is nothing important, we can probably invite three elders.

If there is something urgent, in addition to a few elders, the head of the Medicine Clan may also come."

Chu Tianchen knew it well and ordered in a deep voice: "Then hold an auction, take out the Seven-Star Purple Night Flower, and send an invitation to the Shi Clan."

"Ah?" Song Yan was stunned at that time, with a very embarrassed expression.

"Sir, if the Medicine Clan learns this news, the head of the family will definitely bring several elders here, and they will even be sure to get the Seven-Star Purple Night Flower.

But the seven-star purple night flower is the treasure of our association, and we cannot sell it no matter how much it costs!

This subordinate is so bold, may I ask your lord why..."

Before Song Yan could finish speaking, Chu Tianchen raised his hand and threw the Zijin Ling in front of him, and asked in a cold tone: "Do you have any objections?"

Song Yan held the Purple Gold Order, carefully observed it, and after confirming that it was correct, he saluted and apologized with fear.

"My lord, please calm down. I will never dare to have any objections. I will send someone to deal with it immediately!"

As long as your Majesty gives the order, let alone the auction of the Seven-Star Purple Night Flower, even if the association is immediately disbanded, my subordinates will carry it out without hesitation."

After saying that, he held the Purple Gold Order in both hands and returned it to Chu Tianchen respectfully.

Chu Tianchen put away the Purple Gold Order and ordered: "In addition, cut off all transactions with the Chu family and never provide the Chu family with any resources!"

"Ah? This..."

Song Yan was stunned again, and said with a helpless smile: "Sir, among the five holy places in the Qianchuan Ancient Territory, the Chu family has the closest trading relationship with this association.

In fact, our association has always followed the instructions of the president and taken care of and supported the Chu family.

Now the sudden cessation of transactions and contacts will not only cause the Chu family to rebound, but the association will also suffer huge losses..."

Chu Tianchen looked at Song Yan with sharp eyes and said coldly: "If you are unwilling to implement it, then abdicate immediately and change to another branch president!"

Song Yan's expression changed and he broke into a cold sweat. He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy.

"My lord, please calm down! This subordinate was confused for a moment and spoke without restraint. I hope you will forgive me and show mercy!"

Although Song Yan holds a high position, his dignity and status are comparable to those of the family heads of major holy places.

But his fate and future were all in Chu Tianchen's hands, so how could he dare to say no?

"Bang bang bang..."

The dull banging sounds continued, and Song Yan kowtowed more than a dozen times.

After he smashed the floor and his forehead started to bleed, Chu Tianchen raised his hand to stop him.

"Okay, execute the order immediately without making any mistakes.

I'll give you a quarter of an hour, I'm waiting for you to come back."

Song Yan felt like he was being pardoned, and he quickly bowed his thanks and exited the secret room.

The secret room became quiet, and Chu Tianchen drank the spiritual tea slowly.

In just half a quarter of an hour, Song Yan left and came back, rushing back to recover.

"Lord Qi, my subordinates have already released the news about the auction of the Seven-Star Purple Night Flower, and sent a message to the head of the Shi Clan.

The head of the Yao clan was quite excited and excited when he heard the news.

He immediately led four elders to attend the auction and is expected to arrive at Tianwu City in two days."

"Yeah." Chu Tianchen nodded slightly and warned again.

"Then set the auction for five days and try your best to hold off the family heads and elders of the Medicine Clan."

"I obey my orders!"

Song Yan learned the lesson this time and agreed without hesitation without asking the reason.

Chu Tianchen stopped lingering, got up and walked out of the secret room, leaving the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.

"There are too many strong men in the Medicine Clan. They can attract the head of the Medicine Clan and the four elders to Tianwu City. My chances of sneaking into the Medicine Clan to save people have also been greatly improved."

There is no doubt that this is another trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Although, the Tianwu City branch has to pay a huge price for this.

But Chu Tianchen didn't care.

As long as he could save Chu Xiner and make a huge sacrifice, he would not frown.



After leaving Tianwu City, Chu Tianchen flew with his sword again and quickly rushed to the Yao Clan.

The Yao Clan is located in the southwest of the Qianchuan Ancient Territory, thirty thousand miles away from Tianwu City.

With Chu Tianchen Yujian's speed, it only takes three days to arrive.

Soon, several hours passed.

Chu Tianchen, trailing a trail of blood-red tail flames behind him, was flying over a lofty mountain with his sword.

Suddenly, heavy snow fell in the sky ahead, and a biting cold wind blew in.

"The sun is shining brightly, but the snow is falling in June?"

Chu Tianchen frowned and looked at the mountains a hundred miles away.

I saw that the sky above the mountains was flashing with colorful spiritual lights, and shock waves continued to erupt in circles.

A poisonous dragon that was ten feet long and covered with dark green scales was circling and flying in the sky.

It had four broad wings, stretched out its huge claws, and continuously sprayed out poisonous flames all over the sky, attacking a girl wearing an aqua blue dress.

Compared with the huge four-winged poisonous dragon, the girl looked extremely small.

Just like a small boat in the huge waves, it may be swallowed at any time.

Although, the four-winged poisonous dragon is very powerful, it roars repeatedly when it attacks violently, and its ferocious power is overwhelming.

