The Yuan family's change of master shook the world.
In recent times, Yang Xuan's actions had been constant, and the eyes of all the martial artists in the world fell on him. His every move involved the hearts of the people in the world. Therefore, on the day of the Yuan family's change of master, the news spread at an incredible speed in all directions, causing the world to be shocked.
Zhu Xinghe came to the northwest and came to the Yuan family.
Yang Xuan deliberately stayed in the Yuan family for a long time to help Zhu Xinghe smoothly take over the Yuan family.
It was worth mentioning that Zhu Xinghe had successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul realm and became an early Nascent Soul realm expert. Yuan Zizhen was dead, and he and Chen Fu were enough to suppress the Yuan family.
No one in the Yuan family dared to resist. With a Celestial Realm expert above, as long as they were not stupid, no one dared to openly oppose Yang Xuan and the immortal sect.
Of course, it was hard to say in secret. After all, no one could completely understand the so-called human heart.
However, for Yang Xuan, if there was a rebellion, he could just kill it. It wouldn't take much effort.
In the Yuan family's hall, Yang Xuan sat in the armchair and looked at Yuan Xinqiu who was bowing in front of him. He said lightly, "Previously, someone in your Yuan family needed treatment. Who was it?"
Yuan Xinqiu seemed to have expected Yang Xuan to ask this question, and respectfully said, "Sect Master, please follow me. This subordinate will lead the way."
As Yuan Xinqiu twisted and turned, he entered a dark dungeon. Under the illumination of the torches, Yang Xuan saw a woman with a head full of white hair and a hunched back.
This woman's legs were paralyzed, and her eyes were lifeless. She did not react to the arrival of Yang Xuan and Yuan Xinqiu.
"Who is she?" Yang Xuan asked.
"This is another ancestor of my Yuan family. She is the younger sister of Ancestor Zizhen. Her name is Yuan Zhihuo." Yuan Xinqiu replied.
Yang Xuan stared at Yuan Zhihuo. From her body, Yang Xuan felt an incomplete dao that seemed to have been greatly injured.
She was a seriously injured True God expert.
"How did she become like this?" Yang Xuan asked again.
"This subordinate is not very clear about the reason." There was a trace of hesitation in Yuan Xinqiu's tone.
"Subordinate?" At this moment, the woman said coldly, her voice sharp and piercing. "Who would have thought that the insufferably arrogant Yuan family would actually become someone else's subordinate?"
Yuan Xinqiu's face had a trace of awkwardness, but he didn't say anything.
Yuan Zhihuo raised her head slightly. Her withered white hair slid to the sides, revealing a ghostly face.
She stared fixedly at Yang Xuan. After a long while, she sneered with a sharp and old voice, "You want to know how I became like this?"
Yang Xuan's expression was calm and he did not comment.
Yuan Zhihuo was still staring at Yang Xuan. She suddenly asked, "Where's Yuan Zizhen? Why don't I see him here?"
Yuan Xinqiu looked at Yang Xuan and said nothing.
Yang Xuan said indifferently, "Dead."
Yuan Zhihuo was stunned. She suddenly threw herself at the thick railing. Her long nails scratched the railing, making an ear-piercing sound.
"Dead? How did he die? Who killed him? "Yuan Zhihuo shouted wildly." How did he die? How could he die? "
Yang Xuan continued, "I killed him. What, you want to take revenge on me?"
"Revenge?" Yuan Zhihuo gritted her teeth. Her voice was like a piece of iron scraping on glass. "Of course I want to take revenge on you. Of course I want to take revenge on you. You killed him. How can I kill him? How can I take revenge for a hundred years? Tell me, how can I take revenge? "
As she shouted, she crazily shook the railing as if she had gone mad.
Yuan Xinqiu lowered his head. Although he had heard about the matter between the two ancestors, he didn't know much about it.
Yang Xuan suddenly waved his hand. The thick iron railing broke. Yuan Zhihuo was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
"I can treat your leg. Your meridians can also be restored." Yang Xuan looked at Yuan Zhihuo, who was like a mad dog at his feet, and said indifferently.
Yuan Zhihuo was stunned. She stared blankly at Yang Xuan. After a long while, she sneered. "You can treat me? You said you can? Do you know how I got this injury? "
"No matter how it got here, I can treat it." Yang Xuan's expression was still indifferent.
"You treat me, you treat me!" Yuan Zhihuo was like a crazy woman.
"I have a condition." Yang Xuan said coldly.
