C16

Lu Yun had been waiting for the show, and before she could react, Manager Liu was already right in front of her.

"Speak, are you saying that you haven't lost your medicine and that you're framing Yan Qingyang?" Manager Liu's eyes were red as he spoke fiercely.

Saying that, he waved his palm, and with a "pa" sound, gave Lu Yun a slap on the face.

Her strength was very strong. Lu Yun was sent flying and crashed into the bed with a loud bang.

Only then did Lu Yun react as she cried out, "Senior Sister Liu, I really lost my Accumulation Elixir. It must have been Yan Qingyang who stole it. Why did you let her go … ah …" "It's bleeding …"

When she touched her head, Lu Yun's hands were covered in blood. She immediately cried out, rolled her eyes, and fainted.

"Hmph. Bitch, you deserve it!" Manager Liu cursed angrily and kicked Lu Yun again. Only then did he feel the depression in his heart dissipate a little.

She touched her red and swollen face, not even sparing Lu Yun a glance as she turned and left.

Jin Rong was scared silly. He rushed over to help Lu Yun up.

Murong Yan brought Yan Qingyang with him and sped back to the artifact forging room.

As the two of them entered the second refining room, Yan Qingyang felt a bit embarrassed. He was just about to thank them when Murong Yan spoke first.

"I've helped you a lot this time. In the future, we'll sell magic tools for thirty to seventy percent of the money. You get thirty to seventy percent!"

Murong Yan held the already small fan and suddenly flashed twice. His long and narrow eyes narrowed as he smiled craftily.

"Wishful thinking!" He sat down and picked up a glazed stone. He rubbed it for a moment and narrowed his eyes. "However, I can teach you how to forge a new artefact so that we can earn more!"

"Ok, deal!" Murong Yan slapped the folding fan away, his smile becoming even more devilish. His fingers nimbly turned as the folding fan in his hand continuously spun around.

In this period of time, they had been refining the Glass Umbrella. It was relatively small and beautiful, and it was very popular among female cultivators. It could be considered a relatively low cost and high profit magic tool.

Murong Yan was sick of refining the Glass Umbrella, he really wanted to change it.

Yan Qingyang chuckled and said, "Although the Glazed Umbrella is very popular, there are far less female cultivators than male cultivators. We still have to refine magical artifacts used by male cultivators …"

"Yes, yes!" Murong Yan nodded his head repeatedly.

"Hehe, after all, a male cultivator loves to act cool. How about we refine a Green Bamboo Glass Fan?" Yan Qingyang cast a sidelong glance at Murong Yan and said.

"Make a fan?" Murong Yan was stunned for a moment before shaking his head, "Not good, not good. In the future, everyone will take a fan. This is too vulgar!"

"Are you afraid that someone will steal your limelight?" Yan Qingyang immediately asked with a smile.

"How could that be!" Murong Yan released the Water Mirror Spell and looked at the person in the mirror. He snorted, "In the entire Cloud Flower Sect, no one has been able to steal my limelight yet!"

Yan Qingyang chuckled as his face suddenly darkened.

Right now, Murong Yan's elegance was indeed unparalleled in the Cloud Flower Sect. However, very soon, there was someone capable of suppressing him.

That person was her fiance from her previous life.

Later on, she became Luo Xing's Dao-companion.

Yan Qingyang lowered his gaze and covered the hatred in his eyes as he said in a low voice, "Green Bamboo Glass Umbrella requires Green Bamboo, Glazed Stone, Glazed Rock Powder, Spirit Spring Water … The materials required are all quite cheap. It costs thirty low-grade spirit stones to make a defensive magic tool, but it can be sold for around a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

"Alright, that's it!" Murong Yan said without waiting for Yan Qingyang to finish.

He saw that Yan Qingyang's mood had dropped and was at a loss of what to do. He thought for a moment and said carefully, "Are you in a hurry to buy pills with spirit stones? "Ai, it's not that I'm talking about you, it's just that you're too impatient. Taking too many pills is not a good thing. As the pill poison accumulates, it will be very difficult to advance later!

Yan Qingyang smiled wryly and withdrew the hatred in his eyes. He raised his eyes, "How can I not be anxious?" "All five types of spiritual roots have one spiritual root. With this level of talent, if you don't eat the pills, I'm afraid you will never be able to absorb Qi into your body …"

Murong Yan looked at Yan Qingyang. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Since you know what your aptitude means, why must you cultivate in the Immortal Realm? I heard that before, your family could also be considered rich, and you can live a peaceful life! "

"A peaceful life?" Yan Qingyang shook his head and thought to himself, "If I don't cultivate, then there's no way I can live a peaceful life!"

With her personality, she would definitely hate all the members of the Yan Clan. Right now, nothing would happen to the Yan Clan, as Luo Xing would definitely act on his own accord, and the Yan Clan would be exterminated when Luo Xing managed to leave the mountain with his Qi.

Moreover, in his previous life, the Yan Clan had always been under the surveillance of the mysterious cultivation clans. That clan was definitely an enemy, not a friend.

In such a complicated situation, Yan Qingyang could only walk the path of cultivation. Moreover, he had to be strong enough, stronger than Luo Xing, and stronger than that mysterious cultivation clan.

"It's fine now. Let's hurry up and prepare the materials. We need to refine the Green Bamboo Glazed Fan as soon as possible." Yan Qingyang changed the topic.

Murong Yan sighed but did not probe further.

Everyone had their own secrets, and even if they knew, they might not be able to help.

"Let's go. Let's go to the Artifact Forging Hall and see if we can find all these materials." With that said, Murong Yan stood up and brought Yan Qingyang out of the second artifact forging room.

The moment he stepped out of the door, he saw manager Zhang rushing over, followed by two disciples in white.

Manager Zhang's face was ugly. As soon as he saw the two people, he said to the disciple in white behind him, "These two are Murong Yan and Yan Qingyang!"

Murong Yan raised his eyebrows.

Yan Qingyang had already seen that the two swords embroidered on the sleeves of the two disciples were quite eye-catching.

Discipline Hall disciple!

Yan Qingyang immediately came to a conclusion and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

One of the white robed disciples stepped forward with a cold face and said, "You are the outer sect disciple Murong Yan and the service disciple Yan Qingyang?"

"That's right!" Murong Yan and Yan Qingyang nodded.

"Alright, since you guys are involved in a theft and covering up for me, come with me! "And you, manager Zhang, please help me!"

Murong Yan and Yan Qingyang exchanged shocked looks. Before they could say anything, two disciples in white stepped forward and dragged the two of them away.

When they arrived outside, the two white-clothed disciples carried their flying swords and flew towards the Discipline Hall with Yan Qingyang, Murong Yan, and Manager Zhang.

Yan Qingyang had guessed that the theft must have had something to do with Lu Yun's pills at noon, but hadn't they already been settled just now? Then someone must have complained.

Manager Liu couldn't possibly go and complain. Lu Yun being suppressed by Manager Liu was impossible as well. Jin Rong and the other people who stored the treasures were unrelated to the case, much less Lu Yun?

Who was that?