The moment the man in white appeared, the air in front of the Myriad Snow Palace's mountain gate seemed to be purified by the rich fragrance of pills.
At that moment, Su Jinxue's figure appeared silently outside the mountain gate, her crimson eyes staring indifferently at the newcomer.
“Jinxue.”
Alchemy Emperor Wuchen held a warm, smooth jade box, stepping forward with an elegant posture, an impeccable, gentle smile on his face.
“The Nine-Transform Mysterious Pills I gifted you during the last Ascension Ceremony must have been used up by now, right? I have refined three more furnaces for you this time, and their quality is even better than before.”
His voice was gentle and pleasant, but in his eyes as he looked at Su Jinxue, there was a trace of undisguised possessiveness.
Su Jinxue did not even spare the jade box a glance. Cold air billowed around her body, and the words she spoke were colder than ten-thousand-year-old profound ice.
“No need. This seat does not lack them.”
Before her voice could fade, her figure flashed, and she vanished on the spot, returning to the depths of the main palace.
Leaving only Alchemy Emperor Wuchen frozen in place, the gentle smile on his face stiffening inch by inch.
Not far away, Zhang Mingyuan, who was about to "take office" at the Spirit Beast Garden, shook his head at the sight.
What a wasteful woman... She doesn't even want Nine-Transform Mysterious Pills.
But...
His eyes rolled, and the lazy, spectating expression on his face instantly vanished. It was replaced by a warm and enthusiastic smile. Folding space with a step, he sidled up to Alchemy Emperor Wuchen.
“Fellow Daoist Wuchen, long time no see!”
Zhang Mingyuan familiarly slapped Wuchen on the shoulder. “Hey, don't look at her cold exterior; she's actually just thin-skinned. How could she possibly not want such good stuff? Give it to me, and I promise I'll deliver it to her hands for you!”
Alchemy Emperor Wuchen frowned and brushed Zhang Mingyuan's hand away.
He sized Zhang Mingyuan up from head to toe. “This Emperor wondered who it was. So it is the now famous ‘Sword-Bearing Attendant’ of the Xuanling Realm, Sacred Lord Zhang.”
He deliberately emphasized the words “Sword-Bearing Attendant,” the insulting implication self-evident.
Several nearby Myriad Snow Palace disciples grew indignant upon hearing this and whispered a warning, “Immortal Zhang, he is insulting you!”
“Yes, yes, yes, that's me. Quite famous, right?”
Zhang Mingyuan waved his hand carelessly. Instead of taking offense, he nodded repeatedly along with Wuchen's words, the smile on his face growing even brighter. “Hurry up and give me the pills. I'll deliver them to her for you.”
His shameless, proud-instead-of-embarrassed rogue behavior instantly choked back the bellyful of mockery Wuchen had prepared, making him feel as if he had punched a ball of cotton.
Seeing Wuchen hesitate, Zhang Mingyuan immediately turned the tables and curled his lip. “Tsk, tsk. It seems the great Alchemy Emperor doesn't have much sincerity either. I'm willing to do you this favor, yet you still won't give them to me. Could it be that you're too stingy?”
He sized Wuchen up and down, shaking his head with a sigh. “No wonder you haven't even touched Su Jinxue's hand after all these years. Your vision is too small.”
“You!”
These words accurately stabbed Wuchen's biggest sore spot. His composure instantly shattered, and his face darkened.
Having pursued Su Jinxue for a thousand years, let alone touching her hand, he hadn't even received a single pleasant look. This was the biggest thorn in his heart.
To prove his "sincerity" and generosity, and to stop Zhang Mingyuan's foul mouth from spouting any more nonsense, he snorted coldly and threw the jade box over with extreme reluctance. “Since 'Attendant' Zhang has a way, then I shall trouble you. I only hope you do not embezzle them for yourself.”
Zhang Mingyuan caught it. His divine sense quickly swept over it, and the smile on his face instantly became brighter than a blooming flower.
Holy cow, three full furnaces of Nine-Transform Mysterious Pills, not a single one missing!
He weighed the jade box with satisfaction and looked at Wuchen provocatively, the curve of his lips as punchable as could be. “There's no need for the Alchemy Emperor to worry about that. At least I can stay in the Myriad Snow Palace every day, unlike some people who can only blow in the cold wind outside the mountain gate...”
He paused, drawing out his tone as he teased, “...like a dog kicked out of the house by its owner.”
“You are courting death!”
Wuchen could no longer maintain his banished-immortal-like grace. Consumed with rage, the majestic pressure belonging to the Mahayana Stage erupted violently, sweeping directly toward Zhang Mingyuan!
“A prisoner surviving solely by relying on a woman dares to bark so wildly before this Lord! Do you truly think this Lord does not dare to touch you?”
Zhang Mingyuan smiled. To him, pressure of this level was like being nudged by a child—completely painless and harmless.
However, at this moment.
A crowd of Myriad Snow Palace disciples had gathered at some point, stepping in front of Zhang Mingyuan with righteous indignation.
The leading inner sect disciple barked angrily, “No matter what, Sacred Lord Zhang is someone close to our Immortal Lord. Is it your place to humiliate him?”
These disciples had disliked Wuchen for a long time anyway. Every time this guy came, he put on a high-and-mighty attitude, even though their Immortal Lord clearly didn't want to see him.
In comparison, although Sacred Lord Zhang used to come to the Myriad Snow Palace to steal things and fight with their Immortal Lord, he was at least one of their own!
In the entire Myriad Snow Palace, only the Immortal Lord was allowed to bully Sacred Lord Zhang!
Another disciple, wishing for nothing but chaos, shouted loudly, “Exactly! Senior Sister Bai Yao, the Immortal Lord's personal disciple, already said so—last night, Immortal Zhang and the Immortal Lord engaged in 'dual cultivation' the entire night! Who do you think you are? Even if we need pills, we have Valley Master Bai. You want to deliver pills to our Immortal Lord? Go line up first!”
“Dual cultivation”!
These two words were like a clap of tribulation lightning from the nine heavens, exploding violently in Alchemy Emperor Wuchen's mind!
His face instantly turned from pale to purple, and then from purple to pitch-black.
Dual cultivation...
The goddess he had pursued for a thousand years, whom he regarded as a divine being, where even touching her felt like desecration, actually... actually with this prisoner...
A rage mixed with extreme jealousy and humiliation completely shattered his rationality!
“A bunch of ants, you court death!”
Wuchen roared. Majestic spiritual energy instantly gathered in his palm, turning into a giant hand that blotted out the sun. Carrying a destructive aura, it was about to ruthlessly swat down at those talkative disciples!
The disciples turned pale with horror. In the face of this power, even breathing became difficult for them.
In the blink of an eye, a lazy figure teleported in front of the disciples.
It was none other than Zhang Mingyuan.
He still maintained his casual, careless attitude. Facing that world-destroying giant hand, he merely lazily extended a single finger.
In the next instant, under everyone's horrified gaze, that seemingly ordinary finger effortlessly blocked the giant hand.
“Boom—”
There was no earth-shattering collision.
The giant hand, capable of crushing mountains, shattered inch by inch the moment it touched Zhang Mingyuan's fingertip, turning into a sky full of light specks and quietly dissipating.
Zhang Mingyuan slowly raised his eyes, the playful grin on his face vanishing without a trace.
His pitch-black eyes were now as sharp as swords, piercing straight toward Alchemy Emperor Wuchen.
“I say, Alchemy Emperor, you call me a Sword-Bearing Attendant, and I won't hold a grudge against you. But I have another title... have you forgotten it?”
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