Chapter 173 The Iron Clod
Guo Yang couldn't help but frown. He had clearly removed the malevolent aura, so what was happening?
At this moment, the surging malevolent aura erupted from the ground, engulfing everyone.
The crowd looked on in terror, feeling as if something was draining their life force. They feared that if they couldn't get through the day, they would die from the depletion of their lifespan!
The presidential suite of the hotel.
Hu Tian burst into laughter, "Good, good! Excellent! That freeloader who relies on his wife wasn't so arrogant. They probably won't see tomorrow's sun and will be on their way to the underworld."
Feng Yun Kun chuckled, "I thought he was so capable, but it turns out he's just a pretty boy."
"Master Lai, save us!"
Guo Yang fell to his knees before Master Lai.
"I'm only forty years old, how can I be like a sixty or seventy-year-old hag? Master Lai, quickly think of a way."
Yu Qiaoyun knelt on the ground, clinging to Master Lai's leg, her face filled with grief.
"This is a top-tier fierce White Tiger Sha, I can't break it at all!"
Master Lai wished he could kick the two of them. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
He deeply regretted making this trip. Although he had received the money, he almost lost his life.
He had a protective artifact, so he wouldn't die, but he had lost twenty years of his lifespan.
Guo Yang was instantly devastated, as if he had lost his parents. He sat on the ground, scared stiff.
Was it really over?
Yu Qiaoyun, like a shrew, sat on the ground, beating the floor and crying, "Guo Yang... How could I become so ugly? Even if I die, I want to die looking decent! I don't care, I don't care, you quickly find a way..."
In Yu Qiaoyun's heart, her appearance was more important than her life. She absolutely could not accept her current appearance, which made her look like an old woman.
"Shut up! I don't care about your plastic surgery in normal times. Now that we're about to die, you're still worried about how you look!"
Hearing Yu Qiaoyun's words, Guo Yang was immensely annoyed. Since Master Lai couldn't do anything, what could anyone else do? He slapped Yu Qiaoyun across the face.
Yu Qiaoyun clutched her stinging face and cried even harder.
Just then, Guo Yang suddenly remembered Chen Xuan's words and felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, "Master Chen was right, perhaps only he can save us!"
But he didn't have Chen Xuan's phone number.
He eagerly grabbed the phone and called Bai Yong.
Seeing Guo Yang's call, Bai Yong couldn't help but rub his eyes, confirming it was indeed Guo Yang. He muttered, "As Junior Brother Chen said, it's true."
He originally didn't want to answer the call, but he knew that Chen Xuan was determined to get the Thousand-Year Snow Spirit Fruit, so he answered.
"Master Bai, I want to see Master Chen. I wonder where you are? I'll send someone to invite you," Guo Yang said respectfully.
"I don't know where Master Chen is either," Bai Yong said indifferently.
"Master Bai, our Guo family knows we were wrong! Please tell me Master Chen's location!" Guo Yang, who had been arrogant moments ago, now spoke in a subservient tone.
"I really don't know. If he comes back, I'll pass on your message to the Guo family," Bai Yong replied.
"Ah? When will he be back?"
"Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow. It's hard to say."
Hearing this, Guo Yang's face turned ashen. If he had to wait until tomorrow, they would likely already be corpses.
He swallowed and said softly, "Master Bai, please call Master Chen and tell him that our Guo family is willing to apologize and offer the Thousand-Year Snow Spirit Fruit."
"Can't wait? Then you should send people to look for him yourself," Bai Yong had Chen Xuan's number, but he deliberately wanted to torment the Guo family.
Didn't they have a bad attitude towards them just now? Now, let's see how you deal with this.
After speaking, Bai Yong hung up the phone.
"Quick, someone! Go find that Master Chen for me! You must find Master Chen before dark, or all of you will be expelled from the Guo family!" Guo Yang said to the Guo family servants, his face ashen, not daring to be angry.
...
The Ji family's medicinal garden!
Nestled by the mountains and water, filled with spiritual energy, it was like a hidden paradise!
In the medicinal fields, there were many herb gatherers and workers.
Chen Xuan gazed at the medicinal garden, which covered hundreds of acres, and his heart rejoiced. He even spotted a medicinal plant that was close to reaching the level of a spiritual herb.
The Ji family truly lived up to their reputation as influential figures in Jiangbei; their foundation was so profound. No wonder the Ji family could nurture two geniuses from the Yanhuang Iron Brigade. With such a vast medicinal garden as their background, it was hard not to produce geniuses!
He finally understood why the Ji family was so pained to part with this medicinal garden.
However, from now on, this vast Ji family medicinal garden would be renamed the Chen family medicinal garden!
With this medicinal garden, it would be much more convenient for him to find medicinal ingredients in the future.
At this moment, a team of seven or eight herb gatherers had just returned from their work.
A young man wearing glasses had a very serious expression and reprimanded loudly, "Old Bai, look at how much medicine others have gathered this afternoon. Look at you, you've only dug up an iron clod all afternoon. What right do you have to stay in our herb-gathering team?"
Facing him was an old man in his sixties, covered in dirt, holding an "iron clod" in his hand. Hearing the young man's reprimand, his old face flushed red.
This young man was named Wang Hua. He had strong connections and was a top student from the medical college. He was arrogant and, upon arriving at the herb-gathering team, immediately started bossing people around, wanting to replace the position of the veteran herb gatherer, Old Bai.
Old Bai said softly, "Young Wang, look carefully. This is not an iron clod. This should be Ironwood Spring, recorded in the Shennong Medical Classic, which has the effect of prolonging life."
Wang Hua's expression grew even more somber.
The people around had already befriended the young man and immediately looked at him with disdain.
A thin young man sneered, "Old Bai, your eyes are already blurry from old age. What Ironwood Spring? How could our garden have Ironwood Spring? That Ironwood Spring is a genuine spiritual medicine!"
"Exactly. You're old, so you should retire quickly and make room for Young Master Wang, so you don't embarrass yourself here."
Old Bai's old face flushed red.
"This is really Iron..."
Old Bai couldn't help but speak.
But before he could finish, Wang Hua snatched the "iron clod" and threw it violently onto the ground, cursing, "You old fool, you dare to be stubborn with me!"
Chen Xuan's gaze fell upon the "iron clod" and he instinctively scanned it with his divine sense. The immense vitality... wasn't this the medicinal ingredient that Su Qian needed to increase his lifespan!
Old Bai shook his head and bent down to pick up the "iron clod." But at this moment, Wang Hua raised his leg and kicked Old Bai in the back. Old Bai immediately fell to the ground, getting a mouthful of dirt. Wang Hua even spat on Old Bai's body, cursing as he did, "Pah! You dare to pick up an iron clod!"
A burst of laughter erupted from the surroundings!
Old Bai struggled to get up, cradled the iron clod in his arms, and remained silent.
"Old Bai, since you like this iron clod so much, take your iron clod and go. Someone, bury this old man in the ground as a form of punishment," Wang Hua shouted.
Instantly, several of Wang Hua's sycophantic friends rushed over.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly rang out.