C16

Lu Yun had been watching the show in a daze. Before she could react, she saw Steward Liu rushing towards her.

"Speak, did you not lose your medicine? Are you framing Yan Qingyang?" Steward Liu's eyes were bloodshot as she viciously said this.

Saying so, he waved his palm and slapped Lu Yun.

She was so strong that Lu Yun was sent flying, crashing into the bed with a loud bang.

Only then did Lu Yun react and she quickly shouted: "Senior Sister Liu, I really lost my Spirit Accumulate Pill. It must have been Yan Qingyang who stole it. "It's bleeding …"

Lu Yun rubbed her head. Her hands were covered in blood. She screamed out, rolled her eyes, and fainted.

"Hmph. Bitch, you deserve it!" Steward Liu cursed angrily before kicking Lu Yun harshly once again. Only then did she feel some of the depression in her heart dissipating.

She touched her red and swollen face, then turned and left without even looking at Lu Yun.

Jin Rong had been scared silly. She rushed over to help Lu Yun up. It was a mess.

Murong Yan brought Yan Qingyang and sprinted all the way back to Artifact Refining Room.

As the two of them entered Artifact Refining Room number two, Yan Qingyang felt a little embarrassed. Just as she was about to thank them, Murong Yan spoke first.

"I've helped you a lot this time. In the future, we'll sell magic tools for thirty to seventy percent of the money. You get thirty to seventy percent!"

Murong Yan flashed twice while holding the small fan. His long and narrow eyes narrowed as he smiled slyly.

"Wishful thinking!" Yan Qingyang gouged him out without any hesitation and sat down with a glazed stone in her hand. She rubbed it for a moment and then narrowed her eyes. "However, I can teach you how to refine a new magic tool. We will earn even more!"

"Ok, deal!" Murong Yan put away the folding fan with a smack. His smile became even more devilish. His fingers nimbly turned as the folding fan in his hand continuously spun around.

In this period of time, they had been refining Glazed Umbrella s. Glazed Umbrella s were relatively small and beautiful, so they were very popular with Female Cultivator.

Murong Yan was already tired of refining Glazed Umbrella. He really wanted to change the method.

Yan Qingyang giggled and said: "Although the Glazed Umbrella is very popular, Female Cultivator is much less than the male cultivators after all. We still have to refine the magical equipment for the male cultivators …"

"Yes, yes!" Murong Yan nodded.

"Hehe, after all, a male cultivator loves to act cool. How about we refine a Green Bamboo Glass Fan?" Yan Qingyang glanced at Murong Yan and said.

"Make a fan?" Murong Yan was surprised for a moment and then shook his head, "Not good, not good. In the future, everyone will take a fan. This is too vulgar!"

"Are you afraid that someone will steal your limelight?" Yan Qingyang immediately asked with a smile.

"How could that be!" Murong Yan released the Water Mirror Technique, looked at the person in the mirror and snorted: "In the entire Yunhua Sect, no one has been able to steal my limelight yet!"

Yan Qingyang chuckled. Suddenly, her expression darkened.

Right now, Murong Yan's elegance was indeed unrivalled within the Yunhua Sect, but soon, there was someone who suppressed him.

That person was her fiance from her previous life.

Later on, she became Luo Hsing's dao companion.

Yan Qingyang lowered her gaze and covered the hatred in her eyes as she said in a low voice: "Green Bamboo Glazed Umbrella requires Green Bamboo, Glazed Stone, Glazed Rock Powder, Spirit Spring Water … The materials needed are mostly cheap. To make a defensive magic tool, it requires thirty lower tier Spirit Stone, but it can probably be sold for a hundred lower tier Spirit Stone.

"Okay, that's it," Murong Yan immediately said without waiting for Yan Qingyang to finish.

He saw that Yan Qingyang's mood had dropped and was at a loss of what to do. He thought for a moment and asked carefully, "Are you in a hurry to use the Spirit Stone to buy pellets? "Sigh, it's not that you're scolding me, but that you're in too much of a hurry. It's not a good thing to consume too many pills. If the poison were to accumulate, it would be difficult to advance in the later stages!"

Yan Qingyang smiled bitterly and retracted the hatred in her eyes. She raised her head and said, "How can I not be anxious?" Five type Spirit Root, all of them have one spiritual asset. With this level of talent, if you do not eat the medicinal pills, I'm afraid that you will never be able to absorb Qi into your body … "

Murong Yan looked at Yan Qingyang and asked hesitantly, "Since you know what your talent means, why must you cultivate to become an immortal? I heard that before, your family could also be considered rich, and you can live a peaceful life! "

"A peaceful life?" Yan Qingyang shook her head and thought to herself, "If I don't cultivate to become an immortal, I won't be able to live a peaceful life!"

With her personality, she would definitely hate everyone in the Yan Family to the bone. Right now, nothing would happen to the Yan Family, because Luo Hsing would definitely take action herself, and the moment Luo Hsing, who had cultivated to the peak of her cultivation, descends the mountain would be the time her Yan Family will be annihilated.

Moreover, in his previous life, his Yan Family had always been under the surveillance of the mysterious cultivation families.

In such a complicated situation, Yan Qingyang could only walk the path of cultivation. Moreover, she had to be strong enough, stronger than Luo Hsing, and stronger than that mysterious cultivation clan.

"It's fine now. Let's hurry up and prepare the materials. We need to refine the Green Bamboo Glazed Fan as soon as possible." Yan Qingyang changed the topic.

Murong Yan sighed but did not pursue the topic.

Everyone had their own secrets, and even if they knew, they might not be able to help.

"Let's go. Let's go to Artifact Refining Hall and see if we can find all these materials." Murong Yan stood up and brought Yan Qingyang out of Artifact Refining Room Two.

The moment he went out, he saw Manager Zhang rushing over with two other disciples in white behind him.

Manager Zhang's face turned ugly. He said to the disciple in white behind the two, "These two are Murong Yan and Yan Qingyang!"

Murong Yan raised his eyebrows.

Yan Qingyang had already noticed that there were two swords embroidered on the sleeves of the two disciples, which were very eye-catching.

Discipline Hall disciple!

Yan Qingyang immediately came to a conclusion as a bad feeling rose in her heart.

One of the white robed disciples stepped forward with a cold face and said, "You are the outer sect disciples, Murong Yan and the service disciple, Yan Qingyang?"

"That's right!" Murong Yan and Yan Qingyang nodded.

"Alright, since you guys are involved in a theft and covering up for me, come with me! And you, Manager Zhang, we'll trouble you together! "

Murong Yan and Yan Qingyang exchanged a look of shock. Before they could say anything, the two disciples in white clothes walked up and left with the two of them.

When they were outside, the two disciples carried the flying sword s and flew towards the Discipline Hall with Yan Qingyang, Murong Yan, and Manager Zhang.

Yan Qingyang guessed that it must have something to do with the theft of Lu Yun's pills at noon. Then someone must have complained.

It was impossible for Steward Liu to complain to him, and it was impossible for Lu Yun to do so due to Steward Liu's suppression. Even more impossible for people like Jin Rong and Chu Zhenzhen who had nothing to do with each other to complain to him?

Who was that?