'Protection fee?'
When Yang Fan heard this, he could not help but shake his head and smile. He casually put away the empty wine pot.
Since Li Miaocai would rather steal wine than expose his identity, why should Yang Fan be a villain and expose his identity?
After all, this was the only half-step Ruler in the capital. It was best not to offend him if he could.
The only regret was that this old man had been unwilling to show up. Yang Fan still did not know what he looked like, let alone turn him into one of his own.
After taking away 5 catties of Royal Grade spirit wine, Li Miaocai seemed to have gotten what he wanted. He finally stopped quietly reaching out to Gu Zeyan and the others.
The more than 10 half-step Rulers also did not complain about the missing wine and meat in their hands.
After about 10 minutes, the 50 catties of spirit wine and 500 catties of Earth Serpent's meat essence that Yang Fan took out were all gone. Now, except for Yang Fan and the little female crocodile that was lying on the ground and drooling, everyone was so drunk that their steps were unsteady. They did not know what was going on.
Nevertheless, they were all half-step Rulers after all. Even if they were drunk, they were not like Lan Yuanqing, Bu Yingwu, and the other Emperor-level martial artists, who directly fell into a coma and could not wake up.
They carried the last trace of consciousness and cupped their hands to bid farewell to Yang Fan. Then, they left one by one.
They returned to their homes and went into seclusion to digest the endless spiritual power that they had swallowed this time.
"Don't force yourself. You don't have to follow me anymore. I'm going back home tonight. Lil 'Meili and Dahei will follow me. There won't be any accidents."
Yang Fan waved his hand at Sang Duoduo and Ling Tian, who were the last to stay, and sent them away.
After that, Yang Fan raised his hand and patted the head of the little female crocodile next to him. The man and the beast also disappeared into the air.
It was night.
Old Yang's family had just bought a new house in Jinghua City. The family of four was sitting on a small balcony on the second floor, happily eating dinner.
This was the first time since Yang Fan had returned from the Federal Center City that he had the time to have a meal with his parents and little sister.
Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan were very happy. They kept picking up food for Yang Fan, causing Yang Guo, who was watching from the side, to feel jealous.
"Dad, Mom, you're biased. That braised pork ribs is my favorite dish. Why did you put it in my brother's bowl? Hmph! "
Yang Guo pouted. She had a look that said, "I'm very unhappy. Come and coax me."
"Go, go, go!" Zhao Linglan tapped the little girl's head with her chopsticks in annoyance. "Don't be so jealous. You've had plenty of braised pork ribs before your brother came back."
"You're already in middle school, yet you're still so insensible. You only know how to fight with your brother for food!"
Yang Guo pouted and looked at Yang Chaoqun with a wronged expression. "Dad, look at my mom. She doesn't want her daughter anymore after having a son!"
Yang Chaoqun smiled gently and said, "Alright, alright. It's rare for your brother to come back …"
Yang Fan took a bite of the braised pork ribs and winked at Yang Guo proudly. The little girl was so angry that she pouted even higher.
In the end, Yang Fan gave her half of the pork ribs in his bowl. Only then did this little foodie's sadness turn into joy. She started calling out to her brother.
Laughing and scolding, it was all family talk.
This was the taste of home. Every time he sat down with his family and ate, Yang Fan would feel a sense of warmth and peace of mind.
It was a pity.
As his cultivation and fame increased, there would be fewer and fewer days to be with his family in the future.
Moreover, the current situation was not stable. There were constant conflicts between the human race and the demon race. No one knew when such a warm and peaceful life would suddenly be broken.
With a sigh in his heart, Yang Fan couldn't help but touch little Yang Guo who was eating the pork ribs with relish. He couldn't help but smile.
This little girl had already advanced to the King Realm, yet she was still so gluttonous. She still hadn't grown up!
"Brother, don't pat my head." Yang Guo looked at Yang Fan with dissatisfaction and complained, "My master said that the head of a Spirit Reader Master can't be touched by outsiders at any time. It's precious!"
"Moreover, I'm still growing. What if you pat me until I don't grow anymore?"
Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh. Not only did the movements of his hand not stop, but he also patted heavily twice.
"You little imp, is brother an outsider?"
"The head of a Spirit Reader Master is precious, but it's not made of mud. How can it be so fragile? Have a little confidence in yourself, okay?"
With that, Yang Fan couldn't help but pat the little girl twice. Needless to say, it was really a sense of accomplishment to pat the head of a Spirit Reader Master.
This little girl was now a Spirit Reader Master, and her martial arts cultivation was about to advance to the King Realm. Whether it was physical or mental defense, she was much stronger than an ordinary King Realm beginner.
Not to mention patting the head twice, even if he used a knife to chop it a few times, he might not be able to break the outer skin or cut off a strand of hair.
"Brother ~ ~!"
Yang Guo looked at Yang Fan with resentment. It was really annoying. She was now a big girl, but her brother still liked to pat her head and treat her like a child!
