The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

Boom boom boom!

A knock on the door interrupted Zhang Chentian's thoughts. He swallowed the spiritual fruit in his mouth, cleared his throat, and said, "Come in!"

The door was gently pushed open and Yan'er walked in with light steps.

She bowed to Zhang Chentian, then handed him a storage bag and said respectfully:

"Mr. Zhang, according to our previous agreement, after deducting the spirit stones needed for the Ice Soul Jade Hairpin, you still have 35,250 spirit stones left. Please take a look."

Zhang Chentian took the storage bag, smiled and shook his head, indicating that there was no need to order anymore.

He had full confidence in the credibility of Tianya Pavilion and did not want to waste time counting these spirit stones.

"Thank you very much for your trust, Mr. Zhang." Yan'er said gratefully with a faint smile on her face.

She bowed slightly, inadvertently revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, which made people's heart beat faster.

However, Zhang Chentian didn't feel much about it.

Although Yan'er is quite pretty, she is far inferior to Xia Aoxue in terms of appearance, figure and temperament.

“Please tell Brother Zhan that I have other things to attend to and I will not be able to attend the next two auctions.

"I'll come back to have tea and chat with him some other day when I'm free," Zhang Chentian said calmly. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to leave the room.

"I will convey Mr. Zhang's words to the shopkeeper without missing a word. Please rest assured." Yan'er replied respectfully.

Zhang Chentian nodded slightly to show his satisfaction, then picked up a second-level spiritual fruit and put it in his mouth to taste it.

Then, while chewing the spiritual fruit, he walked out the door leisurely.

Seeing this, Yan'er hurriedly caught up with Zhang Chentian's footsteps and followed him closely.

The two of them walked through the hall of Tianya Pavilion together, and Yan'er stopped only when they reached the gate of Tianya Pavilion.

The last two items of this small auction were a precious sixth-level monster egg and a half-step earth-level martial arts technique.

However, these did not have much appeal and value to Zhang Chentian.

Therefore, he didn't want to waste any more time in this place.

After leaving Tianya Pavilion, Zhang Chentian set out for Linghua Island without hesitation.

In fact, there are caravan flying boats in Qingxiao City heading to the Linyue Dynasty, but unfortunately, most of these flying boats are of yellow grade quality, and the flying speed is so slow that it is unbearable.

With this in mind, Zhang Chentian decided to fly by his own power to save time and reach his destination as quickly as possible.

As for those Xuan-grade flying boats, they are almost the lifeblood of those fourth-grade and fifth-grade forces. Normally, they would never be willing to show them to others.

The Xuan-level flying boat is also one of Zhang Chentian’s goals for this trip. Unfortunately, Tianya Pavilion does not currently sell such treasures.

"Bingyun, Bingyi, come out and play." As he finished speaking, a platinum-colored tiger with wings and a black ice holy dragon emitting an icy aura appeared in front of Zhang Chentian.

As soon as the two beasts appeared, they circled around Zhang Chentian happily for a few times, with a hint of grievance in their eyes.

“Alright, alright, I’m not keeping you in the Nine Profound Star Tower to trap you, but in the hope that you can grow and progress faster.

You must understand that only when you are strong enough can you earn the respect of others and be free to do what you want, right?" Zhang Chentian said softly, gently stroking the heads of the two beasts.

The two beasts obviously understood what their boss said and nodded, indicating that they understood and accepted this fact.

"Hahaha, as long as you understand." Zhang Chentian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

He patted Bingyun's head, then jumped lightly onto Bingyun's back and sat down leisurely.

"Let's go back to Linghua Island." He waved his hand, motioning Bingyi to come over, but completely ignored Bingyun's eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

"Bingyi, it's better for you to disguise yourself as the Black Ice Snake. Although there are not many powerful cultivators in this area, if that old monster who likes to travel around takes a fancy to you, I, your boss, can't stop him." Zhang Chentian turned his head to look at Bingyi who was coiled on Bingyun's head, and deliberately pretended to be serious and threatened him.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Chentian's words, Bing Yi's originally mighty Xuanbing Holy Dragon body quickly shrank, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an ordinary third-stage Xuanbing Snake.

That’s right, it’s the middle stage of the third stage! Bing Yi successfully broke through to the middle stage of the third stage while cultivating in the Jiuxuan Star Tower.

It was for this reason that Zhang Chentian deliberately let it out to get some fresh air.

In this way, the man and two beasts continued to fly forward. When they flew to a small island, they stopped and prepared to rest, but they heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from not far away.

"You dare to steal things from my Fengyin Sect? You are simply courting death! Chase him quickly, we must not let that kid escape!" As this angry shout rang out, more than 20 cultivators who had reached the Danhua realm immediately rushed towards the direction where the young man fled.

They used various spells and magic weapons to try to stop the young man from escaping.

However, the young man cleverly avoided every attack with his agile body and sharp reflexes.

"Hmph, you hypocritical fellows, if you really want to steal my inheritance, then just say it openly. Why fabricate those baseless charges? Wind and Rain Sword Technique—Wild Wind Strangulation!"

After successfully avoiding the last attack, the young man suddenly jumped up and hovered in the air.

The green sword in his hand suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and the originally clear sky instantly became gloomy, with howling winds and heavy rain pouring down.

Immediately afterwards, countless green sword blades slashed towards the direction like a torrential rain, with a majestic and frightening momentum.

"What a trivial trick! Wind Shield! Defend!" Seeing the green sword blade attacking from the air, the middle-aged man who had just given the order raised his mouth slightly with a look of disdain. He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered:

"Element of wind, obey my command, condense into a shield, and protect me!"

As his spell sounded, the surrounding air began to fluctuate violently, and countless tiny whirlwinds gathered from all directions, forming a huge green barrier, like an indestructible city wall.

The green sword blade hit the wind shield hard, making a crisp sound, but it could not break through this layer of defense.

The middle-aged man looked at the scene before him, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. He secretly said to himself, "You think you can hurt me with this level of attack? It's ridiculous!"

The young man was not only seriously injured at this time, but his spiritual power was also exhausted. His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his body was shaky. It was obvious that he had no strength to fight anymore.

"Boy, hand over the inheritance of the Wind King, and I might spare your life! Otherwise... humph!" The middle-aged man's voice was cold and ruthless, full of threats.

The young man raised his head with difficulty, looked at the middle-aged man with a determined gaze, and said through gritted teeth: "If you want the Wind King's inheritance, you have to step over my dead body!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and he sneered:

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" After saying that, he flashed and rushed towards the young man like a ghost. He was so fast that he arrived in front of the young man in the blink of an eye.

The young man opened his eyes wide and tried to resist, but his body was no longer under his control.

The middle-aged man kicked the young man in the chest and kicked him away.

The young man's figure was like a kite with a broken string. It drew an arc in the air and crashed heavily into a huge tree with a dull sound.

"Cough! Puff!" The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face became paler, and his eyes revealed despair and unwillingness.