"Wind God Sea Pavilion?" Are you from the Wind God Sea Pavilion? Narino and the others' faces changed dramatically.
Clearly, they had heard of the Wind God Sea Pavilion and knew its strength. Only now did they realize they had caused a huge disaster.
The woman in blue flicked her palm, revealing a bronze-colored nameplate. The nameplate was only palm-sized, with a smooth jade stone in the center, on which was a delicate pavilion was painted.
The woman in blue's face was icy cold. She raised the nameplate in her hand and said, "If you want to wait for your clan to be wiped out, then go ahead and do it!" At
this moment, Chengye and the others looked extremely grim. That was the Wind God Sea Pavilion, and today they had hit a dead end.
Chengye gritted his teeth, a cold and sharp look flashing in his eyes as he said, "Hand over the Yin-Yang Soul-Soothing Herb, and you may leave!" The
woman in blue's face darkened. She hadn't expected to mention the name of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, but it didn't intimidate her. To survive, she slowly reached into her bosom and took out a fluffy piece of grass.
The grass was fuzzy and lush and vividly green. When it appeared, a faint, subtle fragrance instantly filled the air, calming the mind and making the whole body comfortable.
"This is ..."
When Long Chen saw the Yin-Yang Requiem Grass, his heart raced wildly. Looking closely, it had actually bloomed—clusters of emerald flowers about the size of sesame seeds.
It was the first time Long Chen had seen a flowering Yin-Yang Requisition Grass, and also the first time he had seen its fragrance spread for hundreds of miles. Now he finally understood why the woman and Chengye and the others valued this herb so highly.
The grade of Yin-Yang Soul-Soothing Grass is determined by its fragrance; if its fragrance can reach a zhang away, it is already considered top-tier.
In Long Chen's chaotic space, there was also the Yin-Yang Soul-Calming Grass, whose fragrance could travel three zhang away—truly the finest of the best.
The Yin-Yang Soul-Soothing Grass before him was an extremely rare mutated species, with medicinal effects that were immeasurable. Seeing it, Long Chen couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
The Yin-Yang Soul-Calming Herb is a divine medicine for calming the mind and nurturing mixed resolve. It can repair most soul injuries. Just this alone is enough to drive countless people mad.
Because soul damage is the hardest to recover from. Once the soul is injured, healing usually takes years, and the stronger the person, the harder it is to recover from soul damage.
Therefore, most cultivators would rather have part of their body cut off than let their soul suffer even the slightest damage, but this Yin-Yang Soul-Calming Grass was completely beyond Long Chen's understanding.
The woman in blue looked at the Yin-Yang Requisition Grass in her hand, her eyes full of unwillingness and anger, but there was no other choice. To save her life, she had no choice but to hand it over.
"Whoosh!"
The woman in blue flicked her jade hand lightly, and the Yin-Yang Soul-Calming Herb slowly flew toward Cheng Ye. Seeing the herb, Chengye's heart raced wildly. He cautiously reached out to catch it, afraid of accidentally hurting it.
As soon as the Yin-Yang Soul-Soothing Grass landed in Chengye's hand, a large hand mercilessly grabbed it.
"To have such a treasure, you must bear immense karma. Child, your fate is too fragile to bear it. Let me handle it!"
Long Chen had already seized the Yin-Yang Soul-Soothing Grass. At this moment, he was visibly excited, carefully playing with the herb before sending it into the chaotic space.
No one expected a stranger to appear halfway through. Long Chen looked at the woman in blue and said, "
You really are foolish. You moved out of the sect, yet they still made you hand over the Yin-Yang Soul-Calming Herb. They're clearly trying to kill you to silence you. You can't even see through this little bit?"
After Long Chen's guidance, the woman in blue instantly understood, and murderous intent surged in her eyes.
"Kid, you're looking for death! Hand over the Yin-Yang Soul-Calming Herb, or I'll tear you to pieces." Cheng Ye watched as the Yin-Yang Soul-Soothing Grass was snatched away, his anger and shock mixed as he let out a thunderous roar.
Long Chen shrugged and shook his head, saying, "It seems you really don't understand me. If it's not mine, I want to get it; if it's mine, I would never let go."
Besides, this Yin-Yang Soul-Soothing Grass isn't yours either. You snatched it from this young lady, I took it from you—see? That's karma. "
Die!"
Chengye suddenly shook his shoulder, and the spiked club in his hand smashed toward Long Chen like lightning. It had to be said, this man excelled at surprise attacks, with an astonishing speed of explosive power.
"Be careful."
Seeing Chengye's grim expression, the woman in blue immediately sensed trouble and hurriedly warned him, but Chengye's speed was too fast, and her warning had almost no effect.
"Smack!"
Chengye's spiked club stopped about a foot above Long Chen's head, and a giant hand covered in dragon scales grabbed it.
"What?"
All the experts present were shocked. The Wang family's experts knew Chengye's power all too well. Long Chen, completely unprepared, could easily withstand Chengye's terrifying strike single-handedly.
The woman in blue was also stunned. She knew Chengye's strength best; she simply couldn't withstand his full-force strike and could only rely on technique to win.
The most terrifying thing was that Long Chen casually caught Chengye's strike without a single hair moving.
Narino was terrified. He tried to reclaim it, but the spiked club didn't budge an inch. Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong, released his grip, and retreated like a bolt of lightning.
"You want it?" Then I'll give it back to you. Just
as Chengye released his grip and retreated, Long Chen pushed forward with his large hand. The spiked club emitted a piercing roar, shooting toward Chengye like a bolt of lightning.
Chengye was already retreating, and with Long Chen suddenly attacking, he had nowhere to dodge and hurriedly grabbed the spiked club.
He did grab it, but Long Chen's strength was not something he could withstand. The spiked club slammed hard into his chest.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered as the spiked club pierced straight through his chest.
Although Chengye gripped the wolf-sheep club tightly, half of it still pierced through his body. Fortunately, he held it tightly, or else the club would have pierced through his body.
Now, the part that had passed through his body was a rod. If it had been the head of the club covered in wolf teeth, his body would have been sawed in two in an instant by the sharp fangs.
"Kid, how can you be so careless? You can't even catch your own weapon. Looks like you really need to practice!" Long Chen looked reproachful, like a child admonishing him.
Seeing this, people finally understood that this black-clad man who appeared to be only at the Saint King realm on the surface was truly a terrifying powerhouse.
Chengye's face was grim. He slowly drew his spiked club and gritted his teeth, saying, "You are truly strong, but do you know what it means to offend my Wang family?" "
Get lost!"
Long Chen couldn't be bothered to waste words with him. Today, having obtained the mutated Yin-Yang Soul-Calming Herb, Long Chen was in a great mood and too lazy to kill him.
"Fine, since you dare to oppose my Wang family, do you dare leave your name behind?" Narino gritted his teeth and said.
"My surname is Long, given name Chen, and I am known as Master Long San. If you have the guts, just come and cause me trouble. Master Long San, you've never feared trouble in your life." Long Chen said disdainfully.
"Long Chen?"
When she heard Long Chen introduce herself, the woman in blue looked at him in disbelief.