However, in the next second, after seeing the few items Yang Fan casually took out, the little girl's two big eyes lit up. The resentment in her heart disappeared, and she looked at Yang Fan pitifully.
Rune weapon ah!
A whole set of rune weapon ah!
From the helmet, to the armor, to the leg guards, to the boots, a top silver weapon, it almost blinded Yang Guo's eyes.
She was no longer the primary school student in West Chu who didn't even know about level-2 elixirs.
She was now in junior high school, and she had a Spirit Emperor as her teacher.
During this period of time, not only had little Yang Guo's cultivation soared, but her knowledge, experience, and even fighting experience had also increased exponentially.
Yang Guo had heard of Spirit Weapons from her master Yang Fan more than once. She had also played with and observed the Big Dipper Spike in Yang Fan's hands more than once. She had a certain understanding of the grade and power of Spirit Weapons.
Therefore, Yang Guo could tell that this was a set of top silver Spirit Weapons the moment she saw the set of Spirit Weapons in front of her.
What was even rarer was that it was a set. It was truly of the same origin, and even the rune waves were in the same frequency band!
According to her master, Fan Chengren, such a set of Silver Spirit Weapons could not be found on one hand in the entire Source Planet. It was very rare and precious!
"Brother, this is a Silver Spirit Weapon Set, right?"
Hearing Yang Guo's question full of certainty, Yang Fan could not help but raise his eyebrows. It seemed that Fan Chengren had taught her quite well. She was able to recognize the grade of these Spirit Weapons at a glance, and even knew about the Silver Spirit Weapon Set.
It should be known that even Yang Fan only knew the name of the Silver Spirit Weapon Set after he took the Spirit Weapons from Shenzi Xiong Yin.
He did not expect Yang Guo to be able to call out the words "Silver Spirit Weapon Set" after learning from Fan Chengren for less than half a year. Not bad!
"Not bad!" Yang Fan nodded gently and handed the set of Spirit Weapons to little Yang Guo. He said, "This is a gift I specially prepared for you to break through to the King Realm. Come, try it on!"
Yang Guo stood up with a swoosh. She was so excited that her little face was flushed. "You really prepared it for me?!"
"Brother, you're the best. I love you to death!"
The little girl did not directly take the set of Spirit Weapons. Instead, she first took Yang Fan's neck and kissed Yang Fan's face.
Yang Fan laughed happily. As long as his little sister was happy, this set of gifts was not given in vain.
Previously, when he learned that the Spore Avatar had taken a set of defensive Spirit Weapons from Xiong Yin, Yang Fan's first thought was to give them to little Yang Guo.
Now, Yang Guo's cultivation had reached the level of Spiritual Spiritualist. Her spirit was strong enough to refine the whole set of Spirit Weapons and store them in her sea of consciousness. At this time, giving them to her was the most appropriate thing.
As for Father Yang and Mother Yang, their spirit was not strong enough to refine rune Spirit Weapons because of their insufficient strength. Yang Fan wanted to do it, but he was powerless.
"Thank you, brother! Then I'll start now! "
Letting go of Yang Fan's neck, little Yang Guo looked excitedly at the Spirit Weapon Set floating in front of her. She skillfully extended her spiritual will and touched one of the Spirit Weapons little by little.
Yang Fan stood at the side and nodded slightly.
It seemed that Fan Chengren had indeed taught Yang Guo a lot. He had even taught her the secret spiritual techniques to subdue and refine Spirit Weapons.
Although that pitiful old man knew the secret techniques of subduing Spirit Weapons like the back of his hand, he still hadn't found a single Spirit Weapon for himself.
"If it doesn't work, I'll pick one and have Yang Guo bring it to him. With a Spirit Weapon, he will be able to protect Yang Guo better in the future!"
A thought surfaced in Yang Fan's mind and he quickly made a decision.
During this period of time, he and his Spore Avatar had killed so many high level Demonic Beasts and even cleaned out the treasure troves of Wanyao Mountain and Black Wind Valley.
For the current Yang Fan, things like Spirit Weapons weren't considered rare. Giving one to Fan Chengren naturally wouldn't hurt him.
"Little Fan, aren't you spoiling Little Guo too much like this?"
Taking advantage of the time when Yang Guo was refining the Spirit Weapon, Yang Chaoqun whispered to Yang Fan worriedly.
"She's just a child. If she gets so many treasures all at once, what if she's targeted by someone? Be careful that she doesn't get into trouble!"
Yang Fan shook his head with a smile and comforted, "Dad, don't worry. Little Guo is already a Spirit Spirit Master and a true King Level warrior. She already has a certain level of self-protection."
"I gave her this Silver Spirit Weapon to protect her better, so that she won't be targeted by someone or Demonic Beast in the future!"
After becoming a King Level warrior, Yang Guo was no longer an ordinary person. It was impossible for her to stay in the city forever. Yang Fan was also preparing for a rainy day.
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