The Bingwu Villa was huge. It was built with a huge mountain as its foundation.
Looking at the crowd, Ye Fanchen wondered what the Bingwu Villa was trying to do.
There were at least 8,000 people here, and most of them were in the Chaotic Realm. If Ye Fanchen had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have known that there were so many experts gathered in one place.
Among the crowd, there were people guessing how powerful the supreme martial skill would be. There were also people fantasizing about what they would do after obtaining it.
Ye Fanchen, who was walking by, frowned when he heard their words. He had never underestimated the Bingwu Villa. Ye Fanchen did not need to think to know that there were Purple Mansion Realm cultivators here since they were rich and had been passed down for more than 8,000 years.
Money moved people's hearts. Without enough strength, the Bingwu Villa would have been destroyed long ago.
Now, even they had to take out a supreme martial skill to ask for help. Anyone with a brain would know that this mission was not simple.
Of course, Ye Fanchen did not think that these people were fools. They knew that this mission would be very dangerous, but they deliberately ignored this place because of their advantage in numbers.
In their opinion, 10,000 Primal Chaos Realm cultivators should be able to easily deal with even a Yao King …
It had been more than two hours since Ye Fanchen had entered the Bingwu Villa. The sky was already dark, but no one else from the Bingwu Villa had shown up except for the Yuan Opening Realm elders who had shown up earlier.
Moreover, even those few old men had disappeared without a trace after inviting Ye Fan Chen in.
As time passed, more and more people began to make a ruckus. Warriors were never people who knew their place. Just as some people were making a ruckus, a middle-aged man slowly flew out of the Martial Soldier Hall of the Martial Soldier Villa.
"Silence …!"
The middle-aged man said calmly.
However, although this voice sounded calm, it was like thunder on the ground, instantly exploding in everyone's ears.
"Words of Law, late stage Violet Palace Realm!"
Upon hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Ye Fanchen's eyes instantly narrowed. He knew that there must be a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator in the Bingwu Villa, but he did not expect it to be a late-stage Purple Mansion Realm cultivator.
The Purple Palace Realm was not some cabbage that could be found anywhere. Now that he thought about it, even when Ye Fanchen was at his peak 10,000 years ago, Purple Palace Realm cultivators were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. At the very least, Ye Fanchen had only heard of them and never seen them.
No matter if it was in this life or his previous life, the first Violet Palace Realm cultivator that Ye Fanchen encountered was Tao Wuwei, and the strength that Tao Wuwei displayed was absolutely worthy of his level.
Tao Wuwei's divine pressure had directly suppressed all the Initial Yuan Realm experts of the Snow Land, making them unable to raise their heads. Even Liu Chengfeng, who came out of the Abyss and demonized, was on par with him.
Moreover, Ye Fanchen believed that if Tao Wuwei was really ruthless, even Liu Chengfeng would not be his match. After all, Liu Chengfeng had forced the old emperor, who had broken into the Supreme Realm, to perish together with him.
"Ahem, thank you all for coming to help the Bingwu Villa at this critical moment. Just now, I was really busy, so I neglected you all. Now, I'll invite you all to have a meal first. Then, I'll ask you all to choose a few representatives, and we'll directly negotiate with them about the mission."
As the middle-aged man's words fell, many people walked over with big pots that emitted extraordinary splendor. Although the pots were made of fine iron, the things inside were the real source of light.
Even Ye Fanchen could not help but sigh when he saw the things inside the pot. "What a big deal."
Dragonbloom Rice was already a spiritual ingredient. It was an immortal treasure that ordinary people might not be able to afford in their lifetime. However, the Bingwu Villa was using it to make porridge, and there were even more precious spiritual ingredients in the porridge.
Passion Fruit, Saintess Fruit, Buddha Fruit, and so on. These things were all top-notch supplements under normal circumstances. Now that they were all used to cook porridge, the porridge in the pot …
There had to be a reason for this abnormality. Ye Fanchen did not believe that someone would casually take out such immortal treasures to treat everyone.
After all, there were not just one or two people here, but tens of thousands of people. How many treasures would be needed to make this?
The people present had already been blinded by greed. Looking at the porridge in the pot in front of them, especially after hearing the middle-aged man say that these things were to reward them, all of them rushed up like crazy.
On the other side, Ye Fanchen watched coldly as the people rushed forward. At this moment, they no longer had the demeanor of a Chaotic Realm expert. They all looked like beggars on the street who had not eaten for a few days …
Of course, it was not that they did not have any doubts. However, after seeing the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations coming from the other people after drinking the multicolored porridge, who could resist this temptation?
Although there was quite a lot of porridge, it could not hold up against so many people. It did not take long for all the porridge to be emptied out. When Ye Fanchen saw everyone sitting cross-legged on the spot to circulate their powers to digest the medicinal power, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"Could it be that these guys from the Bingwu Villa …"
After thinking about this possibility, Ye Fanchen could no longer remain calm. He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was still floating in the air with a shocked expression.
Looking at the people sitting cross-legged on the ground, the middle-aged man in the air smiled. Everything was going according to plan. All that was left was to wait for the time to come.
The middle-aged man disappeared, and the people sitting cross-legged on the ground were still immersed in the joy of the surge of spiritual energy.
Ye Fanchen shot them a pitiful look before disappearing from where he stood.
After successfully unloading the goods, the manager of the caravan led everyone back to the town in high spirits.
Because of the manager's explanation, the caravan received an extra generous reward.
A total of ten top-grade spirit stones. This was the first time the caravan had been so generous since its establishment. When the caravan passed by a small forest, the dense smell of blood made everyone shiver.
People had died here, and there were quite a few of them.
The manager of the caravan immediately ordered everyone to leave the small forest and return to the Bingwu Villa.
"Haha, this caravan is not bad. They are quite vigilant, but they don't have any experts. Otherwise, they would be the only trouble tonight."
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