Chapter 1922: Wusong Villa

This time, Ye Yuan slept very soundly, for ten days and ten nights straight.

For a divine path powerhouse, sleep was no longer needed to recover one's state.

But this time, Ye Yuan had expended too much mental energy; he needed deep sleep to restore his condition.

On this day, Ye Yuan finally woke up, only to find a pair of big eyes staring roundly at him.

A pig's snout was pressing against the tip of his nose.

"Treasure Pig? Tong'er has gone into seclusion?" Ye Yuan quickly came to his senses.

"Oink oink!"

Treasure Pig nodded repeatedly, and Ye Yuan understood.

"Milord, you're finally awake! Tong'er took the Rain-Returning Dream-Bathing Pill and has returned to the Purple Pole Hall for seclusion," said Ning Tianping.

These past days, Ning Tianping and the others had been watching over Ye Yuan.

Seeing him awake now, they also breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ye Yuan slowly rose and nodded, "We've delayed long enough. Time to get down to business."

Xiao Feng's gaze sharpened, "What do you plan to do?"

Ye Yuan said, "Didn't they say that Piaoyu Venerable established a Dan Chen Pavilion, where alchemy duels determine the rank of alchemy gods? Then let's go take a look!"

Xiao Feng's eyes lit up at the words, and he slapped his thigh, "Ah, I'm such an idiot, why didn't I think of that? With your strength, everyone will be scrambling to cooperate with us! There's no time to lose, let's go quickly!"

Ye Yuan smiled, "No rush! I gained a lot from this alchemy session. Let me sort things out, and tomorrow morning we'll go to the Dan Chen Pavilion."

In his secluded meditation, Ye Yuan truly had many insights.

Tong'er was absolutely right; this alchemy session was indeed the greatest challenge he had ever faced in his life.

Even when he refined the Inverse Dao Pill back then, it wasn't as painful and mentally draining as this.

Ye Yuan spent over twenty days deducing the medicinal properties, constantly comparing them with the spiritual herbs, finding errors, and re-deducing.

After deducing the medicinal properties, Ye Yuan began to deduce the pill formula.

Thus, for a whole month, Ye Yuan was immersed in extremely high-intensity deduction.

How could he not be exhausted?

But in the end, he was extremely satisfied with the result.

Being able to refine the Rain-Returning Dream-Bathing Pill into a Haoling Divine Grade gave Ye Yuan a great sense of achievement.

And this also deepened his understanding of the properties of spiritual herbs.

The properties of spiritual herbs do not exist in isolation; they have deep internal connections, but these connections are too complex, making deduction naturally less direct than direct perception.

However, once the deduction was done, the benefits were naturally enormous.

Although this couldn't help Ye Yuan break through to the Ancestor Realm, it further solidified his foundation in the Dao of Alchemy.

A night passed quietly.

The next day, Ye Yuan left the alchemy room, settled the bill, and departed from the Hundred Herbs Collection.

The rent for the alchemy rooms at the Hundred Herbs Collection was extremely high. Having rented one for over forty days, Ye Yuan spent a considerable sum, which pained him greatly.

As the group was walking down the street, a young man dressed as a servant suddenly blocked Ye Yuan's path.

"May I ask, are you Lord Ye Yuan?" the servant said.

Ye Yuan was a bit puzzled but still nodded, "Yes, I am Ye Yuan. What is it?"

The servant said, "Someone just asked me to deliver a message: if you wish to see Elder Jiang Yuan, you can go to Wusong Villa on Linnan Street."

Ye Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled, "Go back and tell him I'm not interested."

After saying this, Ye Yuan led the group and left directly.

As soon as the servant spoke, Ye Yuan knew that this person must have been sent by Jiang Hua.

Although at the gatehouse, many had hoped to seek an audience with Jiang Yuan, and it could have been any of them, the most likely was still Jiang Yuan.

This Jiang Hua thought that Ye Yuan definitely couldn't find a way in, so he deliberately sent someone to attract his attention, intending to make a move on him.

Ye Yuan sneered inwardly. Was Jiang Hua bullying him for being young and inexperienced, thinking he could lure him to a secluded spot and finish him off with such a method?

He underestimated him too much!

Not only had he seen through Jiang Hua's scheme, but even if he hadn't, Ye Yuan had no intention of seeking out Jiang Yuan again.

A good horse never turns back to graze on old pasture.

Even if Ye Yuan eventually cooperated with Qingfeng Hall, it would be Jiang Yuan coming to him, not the other way around.

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At Wusong Bieyuan, Qin Zhen frowned upon hearing the servant's report.

“This kid, doesn't he want to seek an audience with Elder Jiang Yuan?”

Jiang Hua sneered, “This kid has some backbone! Hmph, but if he doesn't come, that doesn't mean I can't deal with him! Go again and tell Ye Yuan this; he will definitely follow you!”

Jiang Hua whispered a few words to the servant, who immediately took his leave to carry out the order.

Qin Zhen, listening nearby, couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised, “Hey, impressive! Truly impressive! Brother Jiang Hua, no wonder you're the head steward favored by the family head!”

Jiang Hua glanced sideways and smiled, “If I can't even handle a mere Divine Realm kid, then I've been a steward for nothing. Brother, I'll leave this to you. The family head has some tasks for me, so I'll take my leave.”

Qin Zhen smiled faintly, “Go ahead. Such a trivial matter, leave it to me.”

Not long after the servant left, he indeed returned with Ye Yuan.

And it was only Ye Yuan, alone.

Upon entering Wusong Bieyuan, Ye Yuan sensed that he had fallen into a formation.

But formations of this level were nothing to Ye Yuan.

With his current mastery of spatial laws, escaping was not difficult.

Entering the courtyard, a middle-aged man was drinking alone, pouring his own wine.

“Master, Ye Yuan has been brought,” the servant said respectfully.

Qin Zhen waved his hand, and the servant withdrew directly.

Ye Yuan narrowed his eyes, looking at Qin Zhen, and said, “Was it you who threatened me with Brother Xiao's life?”

The servant had found Ye Yuan again and told him that Xiao Feng was a disciple of Qingfeng Hall.

If he didn't come to Wusong Bieyuan, Xiao Feng would die a miserable death!

Indeed, with Jiang Hua's status, dealing with a mere low-level steward was far too easy.

Although he was just a minor steward.

With Jiang Yuan's influence, a casual word from Jiang Hua could cast Xiao Feng into an abyss of eternal damnation.

Qin Zhen looked at Ye Yuan and chuckled, “Kid, you sure are arrogant! Coming to my place and still daring to speak like that?”

Ye Yuan said flatly, “Where is Jiang Hua?”

Qin Zhen smiled, “You've offended Brother Jiang Hua, so you should have known today's outcome. Either you die, or Xiao Feng dies! Of course, since you've come here, it means you've already made your choice.”

Ye Yuan looked at Qin Zhen and said calmly, “Just you?”

Qin Zhen drank another cup of wine and laughed, “Still talking tough even at death's door! If I can't handle a mere Divine Realm seventh level, I've wasted all these years of cultivation.”

With that, his gaze turned cold, and a terrifying world force suddenly erupted, enveloping the entire courtyard.

Naturally, Qin Zhen dared not act on the street, so he had lured Ye Yuan to Wusong Bieyuan to make killing him convenient.

Ye Yuan looked at him as if he were an idiot and said flatly, “Originally, I intended to eliminate the menace Jiang Hua. Since he's not here, you can only blame your bad luck.”