Yin Lan conquered Huang Shaohua.

After sending Huang Shaohua out of the room, Yin Lan closed the door.

"No one can avoid the temptation of having stronger strength." Yin Lan sighed.

Yin Lan gave Huang Shaohua two promises.

The first one is to help him repay Fang Qingquan's kindness.

The second one, helps him become stronger.

Yin Lan told Huang Shaohua the complete method of practicing "Dragon Slaying Spear Technique", and even gave him a beginning formula for the spiritual Technique. Although for Yin Lan, it was just an opening formula for the ordinary medium-grade spiritual Technique, Huang Shaohua's eyes lit up the moment he heard it.

This spiritual technique will not only greatly increase the speed of spiritual power cultivation, but also avoid the risk of small disasters of spiritual warriors at level 3, 6 and 9. It can even make up for the defects caused by Huang Shaohua's missed the best cultivation age, allowing him to have the ability to continue to advance!

If Huang Shaohua was just a little shaken when Yin Lan’s first promise, the appearance of the Spiritual Art made it difficult for Huang Shaohua to refuse.

This kind of thing that Yin Lan called the Spiritual Art, just by greatly increasing the cultivation speed, can attract spiritual warriors to it.

The effect of risk avoidance is no exaggeration. Once it is leaked, it will be enough to cause a bloody storm in the entire Shanlan Continent!

The third effect of the Spiritual Art is what Huang Shaohua desires the most.

Because of his scarce cultivation resources and poor foundation, he missed the best cultivation age, which led to his having to go through various life-and-death battles and exploit his potential, and finally broke through to level five spirit warriors.

Huang Shaohua was able to realize that if there was no great opportunity, he could only stop here in his life, so he was willing to be Fang Qingquan's guard commander and repay his kindness.

But now, the opportunity has come. With the spiritual skills, his ambition to embark on a stronger road and revives again.

Huang Shaohua is taciturn, but not a fool.

Only fools will give up this opportunity!

Yin Lan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice. After subduing Huang Shaohua and becoming the first person he had been reborn, he had no time to be happy, but instead felt a little solemn.

He realized the huge crisis.

The leader of Bailing Sect, Nie Hongtao, and his authentic wife, have no descendants. Nie Yuan is Nie Hongtao's only descendant and has a very high talent in cultivation. Although Nie Hongtao has a bad relationship with this daughter, he is very fond of her daughter's potential and means, and treats her daughter as her only heir to cultivate.

Therefore, Nie Yuan took over the position of his father Nie Hongtao in his previous life and became the leader of Bailing Sect.

The only daughter died and was killed by an apprentice who was sheltered by the Fang Family Chamber of Commerce. Nie Hongtao, who was the leader of the Bailing Sect, would probably be furious.

"If you want to break through to the spiritual warrior as soon as possible, your own cultivation will always be fundamental. Otherwise, even refining weapons will require help from others, which will be extremely inconvenient." Yin Lan picked up a low-grade spiritual ore and activated the Dragon Swallowing Technique to start practicing. The strong sense of crisis made Yin Lan urgently want to improve his strength.

Bailing Sect.

"Peng!"

Above the main hall of the sect, the exquisite seat armrests made of hard blue dragon stone shattered with a bang.

On both sides of the seat, two maids serving the seat were so scared that they quickly lowered their heads and their bodies trembled.

The majestic man wearing blue metal armor suddenly stood up after slamming the handrail. A majestic aura emanated from his burly body, and the air in the entire empty hall solidified at this moment.

He strode down the palace, and the dull footsteps of "dongdong" hit Mo Bing, the president of the Mo Chamber of Commerce below.

Nie Yuan is dead.

After receiving the news, Mo Bing was so scared that he was pale and hurried to Bailing Sect to claim the crime.

Although he is the president of one of the top ten branches of the three northern provinces, his status is countless times different than that of a person like the leader of the Bailing Sect.

No matter how powerful the Chamber of Commerce is, no matter how profitable it can be, if it offends the sect, it will not end well!

Even the Luo Chamber of Commerce, which ranks first among the top ten chambers of commerce, dare not offend any sect.

If you want to make money, you have to kneel down in front of the sect!

There have been many chambers of commerce that were ambitious and tried to make money while standing and even dared to fight with sects, but they have long fallen into the long river of history and no longer exist.

Although the four major sects in the north are within the jurisdiction of the three northern provinces, the status of the leader of one sect is far higher than that of the Minister of Finance of the three northern provinces!

The leader of a sect can enter the parliament and has the right to speak for the entire Qinglan Kingdom's throne change. If the minister of the Finance Department dares to provoke the sect, he will not be able to think about it, let alone the ninth-ranked chairman of the Chamber of Commerce like Mo Bing.

The entire Shanlan Continent is dominated by force, and the various sects of Qinglan Kingdom represent super powerful force.

Besides, even if Nie Hongtao is not the leader of Bai Ling Sect, he is also a super strong man above the level of a spirit warrior.

