Fairy bestows immortality

Who could approach him silently without him noticing?

Upon closer inspection, one immediately sees a woman dressed in black with slightly disheveled hair.

He was speechless for a moment.

"Chuan Yao, are you really at Ruoshui Ridge?"

If it were Chuan Yao, then An Qingyu calmed down.

Although he was at the ninth level of the Qi Sea realm, Chuan Yao's strength might not be weaker than hers, and might even be stronger than his...

Chuan Yao frowned and snapped, "I'm asking you a question! Where are those two people?"

An Qingyu felt somewhat helpless. Even though they knew each other, Chuan Yao still had a cold demeanor and showed no emotion whatsoever.

He replied, "You mean Fellow Daoist Su and that fat Fellow Daoist? They've already left, and they're probably almost out of Weak Water Ridge by now."

After hearing this, Chuan Yao slowly clenched her fair hand and asked nervously, "Did Su Yun say anything to you?"

An Qingyu nodded and said, "I told you."

"said?"

Chuan Yao's face immediately turned pale, and her voice rose an octave.

An Qingyu said, "He said you two had a minor disagreement, but he didn't say anything specific. However, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Hearing this, Chuan Yao relaxed a little.

Thankfully, this guy didn't go around telling everyone...

Otherwise, I'll definitely tear his mouth apart!

An Qingyu looked at her and said, "Chuan Yao, I don't think Brother Su is a bad person. If it's just a minor conflict, we might as well let it go."

However, Chuan Yao coldly shouted, "Shut up!"

"This is none of your business!"

One sentence left An Qingyu speechless.

Then, he shook his head with a helpless smile.

Chuan Yao remained as aloof as ever, even more willful than her senior sisters.

Otherwise, the other chief disciples would have been mostly inside the Taiqing Dao Dojo, while she had been wandering around outside.

Chuan Yao raised her head, her dark, gem-like eyes fixed on the distance, and slowly said, "You, surnamed Su, just you wait."

……

Su Yun and the fat cultivator left Weak Water Ridge and, after a long journey, finally returned to Purple Flame Heavenly City.

"The screening has become stricter?"

From afar, he could see the massive city gate of Purple Flame Heavenly City.

The cultivators of Feathered Valley were checking each and every one of the cultivators entering and leaving, but their target was still him.

"I'm not giving up."

He frowned and snorted coldly, originally thinking that things should get better after these days.

Unexpectedly, the investigation in Yuhua Valley has become even stricter. It seems that the old man in white and gray has a really good relationship with the Pavilion Master of Yuhua Valley!

However, his appearance had changed, and he was not worried about being discovered. He calmly entered the Purple Flame Heavenly City with the fat cultivator.

Inside the city, Su Yun asked, "Fatty, can you find the black market in Purple Flame Heaven City?"

The fat monk said directly, "That's easy, of course. What do you want to do?"

Su Yun took out a storage ring and handed it to him, saying, "Take these things and sell them. The resources will be divided equally later."

"What is it?"

The fat cultivator took the storage ring, probed it with his divine sense, and was immediately shocked.

Inside, most of the items were royal artifacts, and most of them were high-level!

And there are other treasures as well.

So many treasures?

Su Yun transmitted his thoughts through divine sense: "They were all obtained from cultivators in Feather Transformation Valley and Yellow Cloud Pavilion. They all bear the imprint of their forces that cannot be removed, so they can only be sold secretly. Only the black market dares to buy them."

It's common for cultivators from these second-rate forces to possess royal artifacts.

He even estimated that An Qingyu possessed a sacred weapon above the King level!

Not to mention Chuan Yao, the woman in black...

The fat monk nodded and said, "Alright, then I'll find an opportunity to sell them."

Then, he transmitted his thoughts telepathically: "Didn't you get the Qiyang Grass? How many did you get? Share some with me!"

Su Yun glanced at him sideways, somewhat disdainfully.

"You're not satisfied with just half of these resources? You still want Qiyang Grass? Don't be too greedy."

The fat cultivator glared and said, "I'm taking the risk of being discovered by Feather Valley and Yellow Cloud Pavilion. I deserve half of the resources from selling these things. Do you expect me to work for you for nothing?"