Tan Zhiyuan, after hanging up the phone, danced with excitement on the spot. As a result, Xiao Chuanzi ran back, looking at Senior Brother Tan strangely: "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"
Seeing his junior brother, Tan Zhiyuan quickly suppressed his inner ecstasy and resumed his usual stern demeanor of the senior disciple, saying, "The elixir has been refined. By the way, what's happening outside?"
Xiao Chuanzi came to the medicinal furnace and smelled a rich medicinal fragrance through the air vent in the furnace lid. The scent of the Condensing Fragrance Flower was particularly strong, leaving a faint floral scent on anyone who inhaled it.
Even the entire person felt a sense of peace and tranquility, making Xiao Chuanzi intoxicated. Tan Zhiyuan tugged at his arm: "I'm asking you, what's all the commotion outside?"
Xiao Chuanzi impatiently shook off his arm, glanced at Tan Zhiyuan, and said, "Catching a thief! Someone sneaked into our Wudang Sect wanting to kill Abbot Wan!"
Tan Zhiyuan immediately asked, "How is Abbot Wan now?"
"He's fine. He's on his way back with Master and the others."
Xiao Chuanzi sat on a small stool, fiddling with the charcoal in the fire pit with a small iron rod, preparing to roast a sweet potato...
"What did you say?"
However, Tan Zhiyuan's eyes widened, his emotions instantly becoming agitated. He squatted down and grabbed the collar of Xiao Chuanzi's disciple robe: "You mean Abbot Wan isn't dead?"
Facing his senior brother's menacing look, Xiao Chuanzi was startled and couldn't help but shout, "Senior Brother, what are you doing? Abbot Wan is certainly not dead, let go of me..."
Tan Zhiyuan was stunned, his eyes wide, and his voice trembled: "How is that possible..."
Xiao Chuanzi stood up, looking at Tan Zhiyuan sitting dumbfounded on the ground, and said strangely, "Senior Brother, are you foolish?"
With his mind in turmoil, Tan Zhiyuan reacted instantly. He quickly stood up and berated Xiao Chuanzi, "Watch the medicinal furnace properly, I'm going out to take a look..."
Xiao Chuanzi tugged at his crooked collar and looked at the flustered Tan Zhiyuan with a strange expression. The young boy, not overthinking, sat down and muttered to himself, "Crazy..."
Tan Zhiyuan, running out of his residence to the outside, indeed saw Wan Yunting accompanied by Ouyang Shenhe, Zhang Yansong, and Wang Zheng, along with Zi Qing and a group of disciples returning towards them from a distance. Tan Zhiyuan's eyes widened in disbelief, his emotions somewhat out of control, and he cried out in his heart: How is this possible? Lin Yidao is at the Martial Dao Gangjin realm, how could he fail to kill him?
Tan Zhiyuan was so excited that he felt like he was going mad. Just a moment ago, he had confidently told Ouyang Liqun that Wan Yunting had been killed. Now, seeing Wan Yunting return unharmed, how could this not shatter Tan Zhiyuan's heart? He had deceived Ouyang Liqun, and how could he explain it to him?
As Tan Zhiyuan's expression shifted and he stood in a daze, Wan Yunting and Ouyang Shenhe, along with Zhang Yansong, Wang Zheng, Duan Yingying, Lan Xin, Chong Ling'er, and other disciples, returned. Seeing Tan Zhiyuan standing on the steps with a complex and dazed expression, Zhang Yansong asked, "Zhiyuan, why are you standing here? How is the medicinal furnace?"
Returning to his senses, Tan Zhiyuan quickly adjusted his mindset, smiling unnaturally at his Master and Uncle. Especially when facing Wan Yunting's narrowed, sharp gaze, Tan Zhiyuan's heart trembled as if struck by electricity, and his smile became awkward. He said, "I heard from my junior brother that Abbot Wan was attacked, so I came out to see. Master, Abbot Wan, please rest assured, the elixir has been refined."
Upon hearing that the Condensing Fragrance Pill was refined, Wan Yunting cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Thank you, Daoist Tan, for your hard work."
"Abbot Wan, you are too kind."
Tan Zhiyuan quickly returned the礼 and asked, "Is Abbot Wan alright?"
Wan Yunting continued to smile and said, "Thank you for your concern, Daoist Tan. I am fine. The assailant couldn't defeat me and ran away."
Tan Zhiyuan's expression faltered slightly, and he immediately changed his tune, saying, "Abbot Wan, please rest assured, I will organize our Wudang Sect disciples to capture the culprit and give Abbot Wan an explanation."
"Alright, you don't need to go. Xiuqi and Qin Yuan have already gone."
Zhang Yansong waved his hand at Tan Zhiyuan, then turned to Wan Yunting and said, "Abbot Wan, let's go and see the elixir."
"Good."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, supporting Ouyang Shenhe and following Zhang Yansong towards his residence. As he passed by Tan Zhiyuan, Wan Yunting smiled and said, "Thank you, Daoist Tan."
