The person who killed Yang Baiqiang was actually from the Xuanyuan family.
When Yang Wu heard this news, he was completely stunned.
He thought of many possibilities. Maybe it was an invincible saint, or an old monster of the Reaching Heaven Realm, or even someone from the Xing family. Who would have thought that it would be someone from the Xuanyuan family?
He had never heard of any deep grudges between the Yang family and the Xuanyuan family.
If there was, the Xuanyuan family would definitely have attacked the Yang family in War God City. The Xuanyuan family was publicly recognized as the number one battle clan and was known as the most ancient and powerful family in the Transcendent World. Even the two temples and three palaces did not dare to provoke the Xuanyuan family.
Yang Wu was not arrogant enough to think that he had the ability to challenge the Xuanyuan family. How could he take revenge?
Yang Wu quickly calmed down and said, "I have never heard of any grudges between the Yang family and the Xuanyuan family."
"Hehe, of course your Yang family would not dare to have any grudges with the Xuanyuan family. Poor Yang Baiqiang died for nothing." Xuanyuan Badao sneered. He paused for a moment and said, "You are still young. It is normal that you do not know about your ancestors. The Yang family probably would not dare to say these things. Many people would not dare to say these things. That year, it was the Xuanyuan family's fault that led to this tragedy. Do you know my surname?"
"What's your surname?"
"My surname is Xuanyuan!"
Yang Wu was even more stunned.
This old man in front of him was from the Xuanyuan family. Why did he look like he had a grudge with the Xuanyuan family?
Moreover, why did he say that his ancestors were killed by the Xuanyuan family and that he was trying to sow discord between the two families?
Yang Wu didn't know how to react.
What was going on? Was this old man doing it on purpose or was he speaking the truth?
"I have kept these things in my heart for many years and have always felt guilty. Let me tell you, I am not asking you to go to the Xuanyuan family to die. I just want you to stay away from the Xuanyuan family as far as possible. Don't even think about taking revenge. Even if you become a godly alchemist, don't think about it. They are so strong that you will feel despair." Xuanyuan Badao said painfully as he pulled his hair.
At this moment, he could not control his emotions. The aura on his body exploded like a storm. Yang Wu instantly felt his blood churn. His entire body was about to be torn apart by this aura.
This was definitely the power of a top-notch Saint. It might even be the power of a Divine Master.
The formation on this level was activated and protected all the divine objects. They were safe and sound.
A figure quickly rushed over and shouted, "Tyrannical, what are you doing? Do you want to destroy this place?"
This voice was like a clap of thunder. When it fell into Xuanyuan Badao's ears, it immediately made him sober up. He quickly retracted his aura, and everything quietly returned to normal.
"You've been cultivating for so many years, but it seems like you've wasted all your time." Old Man Zui walked over and grumbled.
Xuanyuan Badao suddenly stood up and laughed: "Haha, you are right, I have indeed cultivated to the point of a dog. I should have said the words in my heart long ago. Today, the knot in my heart has been untied, my thoughts are clear, I can finally take that half step."
Old Man Zui was visibly moved. "Really?"
"Of course, I also have to thank this little brat for coming. Without him, I don't know how long it would have taken me to take that step. Your Yang Family is my lucky star. This old master has nothing to repay you with, so I'll pass on a Battle Skill to you." Xuanyuan Badao said in a refreshed manner. Then, he put two fingers together and pointed at his forehead. A strand of energy floated and pointed at Yang Wu.
Before Yang Wu could react, this strand of energy drilled into his forehead.
Tyrannical Divine Palm!
This was a palm technique created by Xuanyuan Badao. The name was also quite rough, with the word 'tyrannical' in its name. It was a battle skill that could be called a divine skill.
Yang Wu only felt that the fiery palms were soaring into the sky. It was as if even the sky was slapping down. The tyrannical divine power was extremely terrifying.
When he regained his senses, Xuanyuan Badao was already nowhere to be seen.
"How long has it been?" Yang Wu was afraid that it would be like drinking the Heart Nourishing Tea. In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.
"Just a quarter of an hour. How long can it last?" Old Man Zui replied.
"Where is that senior?" Yang Wu asked again.
"He went to find a place to break through. What a lucky guy." Old Man Zui said with a bit of envy. After a pause, he said, "You are also very lucky. That guy has never had a disciple in his entire life. It is your fortune that he can pass on a battle skill to you."
"That senior is?" Yang Wu asked.
"You don't need to know who he went to. In short, he is not a good person or a bad person. You helped him break through and he owes you a big favor. If you need it in the future, you can ask him for it. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by, so you must cherish it." Old Man Zui was unwilling to talk about Xuanyuan Badao. Then, he changed the topic and said, "How was it? That girl Ji Fei accompanied you for half a day. What did you gain?"
"I gained a lot." Yang Wu said with a sigh.
There were thirty-six medicine pavilions. Each of them had their own unique characteristics, which greatly opened Yang Wu's eyes. Among them, there were many things that Yang Wu longed for. However, he did not have enough money to buy them all. Especially the divine objects here, which one of them did not move his heart?
"Then do you want to stay here in the future?" Old Man Zui asked intentionally.
