Hold the Excalibur! Emperor Huang! Who dares to offend the Three Realms?

However, whether it is the Nine Heavens Spirit Realm or the Black Realm, they are too far away for Ye Xingli.

The truth is actually not that important.

As long as she knew that Feng Lingsi's life was not in danger, that was enough.

What she needs to do now is take care of her own affairs.

Ye Xingli touched the vines one by one, walked into the training room, and burned amethyst to practice.

Ye Xingli folded her hands in front of her body, the true meaning of the Emperor Phoenix was flowing in her body, and the amethyst in the formation plate quickly turned into spiritual energy for her use.

She did not use the spiritual essence to improve her own cultivation, but instead put it all into the spiritual platform for the two martial spirits to repair.

Practice!

Practice!

Endless practice!

Ye Xingli didn't know how long she had been practicing.

There was only one thought in her mind, she needed more spiritual essence!

After an unknown amount of time, she found that the amethyst was burned out, and she subconsciously reached for the amethyst, but when she had no time to take it, she realized that she had used up the two million spiritual crystals that she had brought out!

Ye Xingli looked into the spiritual platform and found that the little Emperor Huang had entered the spiritual core space at some point and was standing on the Purple Immortal Bamboo, pecking at the bamboo rice.

Its body still looks like a small sparrow, but fortunately the feathers around it are no longer so dim.

Sensing her gaze, it raised its wings and waved towards her. The wings shone like glass under the light.

Ye Xingli felt relieved and sat down to continue practicing.

I just feel a little sorry for Amethyst!

Fortunately, she got Yue Jianqian and An Qiming's acceptance.

These two people are truly worthy of being descendants of a wealthy family in the upper world, and their net worth is extremely rich.

The amount of amethyst alone in Akane Tsukimi's Najie exceeds two million.

An Qiming's was slightly less, one million.

There are a lot of other things too.

In order to blow up the moon ship, she used all the spiritual treasures in An Qimingna's ring. Most of Akane Yue Jian was still there, including array disks, talismans and elixirs.

It's a pity that they haven't dabbled in alchemy, and there are almost no useful medicinal materials or herbs in the Najie.

If you want to repair the Dragon Pattern Sword, you still have to think of other ways.

For example, look for Zuixian Tower.

After the training, Ye Xingli made two bowls of Shiquan Dabu Decoction alone and went out in disguise.

Lu Qingzheng didn't know she was back.

She wasn't going to let him know she was back either.

This way, she can do a lot of things quietly.

Stepping into the lobby of Zuixian Tower, she met Wu Xiang who was walking down in a hurry with a young man's expression. Ye Xingli walked over and greeted him: "Uncle Wu, are you busy today?"

Wu Silu turned around and saw an unfamiliar face, and couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

Only then did Ye Xingli remember that she had a disguise on her face, and she quickly introduced herself: "I am Ye Xingli."

Wu Ci looked her up and down: "How did it happen like this?"

Ye Xingli coughed dryly: "It's not convenient to show your face recently."

Wu Ci nodded to express her understanding: "The ingredients are all ready. Ask the shopkeeper to give them to you. I'm in a hurry to leave."

Ye Xingli asked: "I am familiar with Dongdu. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Wu Silang paused, glanced at the young man beside her, and said with a wry smile: "Something happened to Quanzi's martial spirit, so I rushed to him to find the Soul-accumulating Pill."

Ye Xingli noticed this young man just now.

He has an appearance between a boy and a young man, with very delicate facial features and a very well-behaved temperament. However, probably due to the damage to his martial spirit, his face is a little pale and his lips are pursed tightly, as if he is enduring some pain.

Seeing her looking over, he greeted her slightly: "Hello, I'm Wu Jingzhi." Yexingli nodded: "Hello."

Wu Silu explained: "I originally invited an eighth-level alchemist from Danyang Kingdom to refine it, but I didn't expect that after three doses of medicinal materials were used up, none of them were successfully refined."

Ye Xingli: "..."

Isn’t Danyang Kingdom famous for alchemy?

A dignified eighth-level alchemist is actually so good?

However, what she is even more confused about is: "Does Zuixianlou usually have contact with the upper world? It shouldn't be difficult to find him a spirit-accumulating pill in the upper world?"

Wu Ci sighed: "I think so too, but the time for traveling between the upper and lower realms of Zuixian Tower is fixed. The next time someone comes from the upper realm will be ten days later. He will have to participate in a secret trial in seven days. In terms of time, Can’t make it in time.”

Ye Xingli understood: "So, you are looking for the high-grade spirit-accumulating pill that was auctioned in Dongdu some time ago?"

When mentioning this, Wu Si's expression became even more depressed: "Yes, but I just received the news that the Spirit Accumulating Pill has been used."

Ye Xingli: "..."

Wu Cang didn't intend to delay any longer, and added: "We have to find other spirit-acquiring pills now, or see if we can find old man Xingye. We'll talk about it later if anything happens."

Ye Xingli smiled and said, "You can find me."

Wu Ci didn't quite believe it: "You have?"

Ye Xingli looked at the people coming and going outside, then tilted her head towards Zuixian Tower: "What's going on inside?"

Wu Silu showed a glimmer of hope in her heart: "Please come inside."

After arriving at his usual place on the eighth floor, Ye Xingli sat down, raised his hand and wiped it on his face, removing the disguise on his face and revealing his original face.

She is here to discuss business, and she is doing this out of respect.

Wu Jingzhi inadvertently looked up and saw her cold and stunning face, and was stunned for a moment.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to imagine that her true appearance was so cold and stunning, with every inch of her skin revealing an indescribable beauty.

Wu Silang didn't pay attention to this.

He only thinks about Yunling Pill!

After sitting down, he couldn't wait to speak: "Do you really have a spiritual elixir? Is it low-grade or medium-grade?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xingli brought out a bowl——

soup?

Wu Su was confused for a moment and anxious: "I want to see the elixir first."

Ye Xingli raised her hand to brush away the sealing technique on the mouth of the bowl: "This is it."

Suddenly, a strong aroma hit Wu silk's face!

Wu Si felt refreshed and looked at the soup filled with golden light in front of her in surprise: "Is this the Spirit-Absorbing Pill?"

The corners of Ye Xingli's lips curved slightly: "No, this is the Shiquan Dabu Decoction, which is specially designed to repair martial spirits."

Zuixianlou is the best restaurant in the lower world, and Wu Cang himself is also an expert in food, but he has never heard of any soup that can restore martial spirits.

There was a trace of disappointment on his face: "This soup looks really good, but it won't repair the martial spirit, right?"

Ye Xingli smiled: "What if this was refined by Old Man Xingye?"

Wu Silu was stunned.

He looked at the Shiquan Dabu Decoction in front of him with a critical eye again, and he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart: "Do you mind if I try it?"

Ye Xingli raised her hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Of course I don't mind."

Wu Cang took out a spoon, carefully scooped out a small spoonful of soup, put it on the tip of her tongue and tasted it. A look of surprise immediately appeared on her face!

The rich aroma followed the soup and fell into the internal organs and dispersed into the limbs and bones. It was like a top-grade elixir, quickly smoothing away the fatigue caused by his anxiety and continuous running these past few days!

He felt that his martial spirit had relaxed a bit.

This is just a small spoonful!

If you drink a whole bowl, you might actually be able to restore your martial spirit! (End of chapter)