Facing Wan Yunting's gaze, Tan Zhiyuan looked somewhat guilty, his smile unnatural. He said, "Abbot Wan, you are too kind. This is what we should do..."
When Zi Qing came up, her naturally dazed phoenix eyes also deeply glanced at Tan Zhiyuan, but she said nothing, following behind Wan Yunting.
After everyone had gone inside, Tan Zhiyuan was left standing on the steps, his expression complicated and his heart in turmoil. The most critical issue for him now was how to tell Ouyang Liqun that Wan Yunting was still alive...
At this moment, at the entrance of the international airport in Beijing, a woman wearing a red coat, a scarf around her neck, an English-style hat, sunglasses, and a mask, her face was obscured.
She carried a designer handbag, and beside her was a young man in a black coat. His sharp gaze suggested he was no ordinary person. He was responsible for carrying the luggage, acting as a bodyguard.
As a Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly approached, Ouyang Liqun, who had come to greet her personally, got out of the car and quickly walked over. Ji Ruxue then took off her glasses, revealing her bewitching and alluring fox-like eyes, which narrowed into crescent moons. She looked down at Ouyang Liqun like a queen, saying nothing.
Suddenly, Ouyang Liqun felt immense pressure and said in a low voice, "Let's get in the car first."
Ji Ruxue handed the handbag she was holding to Ouyang Liqun and walked directly towards the car.
The bodyguard youth opened the rear door for her to get in, then loaded the luggage into the trunk before returning to drive. Ouyang Liqun sat in the back with Ji Ruxue and said, "Dark Night, head back to Miyun."
The young man, nicknamed Dark Night, said nothing and drove away.
"Speak, why did this happen!"
Ji Ruxue took off her hat and then her mask. Her movements were elegant, revealing her divine and enchanting face. Her skin was fair like congealed fat, her bewitching fox-like eyes had an unusual pale green pupil color, giving her a strange and eerie aura!
Her high nose and fiery red lips were captivating. Taking off the scarf revealed her swan-like neck, adorned with a delicate diamond necklace that accentuated her naturally noble and elegant demeanor. As she ungracefully crossed her legs, she still appeared elegant and charming in Ouyang Liqun's eyes.
But as Ji Ruxue turned her head, a sinister glint in her strange green, fox-like eyes made Ouyang Liqun's heart race. He couldn't help but let go of his usual arrogant demeanor, saying, "Ruxue, this matter, from beginning to end, was caused by only one person!"
"Wan Yunting, correct?"
Ji Ruxue said, taking out an exquisite box, opening it, and taking out a ladies' cigarette. Ouyang Liqun immediately took out a lighter and lit it for her, saying, "Yes, it was Gao Zhe and that Wan Yunting who had a personal feud. The entire Southeast Asian market was disrupted because of this. And now the United States and Mexico... it was my negligence that led to the current situation, Ruxue. I have failed you."
Ji Ruxue, exhaling smoke from her cigarette, exuded a sexy yet mature and elegant charm. She waved the hand holding the cigarette and said, "Liqun, I didn't come to China for your apology. I want to know how you intend to deal with that Wan Yunting?"
Ouyang Liqun immediately said, "Ruxue, I have good news for you. Just now, I had someone deal with Wan Yunting..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ouyang Liqun's phone rang. He excused himself, took out his phone, and saw it was Tan Zhiyuan. Ouyang Liqun raised an eyebrow, wondering why he was calling him at this time, but he still answered, "What is it?"
At this moment, Tan Zhiyuan was in a secluded place. Hearing Ouyang Liqun's voice, his heart became even more nervous and fearful. But he still braced himself and said, "Young Master Qun, I apologize. I provided inaccurate information earlier. Wan Yunting... he's not dead..."
"What did you say?"
Ouyang Liqun's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but roar in anger, "You dare to lie to me."
"No, Young Master Qun, I didn't lie to you. I truly believed Lin Yidao could kill Wan Yunting. I really didn't mean to..."
Enraged, Ouyang Liqun didn't want to listen to Tan Zhiyuan's explanation and hung up the phone. He then made another call and said in English, "Get rid of him!"
He hung up the phone after speaking. Ji Ruxue, sitting beside him, narrowed her fox-like eyes and smoked her cigarette without a word. Ouyang Liqun quickly calmed his emotions before turning back and saying, "I apologize. I originally thought Wan Yunting was dead, but unexpectedly, there was a complication."
"Heh heh, as expected."
Ji Ruxue chuckled with her fiery red lips and said, "Let me handle it!"
Her words made Ouyang Liqun frown. His heart was gloomy and angry, and he clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth without speaking. He knew his mind was already in disarray!
This was not a good thing...
On the other side, Tan Zhiyuan looked at the phone that Ouyang Liqun had hung up on. He was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone, but then he thought better of it and could only snort unwillingly and return...
Meanwhile, a foreigner appeared at the foot of Wudang Mountain, carrying a long black cloth bag of unknown contents. He looked up at Wudang Mountain and then turned a corner, entering from another direction.