The people from the Elder Pavilion distributed Ye Qinghuan's elixir, one bottle to each disciple. The disciples quickly opened the bottle, put it under their noses and smelled it, and their faces suddenly showed a look of surprise.
This Dan Master Ye is really a peerless genius in alchemy. The power of this elixir is so powerful. With the help of this elixir, he will definitely be able to make a breakthrough in his cultivation in the near future.
"Ye Qinghuan, have you already refined the elixir? We're not going to provide the medicinal materials and then wait for you to come out of the Lingtan..." the old man in gray asked in surprise.
"I have nothing to do, so I will refine these elixirs by the way." Ye Qinghuan shook his head and said. He wanted to teach Meng Wenxue how to refine elixirs, so he refined these elixirs by the way.
The old man in gray was speechless. Ye Qinghuan's tone was as if he had eaten a mouthful of rice. This was a hundred bottles of elixir, how could it be so easy to refine.
Even if the master of Yaowang Sect made it himself, it would still take several months of work, but Ye Qinghuan actually finished it in two days, and several elders knew that Ye Qinghuan used ordinary medicinal materials in the world.
"Let's do this. You tell me the value of these medicinal herbs, and our Elder Pavilion will pay you the money." The old man in gray said. Although their Elder Pavilion does not involve themselves in the world, they still have money.
"No, it's just a few million dollars. Take me to Lingtan quickly." Ye Qinghuan was not in the mood to care about this. His thoughts were all on Lingtan.
The other warriors were shocked when they heard Ye Qinghuan's words. The cost of refining such an elixir was only a few million?
In other words, the cost of a bottle of elixir is only tens of thousands of yuan?
As a warrior, which one of these people does not have a net worth of tens of millions? Millions are nothing to them, let alone Ye Qinghuan.
If Ye Qinghuan wants to sell these elixirs, he will make money faster than a money printing machine. This is so powerful.
If anyone could follow this young man, wouldn't it mean that he would be taking a steady stream of pills? It seems that there is a reason why Ye Qinghuan is so powerful and the people following him are also geniuses.
The old man in gray didn't insist anymore. Millions were nothing to them. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to Lingtan now."
"Wait a moment!"
At this time, a loud voice rang out, and a middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties and wearing a white robe strode out.
He was dressed in flowing white clothes and held a thin sword in his hand. Although he was old, he looked very elegant, and you could tell at a glance that he was an expert in swordsmanship.
"Mr. Ye Qinghuan, I am the sect leader of Baili Sect, Ximen Ao!" The middle-aged swordsman introduced himself to Ye Qinghuan with his hands raised.
Next to him was Yin Ziming, the proud disciple of Baili Sect. Yin Ziming's injury was not serious and he was almost healed now. He stood next to Ximen Ao with a strange look on his face.
Ye Qinghuan frowned slightly. He didn't know what this man was going to do. He just wanted to enter the Lingtan and was not in the mood to deal with these messy things.
"What are you doing?" Ye Qinghuan said impatiently.
"Mr. Ye Qinghuan, I don't mean to offend, but I have the same thing. Have you forgotten to return it to me, Baili Zong?" Ximen Ao stared at Ye Qinghuan and said politely.
"Something?" Ye Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then understood, "That's what you're talking about, right?"
As soon as Ye Qinghuan finished speaking, his flying sword flew out instantly, making everyone extremely surprised. They couldn't figure out where Ye Qinghuan took out these things.
Seeing Ye Qinghuan's flying sword floating in the air, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Ximen Ao's eyes. The power of this sword was far beyond his imagination. It could actually fly. This was no longer a good sword, but a divine weapon.
It is a divine weapon that does not exist even in the ancient world.
"Yes, it's this sword. You used it to kill the Japanese swordsman before. I won't say whether it's right or wrong. It's just that you borrowed this sword. Shouldn't you return it to my disciple Yin Ziming now?"
Ximen Ao stared at Ye Qinghuan and said, excitement flashed in his eyes. He had studied this sword before and found no flying function.
He was originally attracted to this sword, but because it was his apprentice, he couldn't keep it as his own. If he had known that this sword could actually fly, he would have kept it in his hands.
"No!" Ye Qinghuan said directly.
Ximen Ao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ye Qinghuan's answer to be so direct. He just didn't say anything back, which was too much.
"Ye Qinghuan, do you think you have gone too far? This is the property of our Baili Sect. We kindly lent it to you. Shouldn't you return it now? There are so many warriors from Jiangdong here, do you still want to snatch it away?
"
Ximen Ao suddenly said angrily. His words were very clever. He classified himself among the warriors of Jiangdong. This instantly turned into a conflict between Ye Qinghuan and the warriors of Jiangdong.
Everyone knew that Ye Qinghuan took the sword directly. The sword flew directly into Ye Qinghuan's hand as soon as he said "Sword comes". It was not lent to Ye Qinghuan by Yin Ziming at all.
However, they also believed that Ye Qinghuan should return the sword. After all, it was such a precious thing, and it was an opportunity for Yin Zi to become a big success tomorrow. They could not just snatch it away just because Ye Qinghuan was so powerful. This would be too disrespectful to the warriors from Jiangdong.
"Okay, I just robbed it. Whatever you want, if you want to fight, just come." Ye Qinghuan said directly. Of course he heard the mystery in Ximen Ao's words, but he didn't care at all.
Ximen Ao's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect that Ye Qinghuan was so rampant and didn't take him seriously at all. There were several elders from the Elder Pavilion here. Plus he, Ximen Ao, no matter how powerful Ye Qinghuan was, he would never be...
opponent.
Ximen Ao's face was cold, and the anger in his eyes was beating. At this time, Yin Ziming stood up and said: "Master, since Brother Ye is so destined to this sword, and it was only through Brother Ye that this sword was able to shine, why not give it to him?"
Give this sword to Brother Ye. Anyway, I already have the Spirit Snake Sword given to me by the sect’s grandmaster, so I don’t really need this sword anymore.”
Although Yin Ziming felt a little reluctant, he still spoke frankly.
Ye Qinghuan's eyes also glanced at the sword in Yin Ziming's hand. Is this the sword that the champion of the sect competition won? It is really rubbish and cannot be compared with his flying sword, but among these ordinary warriors, it should be regarded as the best.
It's a sword.
Ye Qinghuan could see it, and other warriors could naturally see it too. There was no comparison between this spiritual snake sword and the divine weapon in Ye Qinghuan's hand. Many people admired in their hearts that Yin Ziming was indeed a gentleman, and he was magnanimous. At this time, he could actually give up.