Master Wen was stunned for a moment, then became furious: "How dare you! How dare you scold me!"
Everyone in the Shen family suddenly stood up, looked at Ye Xinghe angrily, and cursed loudly.
"Little bastard, what do you mean? You're tired of living, aren't you?"
"If Master Wen is blamed, I will chop off your head to apologize to Master Wen!"
Ye Xinghe smiled lightly: "How ignorant!"
"Can't you see that the secret technique of Mysterious Fire Melting Pill that he just used is all fake!"
"You, you spit on others!"
Master Wen shouted loudly, causing everyone to turn their heads and pay attention.
Suddenly, Master Wen frowned and secretly thought something was wrong.
But before he could speak, Ye Xinghe said loudly: "The real secret technique of Xuanhuo Dan-melting should be like this!"
After saying that, he activated the mysterious fire in his body and surged out!
One way, two ways, three ways...
Five rays of mysterious fire rose into the sky!
The billowing heat wave spread out, and everyone in the Shen family was shocked!
The heat wave hit, and many lowly disciples felt as if they were in a furnace and were in great pain!
The Shen family and elders all mobilized the Divine Gang, turning it into a mottled Divine Gang barrier to keep out the heat wave.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were full of horror!
Ye Xinghe brought his palms together, and five mysterious fires gathered together, condensing into a five-color fire ring that slowly rotated.
The fusion of the five fires is not Ye Xinghe's limit.
But, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?
"The five profound fires are perfectly integrated, how is this possible!"
Master Wen's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, he was hoarse from exhaustion and couldn't believe it.
Ye Xinghe glanced at him and sneered: "You are using your identity as a ninth-grade alchemist to cheat!"
"You don't deserve the name of an alchemist!"
This low shout was like thunder, striking Master Wen's heart hard.
He looked like a madman and roared: "You fart!"
"It has been more than thirty years since I, Wen Hongtao, broke through to the ninth level. No one in Fengdan City knows my name!"
"And you are just a young boy, I'm afraid you are not even a sixth-grade alchemist, so what right do you have to question me!"
Hearing this, Ye Xinghe sneered: "Open your eyes and see clearly what this is!"
He turned his palm over and the eighth-grade alchemist badge appeared in his hand.
Seeing this thing, everyone exclaimed again!
Master Wen's eyes widened and he roared: "Are you actually an eighth-grade alchemist?"
"How is it possible that such a young eighth-grade alchemist is still living in the five mysterious fires?"
Ye Xinghe chuckled and said: "When I just watched you fuse Dan Fire, it was enough to see that the foundation of your fire control technique is not stable."
"In this life, I will definitely stop at the level of a ninth-grade alchemist, and there will be no further progress!"
Wen Hongtao's expression suddenly changed and he took three steps back.
What Ye Xinghe said was like a sharp knife, piercing into his heart.
No matter how angry he felt, he had no way to refute it.
"Enough!"
Shen Zhuyang shouted low, with an unhappy look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Both of you are distinguished guests of my Shen family, why are you so tit for tat?"
"I hope you two can show me some kindness and let's leave the matter for today, how about that?"
Wen Hongtao was worried about not being able to get down the stairs, so he snorted coldly: "You little bastard, for the sake of Master Shen, I will let you go!"
After that, he waved his sleeves angrily and strode away.
Looking at his leaving figure, Ye Xinghe smiled coldly and didn't bother to pay attention.
Shen Zhuyang smiled apologetically and said: "Master Ye, please don't take what happened today to your heart."
"Everyone here is a guest. Qing Xiao, please arrange for Mr. Ye to stay here."
Then, she led Ye Xinghe to the west side house and arranged a quiet courtyard to stay temporarily.
Shen Qing smiled sweetly and asked: "Master Ye, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, thank you for Miss Shen's trouble."
Ye Xinghe retracted his gaze, nodded and chuckled.
Shen Qingxiao waved his hand and said: "Young Master Ye has been very kind to me. There is no need to say thank you for this little thing."
"If anything happens in the future, just ask."
Hearing this, Ye Xinghe's eyes flashed with light and he said with a smile: "There is really something I need to trouble Miss Shen to clear up."
"I want to refine an elixir, but I still lack two spiritual herbs, Qingxuancao and Jinyuyangyanhua. I wonder if Miss Shen knows where to find them?"
Shen Qingxiao thought for a moment and responded: "There is a Zhenyu Pavilion in the center of Fengdan City, which contains various spiritual herbs."
"Perhaps the spiritual herbs Mr. Ye wants can be found there."
Ye Xinghe cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you very much, Miss Shen. I'll go take a look."
Shen Qingxiao's eyebrows lit up and he said quickly: "Master Ye, I can send someone to get it back for you."
"No need to bother."
Ye Xinghe shook his head slightly and said: "I have to see the spiritual grass in person."
"I'll go right away. Miss Shen, please rest as soon as possible."
After saying that, he cupped his hands, turned around and walked out of Shen's house, heading straight for Zhenyu Pavilion.
In Fengdan City, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, making it very lively.
After burning the incense, Ye Xinghe looked up in front of a vermilion two-story attic.
I saw a plaque reading "Zhenyu Pavilion" hanging above the main entrance of the pavilion, and there was a lot of people inside.
"This is Zhenyu Pavilion?"
After Ye Xinghe looked at it for a while, he smiled and said: "Although it is not big, it is rich and exquisite, and its interior decoration is luxurious."
"Maybe there is really something I want."
After saying that, he raised his legs and strode into it.
Just as Ye Xinghe stepped into Zhenyu Pavilion, a maid in blue came slowly.
The maid in blue bowed slightly and asked with a smile: "Excuse me, sir, what do you need?"
Ye Xinghe said calmly: "I want Qingxuan Grass and Golden Jade Yangyan Flower."
The maid's eyes were filled with surprise, and she smiled apologetically: "Someone has already arrived at the spiritual herb that the young master wants."
"Now, that young master is negotiating the price with the pavilion master."
Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Since it hasn't been sold yet, can you take me to see the pavilion master?"
The maid nodded lightly: "Master, please come with me."
After saying that, the maid took Ye Xinghe to the second floor of the attic and came to the door of the pavilion master's room.
After gently knocking the door, she pushed open the door and led Ye Xinghe inside.
In the room, a middle-aged man in red robe was smiling admiringly, saying something to the handsomely dressed young man in front of him.
Seeing the two people approaching, the middle-aged man in red robe frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "Xiaoyu, who asked you to come in?"
The maid Xiaoyu bowed apologetically and said: "Pavilion Master, please calm down, this young master also wants Qingxuan Grass and Golden Jade Yangyan Flower."
Hearing this, the Pavilion Master frowned even more and shouted angrily: "You bastard!"
"This is what Mr. Yang wants, how can he allow others to covet it! Let him get out!"
Xiaoyu's beautiful face turned pale, and she knelt down with a 'pop' sound.
"This humble servant didn't know that Young Master Yang was here in person, but I still ask for your forgiveness!"
At this time, Mr. Yang looked Xiaoyu up and down and smiled playfully: "For the sake of your good looks, I will give you a chance to redeem yourself!"
"As long as you serve me well tonight, as soon as I am happy, I will naturally let you go!"