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Chapter 1822: Shanglin Garden

Peerless Medicine God · 第1822章 上林苑

"You... what did you just feed him?" Du Rufeng asked in astonishment.

This treasure pig was notoriously hard to please.

Over this period, he had racked his brains but still couldn't satisfy the treasure pig.

Just now, while trying to refine a pill, the furnace had even exploded, blowing the roof off.

But who would have thought that some kid who appeared out of nowhere could feed it something that made the treasure pig utterly content?

Ye Yuan was speechless. "Of course it's a pill. Didn't that little brat just say the pig likes pills? I happened to have some pills I refined before, so I fed them to him."

Hearing Xiaotong's words, Ye Yuan had a guess.

The treasure pig must have smelled the scent of pills on him, which was why it kept burrowing into his arms.

He tried it, and sure enough, it worked.

But Ye Yuan was also quite surprised—the treasure pig's nose was incredibly sharp.

Judging by its behavior, it hadn't smelled the pill fragrance only after seeing him; it had caught the scent from far away.

This little pink pig was no ordinary creature!

"Hmph! Don't think that just because you've fed the treasure pig, you're off the hook! Grand... Grandfather Du, kill him! This brat actually spanked me! Ouch!" Xiaotong pointed at Ye Yuan, fuming.

Du Rufeng's face darkened, and killing intent radiated from him.

Xu Yan's expression changed, and he felt a headache coming on.

Du Rufeng's strength was far above his own.

And even if he were weaker, given Du Rufeng's status, Xu Yan wouldn't dare to make a move.

That Ye Yuan was really asking for death!

Zhu Wen saw this and nearly jumped for joy.

But just then, the treasure pig suddenly woke up, slipped out of Xiaotong's arms with a whoosh, and stood in front of Ye Yuan, baring its teeth at Du Rufeng.

"Hmph! Hmph!"

The treasure pig was very human-like; everyone could tell it was expressing its displeasure.

Seeing this, Du Rufeng's imposing aura instantly dissipated.

Xiaotong saw this and shouted angrily, "You stupid pig, ungrateful! Come here!"

The treasure pig shook its head and turned away, looking very haughty.

Xiaotong stomped in fury, "So maddening! So maddening! If you've got the guts, go follow that kid from now on and don't come back to me!"

But his voice was babyish, completely lacking in intimidation.

He thought the treasure pig would be scared, but instead, it darted straight into Ye Yuan's arms and even shook its head at Xiaotong defiantly, looking extremely cute.

Xiaotong was furious. "You ungrateful thing, we're through!"

With that, Xiaotong clasped his hands behind his back and walked off with an air of maturity beyond his years.

Du Rufeng stood frozen, looking at the treasure pig, then at Xiaotong, his face full of hesitation.

Suddenly, he noticed Zhu Wen nearby and said sternly, "Are you the disciple in charge of the Shadow Moon Sect's accommodations?"

Zhu Wen quickly replied, "Yes, but..."

Zhu Wen didn't know what Du Rufeng wanted, and was about to complain when Du Rufeng interrupted, "Arrange for them to stay in Shanglin Garden. Fulfill their requests as much as possible, especially that kid! If the treasure pig suffers any grievance during this time, I'll hold you responsible!"

Zhu Wen's face turned extremely sour.

Shanglin Garden was the most prestigious residence in the Huangling Sacred Grounds.

Not only were the facilities luxurious, but the spiritual energy was also the most abundant.

Even the Shangqing Sect, ranked first among the ten-plus True God-level sects, wasn't qualified to stay in Shanglin Garden.

Elder Du was actually letting the Shadow Moon Sect stay in Shanglin Garden because of a pig!

Why!

Not only did they get to stay in Shanglin Garden, but he also had to cater to their every whim.

Zhu Wen now felt like banging his head against a wall.

But he knew Du Rufeng's status all too well.

At this moment, he could only swallow his pride.

"Disciple obeys!" Zhu Wen bowed.

Du Rufeng didn't even bother to acknowledge Zhu Wen and turned to chase after Xiaotong.

The Shadow Moon Sect members all looked at Zhu Wen with strange expressions.

Just moments ago, this guy had tried to settle a personal score by humiliating them in the woodshed, but now the tables had turned completely.

Jiang Xueyan walked up to Zhu Wen with a playful look and said, "Brother Zhu, lead the way!"

Zhu Wen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. "Don't get too cocky. You're just a petty person who's come into favor."

Jiang Xueyan giggled. "Brother Zhu, you'd better watch your words. If you call us petty, Ye Yuan won't be happy, and if he's not happy, the treasure pig won't be happy. And if the treasure pig isn't happy... you know the consequences!"

As if to confirm Jiang Xueyan's words, the treasure pig grunted twice in Ye Yuan's arms and went back to sleep.

Zhu Wen's face changed, and he choked back his anger, nearly bursting.

Temple disciples had always held themselves high above True God-level sects.

But today, he had to humble himself—how infuriating!

Suppressing his humiliation, Zhu Wen took a deep breath and said, "Follow me."

...

Shanglin Garden was worlds apart from the woodshed.

It was like a miniature palace, with pavilions, flowing water, and courtyards, all exquisitely designed.

As soon as they entered Shanglin Garden, a dense wave of spiritual energy hit them, instantly refreshing everyone.

"There are a dozen or so courtyards here. Pick whichever you like. Call me if you need anything."

With that, Zhu Wen turned to leave.

He didn't want to stay here a moment longer.

"Hold on!" Ye Yuan suddenly spoke.

Zhu Wen's face changed. "What else?"

"Hmm?" Ye Yuan frowned, showing displeasure.

Zhu Wen was furious inside but had to soften his tone. "What else does Junior Brother Ye need?"

Ye Yuan smiled. "That's more like it! Wait a moment, I'll make a list for you. Prepare a batch of fifth-grade spiritual herbs for me."

Ye Yuan didn't have many fifth-grade spiritual herbs on hand; they wouldn't last long.

The Huangling Divine Temple was the top power in the Huangling Void Realm; a few fifth-grade spiritual herbs should be no problem.

With such a good opportunity to practice, it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.

But Zhu Wen's face darkened at the words. Just as he was about to explode, his eyes suddenly shifted, and he nodded. "Fine, I'll wait."

Shanglin Garden was vast. The five of them each chose a courtyard, and Ye Yuan went to make the list.

Soon, Ye Yuan handed the list to Zhu Wen. Zhu Wen took one look and his eyes nearly popped out.

This kid was really asking for a lot!

The list contained hundreds of fifth-grade spiritual herbs.

Unless it was someone at the elder level, who had the authority to mobilize so many fifth-grade spiritual herbs?

Did he really think a pig could let him run rampant in the Huangling Sacred Grounds?

Remember, this was the Temple's territory, the highest ruling power in the Huangling Void Realm!

"Heh, Elder Chai, who oversees the Herb Hall, is no less in status than Elder Du! Let's see if you can rely on a pig to withstand his wrath!" Leaving Shanglin Garden, Zhu Wen sneered to himself.