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Although Broad Creed Mountain was a large clan with many businesses, raising such a big fella would still not be a problem. Moreover, Yan Zhaoge had now also obtained the right to prioritise the allocation of resources.
From Yan Zhaoge's point of view, he was very happy to be a local tycoon, spending money extravagantly.
However, after pondering for a moment, Yan Zhaoge thought of a material that, after being refined through a special method, could be used as food for this giant panda.
Moreover, this material had a high yield and a low price, and its effects were even better than ordinary ores and refined iron. It was a perfect example of good quality and cheap.
As for its name, Yan Zhaoge very mischievously prepared two alternative names.
One was called Pan-Pan.
The other was called Fat Tiger.
As for the latter plan, Yan Zhaoge's idea was to name his next pet Little Fu, and the next one, Big Xiong …
These were all Yan Zhaoge's vile interests due to boredom, but there was no need for outsiders to know about them.
"Tsk, only these two. Which one should I use? This is really a headache ah, "Yan Zhaoge was all smiles as he looked at the giant panda before him.
The extremely intelligent Pipi's huge body trembled slightly. It instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Yan Zhaoge chuckled as he patted his big head, before raising his head and gazing into the distance.
They were still on the small island. The area was limited, so it was not difficult to find the others.
Before Yan Zhaoge had even strode forward, his gaze sweeping the area as he saw a green-clothed figure in the distance currently walking over towards him.
The person who had come was the young female disciple from Turbid Wave Pavilion, Zhang Yao.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge and the huge yet docile and adorable giant panda beside him, the round-faced girl instantly relaxed.
"Senior apprentice-brother Yan has already subdued this Pixiu?" Zhang Yao approached curiously.
The panda lazily rolled over on the ground. It was fat and cute, giving Zhang Yao a good impression of it.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge. Grinning, he said, "I'm still young after all. I have no resistance against this kind of cuteness."
Zhang Yao asked carefully, "Senior apprentice-brother Yan, can I touch it?"
Swivelling his head to look at the big fella beside him, Yan Zhaoge saw that it looked as though nothing had happened. I don't resist.
Therefore, Yan Zhaoge nodded, "Sure."
Zhang Yao immediately cheered and leaned forward.
While she was busy getting closer to that giant panda, Yan Zhaoge asked, "That person who nocked the bow wasn't a martial practitioner of your clan, right?"
Coming to her senses, Zhang Yao replied, "I've let senior apprentice-brother Yan see a joke. That person isn't a martial artist from our sect, and should be a martial artist from the Lake Region, Chu Province, where this Clear Concealed Lake is located. "
"Although I haven't seen them before, to be able to enter the Clear Concealed Lake's formation, they should be from a first or second-rate power that is close to our clan, or be solitary practitioners."
"He's probably just trying to capture this pixiu. He hasn't discovered us, nor is he hostile."
Although she was young, and her cultivation was still at the inner aura realm, this round-faced girl was a genuine core direct disciple of Turbid Wave Pavilion.
Although his cultivation was not as good as hers. But in terms of status and treatment, he was the same as Xie Youchan and Ruan Ping.
Yan Zhaoge could tell that Zhang Yao's experience was also rather shallow.
However, to be able to become a direct disciple of a holy-level force, there was no need to doubt his martial talent, potential, and strength.
While Yan Zhaoge had never seen Zhang Yao in action before, just having travelled together with her, he had seen that she did not lack in actual combat experience in the area of movement and breathing. He should not be any weaker than that Infinite Boundless Mountain disciple Hou Xiang whom he had met at Cloud Portent Mountain.
Hearing Zhang Yao's words, Yan Zhaoge smiled, shaking his head, "En, I know."
"Besides, even if they knew we were there, they wouldn't be able to find us. Actually, there's no harm. This … en, this Pixiu, if your Turbid Wave Pavilion doesn't take it, then it can be considered as an ownerless object. "
"Who can obtain an ownerless item? However, if he attacks me, then I won't show any mercy. "
Zhang Yao smiled slightly, "He can't compete with you, senior apprentice-brother Yan."
