Murong Qingchen's appearance had caused quite a stir. A lot of people's eyes flashed as they were shocked.
"Eh, there's another person next to her?"
"His cultivation is very weak. He hasn't reached the Honorable Realm yet!"
"Hmph, how can such a person be worthy of standing next to the fairy!"
On the spot, a few arrogant fellows sneered and quickly walked over.
"Beautiful lady, are you a new student? Do you want me to show you around? "
"No need!" Murong Qingcheng refused.
Wu Ming's face stiffened when he was rejected by the beauty. This result made him feel embarrassed.
At this moment, Lin Xuan, who was next to him, chuckled softly.
This sound ignited a fuse, causing everyone around to laugh.
"Damn it, kid, what are you laughing at?"
Wu Ming was furious when he saw that a new student who had not even reached the Honorable Realm dared to laugh at him.
"I'm laughing at you!" Lin Xuan's lips curled up slightly.
Hearing this, the surrounding students laughed even more cheerfully.
Murong Qingcheng also chuckled, then rolled her eyes at Lin Xuan.
Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then he understood.
He said that the other party was laughing at him, which meant that he was a fart!
When he understood this, Wu Ming's face turned as black as charcoal.
"Kid, you're courting death!" Wu Ming shouted angrily.
He stared at Lin Xuan with a murderous look in his eyes.
This damned brat made him lose face in front of his goddess.
"Let's go!"
Lin Xuan shook his head and ignored this idiot. Instead, he pulled Murong Qingcheng and walked toward the True Spirit Hall.
"You want to leave? Stay here! "Wu Ming sneered. His five fingers formed a claw and grabbed at Lin Xuan.
A sharp claw that was ten feet long appeared in the void. It was like the claw of a ferocious beast and was covered in scales.
As soon as the claw appeared, it tore the void apart and quickly enveloped Lin Xuan.
"Get lost!"
Lin Xuan's face darkened. He pointed his finger at the claw in the void like a sword.
Crack! Poof!
The terrifying beast claw shattered, and Wu Ming let out a blood-curdling scream. He clutched his hand and retreated, his face filled with shock.
As for Lin Xuan, he left without looking back.
Everyone was stunned because they saw blood dripping from Wu Ming's palm, forming a line of blood.
"Damned brat, just you wait!"
Wu Ming took a deep look at Lin Xuan, memorizing his appearance, and then left angrily.
Lin Xuan did not care about injuring Wu Ming with a single finger. He and Murong Qingcheng quickly arrived at the True Spirit Palace.
"Let go!"
Murong Qingcheng blushed and pouted.
"Ah?" Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was still holding her hand.
"It's a special situation. Those flies are too annoying. I'm doing this for your own good."
Then, he reluctantly let go of Murong Qingcheng's soft hand.
Murong Qingcheng was a proud daughter of heaven, and her appearance and figure were unparalleled. Lin Xuan was a normal man, and it was impossible for him not to be moved.
However, he was well aware of the difference in status between them, so there were some things that he did not think about.
"Hmph!" Murong Qingcheng snorted, but the strange feeling from before still made her blush.
In all her life, other than her father, no one of the opposite sex had ever dared to hold her hand.
"Damn it, what am I thinking!" Murong Qingcheng shook her head. "I just want to win this guy over. That must be it!"
Her eyes flickered, and she did not dare to look at Lin Xuan. Instead, she quickly looked around.
"Eh, what's that?"
Murong Qingcheng exclaimed. She saw a special crystal space above the True Spirit Palace, and there was a fist-sized drop of scarlet blood that was constantly surging.
If one were to sense it carefully, they would be able to feel a soul-shaking pressure coming from the blood.
"That's dragon blood!"
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. He had the Great Dragon Sword Spirit, so he could naturally feel the dragon's might contained within the blood.
The Crimson Dragon in the Demonic Beast Pouch was so excited that it almost flew out.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan caught it and quickly transmitted his voice.
"Ruzilong, are you courting death? There are countless experts here, and there might even be Kings. If you jump out now, aren't you afraid of being caught and drained of your blood? "
"Don't worry, since I've seen dragon blood, I'll get it for you sooner or later!"
Lin Xuan comforted.
Hearing this, the Crimson Dragon stopped moving.
Lin Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, and then walked towards the Mysterious Jade Platform.
There, an old man was squinting his eyes, enjoying the beautiful afternoon.
"Elder, I want to exchange for a Small Spirit Pill." Lin Xuan said softly.
Hearing this, the elder impatiently snorted. With a wave of his sleeve, a green jade box flew out. At the same time, 20,000 Spiritual Value Points were deducted from Lin Xuan's spirit tablet.
Obviously, the elder was a little impatient with Lin Xuan, who had disturbed his afternoon rest.
But in the next moment, he seemed to have sensed something and suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were like torches as he stared at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's body stiffened. That blazing gaze almost made his blood boil.
He held his breath, and at the same time, the Crimson Dragon in the Demonic Beast Pouch cast a concealing array, completely isolating its aura.
"Was it my imagination? Did I feel a trace of dragon's might just now?"
The elder shook his head and retracted his gaze.
"Elder, I also want to exchange for something," Murong Qingcheng said.
Hearing this, the elder opened his eyes again, but when he saw Murong Qingcheng, he immediately grinned.
"So it's the little girl from the Murong family. What do you want to exchange for?"
Seeing that smile, Lin Xuan muttered in his heart, "So the old gang's trash isn't anything good after all!"
"Exchange for the Heavenly Cloud Ganoderma."
Soon, Murong Qingcheng obtained a palm-sized pure white ganoderma. At the same time, 30,000 Spiritual Value Points were deducted from her.
When Lin Xuan saw the Heavenly Cloud Ganoderma, he also took a deep breath. As expected of Senmu College, thousand-year-old spirit herbs could be seen everywhere.
"What do you want the Heavenly Cloud Ganoderma for?" Lin Xuan said.
"I can refine it myself!" Murong Qingcheng said.
"You know how to refine pills?"
"No, don't you know how to refine pills? Why wouldn't I use such a good free labor? "Murong Qingcheng covered her mouth and laughed.
Lin Xuan: …
"Alright, you two little dolls, stop flirting here. This old man still needs to sleep!" The elder sighed.
Hearing this, Murong Qingcheng's beautiful face turned red.
Lin Xuan wanted to say something and touched his storage ring. Suddenly, he thought of something and put his hand down.
"Sorry to disturb the elder's cultivation. This junior will take his leave."
Lin Xuan and Murong Qingcheng turned around and left.
"What did you want to say just now?" Murong Qingcheng asked.
"Nothing. What kind of pill do you want to refine?" Lin Xuan shook his head and asked.
"Three Days Origin Pill. It's a pill that can raise the cultivation of the Venerable Realm." Murong Qingcheng said, "I haven't gathered all the ingredients yet. After I gather them, you have to help me refine the pill."
"Alright!" Lin Xuan agreed.
The two of them chatted as they walked. Soon, they returned to the courtyard.
"Um, this is a pair of boxing gloves that I got outside. Didn't you choose the Luo Ying Sword Palm last time? I think you should be able to use it!"
Lin Xuan took out a pair of boxing gloves that were glowing with purple light and stuffed it into Murong Qingcheng's hands. Then, he ran into the courtyard as if he was running away.
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