Chapter 51: Eight Nascent Soul Stage Practitioners

As soon as Xu Yang returned to Tianlan Sect, he butchered the demonic beast he had acquired, then entered seclusion to begin refining pills.

Foundation Establishment Pills were the pills he was refining this time. Refining Foundation Establishment Pills was the task Xu Yang had performed most frequently over the past hundred thousand years. The Foundation Establishment Pills he had refined could be piled up into a mountain. Therefore, Xu Yang could even refine pills with his toes and still succeed.

Although he had consumed many Foundation Establishment Pills over the past hundred thousand years, they had not shown the slightest effect. Now, his refining of Foundation Establishment Pills was largely driven by a persistent obsession.

He wanted to establish his foundation, he *needed* to establish his foundation! He had been stuck in the Qi Refining stage for a hundred thousand years; it was utterly ridiculous.

Very quickly, a batch of Foundation Establishment Pills was successfully refined. Xu Yang consumed these pills as if they were candies.

If it were any other ordinary Qi Refining cultivator, consuming so many Foundation Establishment Pills would instantly allow them to break through from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment. However, when Xu Yang consumed these Foundation Establishment Pills, it truly felt as if he had eaten candies, with no reaction whatsoever.

Xu Yang was already used to it; he let out a lonely sigh and began refining other pills. The pills he was refining this time were for enhancing the cultivation of Golden Core cultivators. These pills were primarily for Fang Yan and Ling Qingshu.

Seeing the spiritual herbs piled up like a mountain, Xu Yang frowned. Carrying the entire sect alone, Xu Yang felt that it was truly exhausting. Xu Yang couldn't help but ponder whether he should find a few alchemists to share some of his burden.

He lit the furnace and began refining. Unlike other alchemists' dramatic processes, the entire refining process was extremely smooth. In no time, a cauldron of pills was ready.

Just then, Fang Yan's frantic shouts suddenly came from outside.

"Xu Yang," Fang Yan yelled, "There are Nascent Soul cultivators outside! They say they're going to slaughter our Tianlan Sect, and they're calling us a demonic sect!"

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and Fang Yan ran in, his face full of tension.

Xu Yang put away the batch of pills and said, "What's wrong? Calm down."

Fang Yan said breathlessly, "Well, there are eight Nascent Soul cultivators outside, and they say they're going to slaughter our entire Tianlan Sect! The whole sect is in chaos now."

Xu Yang frowned slightly. Eight Nascent Soul cultivators? That was quite a significant force. He then sneered and said, "All right, I understand. I'll go take a look."

After Xu Yang spoke, his figure flickered and he vanished.

Fang Yan was stunned for a long moment before he reacted and quickly ran out after him.

***

When Xu Yang arrived at the Tianlan Sect's mountain gate, he saw over a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators shouting insults at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Yang descended the mountain and stood before the dozen-plus Nascent Soul cultivators. He calmly said, "What are you shouting about?"

Seeing that Xu Yang was merely a Qi Refining cultivator, Zhao Tianyu immediately showed a look of disdain. "Who are you, the gatekeeper?" he sneered. "Quickly, tell your sect leader to crawl out here! I'm going to slaughter him."

Xu Yang looked at the arrogant person before him and calmly said, "I am Xu Yang. Although I am not the sect leader of Tianlan Sect, I believe we can still talk."

Zhao Tianyu was about to mock Xu Yang, wondering who he was as he hadn't heard of him, but suddenly, he recalled Xu Yang's renowned name. His expression instantly became serious. After all, Xu Yang's fearsome reputation was well-known; he had heard long ago that Xu Yang was an existence capable of instantly defeating anything and everything. Ever since Xu Yang's name became known in this world, any opponent he encountered was instantly defeated. To this day, no one had ever been able to withstand a second move from Xu Yang.

Zhao Tianyu took a few steps back, then said respectfully: "Senior, our purpose in coming here this time is simply to ask you to hand over Bai Ningmei to us. We have no other intentions."

Xu Yang glanced at him, then said, "Bai Ningmei is not with me. You can look elsewhere; perhaps you'll find her."

Zhao Tianyu looked embarrassed and said, "Well, Senior, this matter is of great importance. If you don't hand Bai Ningmei over to us, I fear the entire Tianwu County will face disaster."

Xu Yang nodded and said, "I already know about the situation in your Tianwu County. Isn't it just a sealed demonic beast about to emerge? That's quite simple."

Zhao Tianyu nodded, his face filled with surprise and delight. He had been afraid Xu Yang wouldn't believe him, but since Xu Yang already knew about it himself, things would be much easier. "My Lord," he said, "Since you already know everything, please hand Bai Ningmei over to us. Anyone else can be dispensable, but Bai Ningmei possesses the Supreme Yang Heavenly Blood, which is crucial. No matter what is lacking, she cannot be the one."

Xu Yang listened to Zhao Tianyu's lengthy explanation, his gaze remaining calm and unchanged. After a moment, Xu Yang finally asked, "Are you done talking?"

Zhao Tianyu was taken aback. "Yes, I'm done," he replied. "I just told you everything."

"But I just told you," Xu Yang said, "she is not with me. You can look for her elsewhere. Why do you keep talking to me about it?"

Zhao Tianyu was dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.

Just then, a burly man from behind sneered and said, "Hey, can you stop toying with us like monkeys? Our scouts saw you and that hussy enter Qizhou. Are you trying to deny it?!"

The man, with a loud, coarse voice, spoke brashly and was pointing a finger at Xu Yang's nose. What Xu Yang hated most was when others pointed a finger at his nose.

Therefore.

With a *crack*...

Xu Yang suddenly reached out his hand, grasped the burly man's finger, and sharply bent it. Following a crisp sound of bone breaking, a loud, pig-like shriek rang out.

"I advise you," Xu Yang said, "to speak properly from now on and don't point your finger."

Xu Yang released the man's hand, and the Nascent Soul cultivator hopped around, clutching his broken hand.

"Damn you, do you want to die?!" the Nascent Soul cultivator continued to curse.

Suddenly, Zhao Tianyu slapped him. With a *smack*, a five-finger print appeared on the face of the Nascent Soul cultivator with the broken hand.

"Why did you hit me?" the Nascent Soul cultivator asked, somewhat bewildered.

Zhao Tianyu glared fiercely at him and said, "Aren't you going to be more respectful to Senior? Do you want to die?"

After Zhao Tianyu's reminder, the man instantly reacted, realizing Xu Yang was a God of Slaughter whom he couldn't afford to offend.

"Senior Xu, just now..."

The man wanted to say more, but Xu Yang raised a hand, stopping him from continuing.