Yan Zhaoge said, "Let's go look for the others. This island isn't big; if we shout, senior apprentice-sister Xie and Ah Hu should be able to hear us."
Gradually becoming familiar with each other, Zhang Yao was no longer as reserved in front of Yan Zhaoge as she smiled, "If I shout, I'm afraid my voice still isn't loud enough."
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "I never asked you to shout in the first place."
Saying thus, he immediately roared towards the heavens, resembling a dragon roaring to the nine heavens.
By the side, just listening, Zhang Yao felt her heart tremble, the aura-qi of her entire body becoming unstable.
"Senior apprentice-brother Yan's cultivation base is so high," Zhang Yao was secretly speechless. While she was not very experienced, she had seen quite a few experts before.
Turbid Wave Pavilion and Broad Creed Mountain were one of the six great Sacred Grounds of the Eight Extremities World. How could they not have a few Xiantian martial practitioners?
However, thinking back, Zhang Yao found that of all the early Xiantian Martial Scholars she had seen before, there actually didn't seem to be a single one who could compare to this Yan Zhaoge before her.
While they had never truly clashed, thinking back carefully, even the mid Xiantian Martial Scholar Ruan Ping might not be a match for Yan Zhaoge.
Thinking of how Ruan Ping had tried to probe Yan Zhaoge earlier, Zhang Yao couldn't help but shake her head slightly, "Luckily, senior apprentice-brother Ruan didn't really make a move …"
Seeing Yan Zhaoge cease his roar, Zhang Yao said, "After hearing it, senior apprentice-sister Xie and that big brother should hurry over to join us. Shall we just wait here?"
Yan Zhaoge didn't answer, instead looking in another direction.
Zhang Yao asked curiously, "Senior apprentice-brother Yan, what's wrong?"
Yan Zhaoge laughed, "There are still others on the island."
When he had roared just now, Yan Zhaoge had clearly felt the fluctuations of a martial practitioner's aura-qi in the distance.
Then, the other party had begun approaching them, not having any intention of concealing his tracks at all.
As the other party got closer and closer, Yan Zhaoge carefully felt and distinguished him, yet discovered that his martial path was neither that of Ah Hu, nor that of Xie Youchan.
Afterwards, even Zhang Yao could feel the other party's existence, as the sound of heavy footsteps resounded by her ears.
With every step the other party took, the great earth seemed to shake slightly, as though a towering, lofty mountain was walking.
"Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioner, late Xiantian Martial Scholar." Yan Zhaoge already knew what was going on. The next moment, from the distant bamboo forest, a tall figure walked out.
The newcomer was around thirty years of age, a bloodthirsty glow vaguely flickering within his gaze. It was precisely Infinite Boundless Mountain's direct disciple, Liu Shengfeng.
Gazing over, Yan Zhaoge saw that Liu Shengfeng was actually grabbing a person's leg, dragging that person along as he walked.
The person being grabbed by Liu Shengfeng was clearly that middle-aged martial practitioner who had attacked the Pixiu with an Exploding Spirit Arrow earlier.
One of the middle-aged martial practitioner's legs was grabbed by Liu Shengfeng, the other leg shockingly broken at the knee, blood flowing out in an unending stream as a long trail of blood was dragged out on the ground, soaking the fallen bamboo leaves on the ground.
In Liu Shengfeng's other hand, however, was that middle-aged martial practitioner's longbow.
He released the middle-aged martial practitioner's leg. Other than his broken leg, that middle-aged martial practitioner was also heavily injured in many other places, looking as though all the bones in his body had been broken.
The middle-aged martial practitioner had been on the brink of death. Now that he had finally broken free, he wanted to struggle. To him, Liu Shengfeng, who was like a nightmare, squatted down.
Liu Shengfeng raised his head and smiled towards Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao, the bowstring of the longbow in his hands pressed against that middle-aged martial practitioner's neck.
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