In the blink of an eye, more and more cultivators were watching outside the shop.
When two young girls wearing veils were passing by the shop, one of the shorter girls suddenly stopped, stared into the shop, and then said:
"This... this is the aura of the young prince! The young prince has actually come to the Ditian Mountain?"
The beautiful woman who opened her mouth was An Yinhe, and the woman beside her was An Rujing who had taken away Gongye Menglan, the head of the Shenxiang Sect.
Naturally, An Rujing had already sensed Han Jiulin's aura, and used the Holy Spirit's aura to cover up her own and An Yinhe's auras in advance.
It has been more than two years since An Rujing brought An Yinhe to the Ditian Divine Mountain to practice. She was originally a master of the fifth level of heaven. With the help of the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Ditian Divine Mountain, she has naturally succeeded in breaking through to the realm of heaven and earth.
Holy realm.
And An Rujing, like Song Yuchen, is also known as one of the two fairies of Ditian Mountain.
"Han Jiulin... I didn't expect that before I went to him to settle the score, he actually came to Ditian Mountain. It seems that this bad relationship really should be ended!"
Although An Rujing's voice was very beautiful, the coldness emanating from her words made people shudder.
"Sister, didn't you promise Yin He more than two years ago that you would not embarrass the young prince again?
Don’t the words you said count?”
After An Yinhe heard Anrujing's words, he looked at Anrujing with a pleading tone and said.
"Who said I was going to take action against this guy named Han?
But now that he has provoked these men and women of extraordinary background, I am afraid that today is the day when Han Jiulin will die!"
An Rujing glanced at An Yinhe and responded lightly.
"I will never let the young prince die here, I am going to help him!"
Just as An Yinhe was about to leave, An Rujing immediately restrained her body with a thought, making her unable to move at all.
With An Rujing's current cultivation level, no matter how hard An Yinhe struggled, he could not break free from this imprisonment...
Inside the shop, murderous aura filled the sky. Just when the swordsman with the huge sword was about to take action, the man in the golden robe stopped him and then said:
"Brother Zhao, how noble your status is, how can this mere servant be worthy of your instruction?"
The man with the giant sword stared at Han Jiulin, then gradually put away his murderous intent, looked at the man in the golden robe and said:
"Brother Zhao, how dare this guy be so disrespectful to you, how do you plan to deal with it?"
The man in the golden robe glanced sideways at Han Jiulin, and then said:
"Tell your master, this 'Spiritual Essence' was bought by me, Lin Xufeng. If your master has any objections, you can come to Qiongming Mansion to find me!"
The reason why Lin Xufeng said this was because the reputation of Qiongming Mansion was so well-known in Qiongguang City. He believed that as long as he told his origin, the young man in front of him would definitely understand what was going on.
And retreat.
However, something far beyond Lin Xufeng's expectation suddenly happened.
He only felt a strong breath suddenly hit his face, and then his body flew away lightly, and then landed heavily on the ground!
Lin Xufeng's talent is indeed extremely high, and his background in Qiongming Mansion is extremely extraordinary, but he forgot one thing.
After all, he is only a high-level alchemist, and his own cultivation level is still at the level of ninth-grade king.
He even had no idea that Han Jiulin, the young boy he could control easily, was actually a hidden master!
After the cultivators who came with Lin Xufeng reacted, the spiritual wood box had fallen into Han Jiulin's hands, and Lin Xufeng had already flown out of the shop and landed on the ground.
In fact, Han Jiulin did not have any murderous intention before taking action. Otherwise, given his combat power, Lin Xu Feng would have no bones left at this moment just with his physical strength.
"How dare you hit me and steal my 'spiritual essence'? You're going to die today!"
The young masters and ladies who came with Lin Xufeng quickly helped him up, and then all looked at Han Jiulin, with murderous intent in their eyes.
"You are just a cultivator of the first level of Heavenly Path, but you actually dare to take action against Mr. Lin Xufeng of Qiongming Mansion. Boy, are you really impatient with life?"
The man with the giant sword on his back stared at Han Jiulin with a cold look on his face and said coldly.
Kou Xunzhan, who had never spoken at first, finally realized that something was wrong after seeing Han Jiulin attack Lin Xufeng with incredible speed, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "We are cultivators of Tianxuan Sect. Don't bully us."
Too many people!"
Kou Xunzhan thought that since Han Jiulin was also a high-level alchemist, the combat power he could exert must not be as good as that of a realm cultivator, not to mention that Han Jiulin was only a cultivator of the first level of Heavenly Path.
It was inevitable that Han Jiulin made a mistake, so Kou Xunzhan naturally had no choice but to report his identity.
"What about Tianxuanmen?
Even if I, Zhao Jiyuan, kill this kid today, can your Tianxuan Sect still pursue him to the end?"
As the man carrying the giant sword spoke, he slowly approached Kou Xunzhan and Han Jiulin, and a huge pressure erupted from his body.
Even with Kou Xunzhan's cultivation level reaching the third level of Heavenly Path, he could not help but take several steps back under his pressure.
This means that the cultivation of this man named Zhao Jiyuan is at least in the fourth level of heaven, and even a master in the fifth level of heaven!
But what surprised Kou Xunzhan the most was not Zhao Jiyuan's terrifying cultivation, but his name.
"Zhao Jiyuan?
Are you a descendant of the ‘Zhao Clan’ among the three ancient families of the Qiongling Empire?”
Kou Xunzhan looked at Zhao Jiyuan with wide eyes and couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
Zhao Jiyuan snorted coldly, and then said: "Now that you know my identity, why don't you get out of here! If I don't kill this boy today, my name, Zhao Jiyuan, will be pronounced backwards!"
The Zhao clan is one of the three ancient clans with the deepest heritage in the Qiongling Empire, and has a close relationship with the Ditian Mountain.
The ancestors of the three ancient families in the Qiongling Empire are all high-level officials in the Emperor Tian Shenshan, so no one dares to provoke any of the descendants of these three ancient families.
That's why Kou Xunzhan was so afraid of Zhao Jiyuan.
But despite this, Kou Xunzhan did not flinch at all. Instead, he mustered up the courage to face Zhao Jiyuan directly and said:
"Although the Zhao clan is indeed extremely powerful, our Tianxuan Sect is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others!"
"Junior Brother Han not only possesses an extraordinary talent that is rare in three thousand years, but is also a super genius who is about to break through the shackles of the great alchemist. He... he is the disciple accepted by our deputy sect master!"