Yang Wu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't stay here for long."
"Why? Don't you think this is the alchemist's heaven? What kind of herbs can't you get? Enough for you to refine all kinds of top grade saint pills and receive the pursuit of saints. That is a supreme glory. I believe the Yang Clan also wants you to do this. "Old Man Zui said seriously.
"Alchemy is not my path." Yang Wu let out a long sigh.
After drinking the Heart Nourishing Tea, he understood what he needed. What he pursued was the ultimate martial path. Alchemy was just a side path that he occasionally walked.
"Little Wu, you have to think clearly. Alchemy is the most popular profession in this world. As long as you step into the realm of divine alchemy, there are many old monsters in the Ascending Heaven Realm who would be willing to be your pawn, not to mention those saint realm creatures." Old Man Zui said anxiously.
"I pursue the martial path, but it doesn't hinder my alchemy path. There is no conflict between the two."
"How could there not be any conflict? Only by focusing on alchemy can one create the most perfect pills. Furthermore, you're only in the Dragon Transformation Realm, yet you're already able to create top-grade divine pills. This means that your path of alchemy is smooth. Why do you have to take the most difficult path?"
"But on this path, my martial path is the first and my alchemy path is the second. I don't think there is anything wrong with it."
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Old Man Zui and Yang Wu argued for a while. In the end, Old Man Zui couldn't convince Yang Wu to focus on alchemy. He could only give up.
Actually, he hoped that Yang Wu would stay. He was willing to give the position of Dean of the Alchemy Department to Yang Wu. With Yang Wu and Cao Jifei in charge, the Alchemy Department would become better. It was really a pity.
Yang Wu took a sip of the Heart Nourishing Tea and retreated downstairs.
When he reached the first floor, his gaze landed on the top grade saint demon blood essence. They were the "Black Tortoise Blood Essence", "True Dragon Blood Essence", "Phoenix Blood Essence", and "Dragon Tortoise Blood Essence". There were also other blood essences that were very precious, but they were not what he needed.
Blood essence and blood essence were two different types of blood essence. Blood essence was more precious than blood essence. The former was the blood of the heart, while the latter was the blood of any part of the body.
The Yang Clan cultivated the Black Tortoise Battle Qi, which could fuse with the Black Tortoise Blood Essence to increase the power of the bloodline. For him, it was just enough to make up for his previous losses. It was better than the Blood Mustering Vine.
The True Dragon Blood Essence was a great supplement for Yang Zhenlong. The Phoenix Blood Essence was miraculous for Qing Feng. The Dragon Tortoise Blood Essence was also very useful for Yang Wu. The Silver Patterned Turtle could also use it.
However, the price of each blood essence was shockingly expensive. It was more than double the price of the Star Pattern Pills that he sold. It was really not something that ordinary people could afford.
Yang Wu exchanged 2.5 million mid-grade saint stones and thought that he was rich. Only now did he realize that he only had enough to buy a few types of blood essences.
Fortunately, he was going to be conferred the title of a top-notch Saint Elder and had a 50% discount. Moreover, the dean was the Drunken Old Man. Under his care, he took the four blood essences and paid a total of 1.8 million mid-grade saint stones. He still had 700,000 mid-grade saint stones left.
Yang Wu still wanted to buy something else, but after hesitating for a while, he chose to give up.
After the conferring ceremony ended, he would take one or two missions in the castle and earn more saint stones to buy the things he needed. He was still too poor at the moment.
Yang Wu brought Qing Feng and the Silver Patterned Turtle back to the castle with the Drunken Old Man.
After resting for a day, it would be the conferring ceremony.
After returning to the castle, Yang Wu was brought to his own residence. It was a small building with three floors and a total of six rooms. There were also two guards and three servants.
The two guards were in the Half-Saint Realm while the three servants were in the Dragon Transformation Realm. Yang Wu was stunned.
When they saw Yang Wu, they bowed together and said, "Greetings, Lord Saint Elder."
"Drunken Old Man, what are they doing?" Yang Wu looked at the Drunken Old Man and asked.
"Of course they are your servants. As long as you stay here, they will listen to your orders. If you don't need them, you can change them. You have absolute authority." The Drunken Old Man explained. After pausing for a moment, he continued, "They took the initiative to join the alliance because they have a goal. Everything is to increase their strength. If you want them to be absolutely loyal, you have to use pills to support them."
"So that's how it is." Yang Wu understood.
"Why don't I transfer my wives over to you?" The Drunken Old Man winked and said.
"Forget it, you can enjoy them yourself. I have a kidney deficiency." Yang Wu immediately rejected.
"You have a kidney deficiency at such a young age? Don't you feel ashamed? Back in the day, this old man had seven women a night." The Drunken Old Man looked at Yang Wu with disdain and then disappeared.
"You also know that it was back in the day." Yang Wu lightly laughed. He then looked at the five people in front of him and said, "What are your names?"
"Lord, my name is Wang Daha."
"Lord, my name is Huang Xiaohe."
"Lord, my name is Hai Gui Ren."
"Lord, my name is Li Chang Le."
"Lord, my name is Bao Meili."
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