But the girl in the blue dress was not afraid, and kept releasing sword lights and icicles all over the sky, fighting with the four-winged poisonous dragon.

Seeing a fight ahead, Chu Tianchen prepared to go around and avoid it.

However, a clear and sweet sound like a silver bell came from a hundred miles away and rang in his ears.

"I am Luo Qingxue, the saint of Luoshen Mountain. I was attacked by a monster. I beg you to help me. Qingxue is grateful!"

Obviously, the girl in the blue skirt also saw Chu Tianchen, so she used her magical power of 'sound transmission from thousands of miles' to ask for help from him.

The so-called magical power realm means that one's strength is profound and the supernatural power is vast.

He has the means and abilities to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, retrieve objects from the air, transmit sounds thousands of miles, and be invulnerable to water and fire.

Thousand-mile voice transmission is just one of the many methods used by those who are powerful in the magical power realm.

"Luo Qingxue?" Chu Tianchen raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, after just five years of not seeing each other, that little girl turned out to be the saint of Luoshen Mountain.

No wonder the sun is as scorching as fire, but there is ice and snow all over the sky, covering hundreds of miles in radius."

While muttering to himself, memories from five years ago emerged in Chu Tianchen's mind.

When he was thirteen years old, he went to Luoshen Mountain to attend Luo Qingxue's father's birthday party.

It was the first time he saw her in the snow valley of Luoshen Mountain, and it was also snowing heavily at that time.

She was wearing an ice blue dress and dancing in the snow with her bare feet.

That light figure is like a snow elf, bringing a touch of vividness to the silent snow scene.

Luo Qingxue was born with an ice spirit body and had the ability to control ice and snow since she was a child.

At that time, Luo Qingxue was very happy to show him the ability of 'Flying Snow on a Sunny Day'.

Memories flashed through his mind, and Chu Tianchen immediately flew to the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisonous Insects, a hundred miles away.

When he was still thirty miles away from the canyon, he saw clearly the situation in the canyon.

There are cliffs thousands of feet high on both sides of the canyon. The trees in the canyon are towering and poisonous miasma is rampant.

On the rugged land, a forest with towering ancient trees has long been turned into ruins.

The ruins filled with deep pits and ravines were littered with the corpses of countless poisonous monsters and warriors.

There were about thirty warrior corpses, all wearing the clothes and accessories of Luoshen Mountain disciples, and their death conditions were miserable.

In the sky above the Ten Thousand Poisonous Insect Valley.

A girl about seventeen years old was waving her sword vigorously and fighting a fierce battle with a four-winged poisonous dragon.

The girl is none other than Luo Qingxue.

She was tall and slim, her beautiful face was stained with blood, and her expression was a little solemn.

She possesses the seventh level of magical power. When she fought back with all her strength against the four-winged poisonous dragon, she not only made the wind and snow dance wildly for hundreds of miles around, but also cast a spell to condense four ice crystal luan birds.

She even manipulated hundreds of ice crystal sword lights to form a huge sword net to surround the four-winged poisonous dragon.

However, that four-winged poisonous dragon is a low-level king-level monster, with the strength at the pinnacle of the magical power realm!

Not only does it have invulnerable dragon scale body protection, but it also has the power to cut mountains and cut rivers.

Its whole body was glowing with dark green poisonous flames, its aura was extremely violent, and it was obviously about to break through to the princely realm.

The glittering ice crystal sword net could not stop it at all, and was torn to pieces by its sharp claws in an instant.

"hold head high!"

After breaking through the siege of the sword net, the four-winged poisonous dragon roared, opened its bloody mouth again, and spurted out several pillars of dark green fire.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

In a series of loud noises, the four ice-crystal Luan birds were defeated by the pillar of fire and turned into countless ice-crystal shards, scattering across the sky.

After clearing the obstacles in front of him, the four-winged poisonous dragon roared with teeth and claws, and rushed towards Luo Qingxue with murderous intent.

Luo Qingxue had no time to dodge, so she could only cast the spell with all her strength, condensing an ice crystal shield.

"Boom!"

As an earth-shaking loud noise was heard, the ice crystal shield was blasted into pieces.

Luo Qingxue was also blown away and fell a hundred feet away.

Watching, the four-winged poisonous dragon took advantage of the victory and pursued it, swung its giant claw again, and was about to hit Luo Qingxue.

At this moment, Chu Tianchen, who was twenty miles away, decisively used his sword control skills.

"The control of the soul, the sword of the heart!"

"kill!"

As Chu Tianchen roared angrily, the God-killing Sword turned into a three-foot-long giant sword with surging blood and flames, piercing the sky like lightning.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, the God-killing Sword crossed a distance of twenty miles, and struck the four-winged poisonous dragon with a force that opened up the world.

"Ouch..."

The four-winged poisonous dragon was chopped away, its huge tail was cut off, green blood splashed all over the sky, and it let out a shrill scream.

Before it could stabilize its figure, the God-killing Sword appeared above its head again and slashed down hard.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

A bloody sword light lit up, like a billowing wave of blood, covering the four-winged poisonous dragon.

It had almost no power to fight back. In the blink of an eye, it was hit by four swords and had its four wings cut off.

Dark green blood fell like a downpour.


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