There are no more than thirty such powerful people in the Qinglan Kingdom. Who dares to offend them?

Mo Bing bent over and felt uneasy.

Nie Hongtao, the leader of Bailing Sect, who walked to Mo Bing, grabbed Mo Bing's neck suddenly, stared at him with a fierce wolf-like look, and said in a deep voice: "Nie Yuan is my only daughter, and even the heir of Bailing Sect in the future! She died because of Mo, how dare you come to see me?"

Mo Bing was pinched tightly and could not move. His qi and blood surged over his face, which turned red, but he did not dare to struggle and begged with a crying voice: "Master Nie, I also want to avenge Miss Nie. After all, Miss Nie was my daughter-in-law, but the Fang Family Chamber of Commerce and the murderer were hiding in Chilin City. I have no choice!"

Nie Hongtao didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and began to tighten the more he pinched, and said coldly: "What do you have?"

Mo Bing became frightened and began to breathe. He understood that if he didn't say anything, he would explain it here today.

"As long as I can avenge Miss Nie, I am willing to devote all the financial resources of the entire Mo family of commerce!"

Bang!

Mo Bing's entire body was smashed to the ground by Nie Hongtao.

"In two days, I will ask Deputy Sect Master Xu to take someone to Chilin City with you."

Nie Hongtao's cold voice sounded.

Mo Bing coughed violently a few times, and quickly got up to thank Nie Hongtao for not killing him.

Even if Nie Hongtao is the leader of a sect, his appearance cannot be too ugly. If he directly takes one chamber of commerce as his own, it will cause the joint resistance of other chambers of commerce and damage the reputation of the sect.

If this were not the case, Mo Bing would be strangled to death by the angry Nie Hongtao, and then the Mo Family Chamber of Commerce would not be able to escape the fate of being swallowed up.

Mo Bing is extremely grateful to be able to survive.

"Fang Qingyuan, aren't you going to protect that kid? This time, I will spend all the property of the Mo family of commerce and use the power of Bailing Sect to make you lose everything. Even if you hide in Chilin City, you can't escape!" Mo Bing's eyes became completely ferocious.

At night, in the room of Fang Mansion courtyard.

"Class 6!"

In just a few days, Yin Lan made another breakthrough.

He did not practice anymore, but instead meditated with the faint silver frost-like moonlight shining in the window.

"If I have money, I can buy some medicinal materials and refine them into potions to improve my spiritual power cultivation and directly increase my level. I have no choice but to practice hard now and now I can only slowly upgrade my efforts."

After only a few days apart, the cultivation efficiency was already terrifying, but Yin Lan was not satisfied.

However, the biggest price to take a shortcut to use potions that enhance spiritual power is that it consumes a lot of money.

A pair of potions that can improve Yin Lan's cultivation level by level will cost at least 20,000 taels alone!

"After reaching the ninth level of apprenticeship, if you want to form a perfect spiritual seed in the Qi sea, you also need a vortex potion worth hundreds of thousands of taels." Yin Lan took a deep breath. It seemed that if he only relied on the reward tasks of the Artifact Refiner Guild to make money, it would probably be far from enough.

Yin Lan is destined to embark on a unique path. In terms of forming spiritual seeds in the Qi sea, it is absolutely not ambiguous and perfunctory. It is related to whether Yin Lan's foundation is perfect. If it is not perfect enough, practicing the Dragon Swallowing Art will be harmful and useless, and it is easy to be trapped by bottlenecks.

A pair of vortex potion will help Yin Lan form a perfect spiritual seed, and this money must be spent.

"Tomorrow, I will help Fangjia Chamber of Commerce to refine a batch of Yunling compression pumps. When the spirit storage wrist guards made of Yunling compression pump are launched, I will be able to get 30% of the profit share, and I will probably have a lot of money."

"But I don't know when the leader of Bailing Sect will attack. I hope the later the better." Yin Lan's heart became solemn again.

In the early morning, the fog is heavy, the sun is not yet dawn, and the sky is still a little dark.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Yin Lan heard the knock on the door, woke up from his practice, walked out of bed and opened the door.

"Sister Qiu Ning." Yin Lan was a little surprised as soon as she opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Qiu Ning, but it was no longer the former Qiu Ning.

Instead of wearing the green clothes she loved most, she changed into a long white dress, her veil was also white, and her eyes exposed outside were no longer the numbness and emptiness of the first blow yesterday, but she looked cold.

"Yin Lan, I'm going to Chilin Sect." Qiu Ning spoke, his voice still sounded nice, but it was completely no longer as gentle as before, but cold as before, making people feel the distance in his tone.

Qiu Ning seemed to subconsciously put on a shell to protect herself and guard against anyone.

"Sister Qiu Ning, please take a rest for a while."

"I'm going to Chilin Sect."

Yin Lan finally nodded: "Okay, I'll send you there."

PS:
Chapter completed!