"What condition? As long as you can treat my injury, I will agree to any condition." Yuan Zhihuo's face was full of disbelief.
"I want you to serve the Immortal Gate for a hundred years." Yang Xuan said.
"Okay, okay, not to mention a hundred years of service, as long as you can heal my injuries, even if I sell my life to you, it's fine." Yuan Zhihuo sneered.
"Remember what you said!" Yang Xuan said indifferently. Then, he waved his hand gently. Yuan Zhihuo floated in the air and floated in front of Yang Xuan.
Green wood-type spiritual energy with boundless vitality rushed into Yuan Zhihuo's body and rampaged through her body.
Yuan Zhihuo swallowed the words she was about to say. She felt the changes in her body in disbelief.
Yuan Xinqiu sighed secretly.
He didn't expect that after going around in circles, things would still return to the starting point.
If he didn't need Yang Xuan to treat Yuan Zhihuo's injury back then, so many things wouldn't have happened.
As the saying goes, the world is fickle.
Yuan Zhihuo's injury had been there for at least a hundred years. Her meridians were all broken and some had even withered. Therefore, even with Yang Xuan's wood spiritual energy's powerful recovery ability, it still took some time.
When Yuan Zhihuo's injury was completely healed, she let out a long howl.
The sound spread out. The underground prison was completely unable to contain Yuan Zhihuo who had recovered her strength.
Boom!
The ground exploded. Yuan Zhihuo flew into the sky and turned into a ray of light. She shuttled back and forth in the sky. She repeatedly attacked and destroyed many of the Yuan family's buildings. Some of the Yuan family's disciples were even seriously injured.
Yang Xuan and Yuan Xinqiu walked out from the rubble. Yuan Xinqiu had a bitter smile on his face, while Yang Xuan was still as indifferent as ever.
After a while, Yuan Zhihuo seemed to have finished venting. With a whoosh, she returned to Yang Xuan's side.
"Kid, you're not bad. I'll remember this favor!" Yuan Zhihuo laughed wildly. Her white hair fluttered wildly. She was incomparably crazy.
Yang Xuan smiled slightly. "I'm afraid you've forgotten. Now, you're a member of my Immortal Sect. You have to serve my Immortal Sect for a hundred years."
"Hahahaha, bullshit Immortal Sect. If the Yuan family wants to be your lackeys, I can't do anything about it. But if you want me to be your lackey, ptui, dream on." Yuan Zhihuo kept saying 'I', completely ignoring the fact that she was a woman.
Yuan Xinqiu began to sigh. In his heart, he was really worried about Yuan Zhihuo.
Yang Xuan shook his head and said indifferently, "So, you don't intend to fulfill your promise?"
"Promise?" Yuan Zhihuo spat on the ground fiercely. "Promises are bullshit. I just don't want to work for you. If you say one more word, do you believe that I won't beat you into a pulp?"
"Ha!" Yang Xuan let out a chuckle and then slapped out.
"You still dare to make the first move?" Yuan Zhihuo screamed and waved her hand to meet the attack.
Yuan Xinqiu closed his eyes directly. He couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Boom!
After a loud noise, Yuan Zhihuo's terrified voice came out from the dust. "Celestial Realm?"
After the dust settled, Yang Xuan stretched out his right hand and grabbed Yuan Zhihuo's neck. His fingers exerted a little force.
Yuan Zhihuo's face instantly turned ashen. She was full of fear. "No!"
Yang Xuan didn't care. His fingers continued to exert force.
"I surrender. I surrender!" Yuan Zhihuo shouted in horror.
"Surrender. You want to fulfill your promise?" Yang Xuan loosened his fingers slightly and said indifferently.
"I surrender. I surrender. I will work for you for a hundred years." Yuan Zhihuo shouted hurriedly.
Plop!
After sending a stream of spiritual energy containing the power of death into Yuan Zhihuo's body, Yang Xuan threw her to the ground.
"What did you do to me?" Yuan Zhihuo's face was pale. She felt something strange in her body and looked panicked.
"Nothing. It's a taboo method. It will disappear naturally after a hundred years." Yang Xuan said indifferently. At the same time, he thought slightly.
"Ah!" Yuan Zhihuo let out an extremely tragic cry. The sharp pain from her body made her break out in a cold sweat.
"Stop, stop. I surrender. I really surrender!" she shouted.
"That's good. Now, tell me about you and Yuan Zizhen." Yang Xuan said indifferently.
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