Empress Master: Don’t go too far, evil disciple!

"I'm just a miscellaneous servant under the empress master. No

matter how Xiao Yilang explained, everyone didn't believe it.

Can a handyman have a storage ring? Can a handyman have a storage

bag?

In their opinion, this is just Xiao Yilang's humble words.

Even if it is a miscellaneous servant, it is also a miscellaneous servant under the empress master.

There are all ants under the empress, and they all work for the empress, and they are all miscellaneous servants.

Therefore, Xiao Yilang didn't bother to explain.

The entrance to the cave has been sealed, and there is a sound of ice crystals cracking outside, and people hiding in the cave can clearly feel that the earth seems to be frozen at this moment.

Outside, the sky-high icicle reached the ground, centered on the monstrous ice finger, and the icy cold qi spread outward.

Any creature that is touched by the cold breath will be biomorphized into an ice sculpture.

All living things, including flowers and trees, were reduced to ice sculptures at this moment, but the caves stood on the earth without difficulty.

In the cave, everyone shivered from the cold, and the bonfire could not withstand the bitter cold.

The monks can only barely support themselves by running with aura.

The second-order monk was already shivering from the cold, and only the third-order monk could still support it.

Xiao Yilang silently took out two fur coats with fleece and thickening, as well as a super thick futon.

Before setting off for the secret realm, he had prepared the perfect strategy.

More than a dozen sets of bedding and fur coats were prepared in advance, and padded jackets were added.

Before leaving, he gave Ye Champo a few futons and fur coats, and Gong Jingting a few futons and fur coats.

Now all he has is two and a set of bedding.

"Brother, how do you have a futon and a padded jacket?"

everyone's eyes widened when they saw Xiao Yilang's warm equipment.

Where do ordinary monks care about these things, they all have aura protection, even in winter, they are not too cold, basically rarely use these things.

It's just that they didn't expect it to be cold and scary here, and the aura was already a little unable to support their cold.

"When you go out, you still have to prepare more clothes for spring, summer, autumn and winter. "

Big brother, can you sell your clothes to the younger brother, the little brother is shivering. "

Big brother, sell it to me, and I want the quilt too." "

For a while, everyone gathered around, all of them were second-order disciples, and they were about to freeze to death at this moment.

"You can only sell two furs, not bedding. "

Big brother, I'll give you 1,000 spirit stones to buy you a piece of fur. "

Big brother, I'll give you 1,500 spirit stones. For

a while, everyone rushed up, some out of the spirit stone, some out of the spirit grass materials, and they were very happy.

Not far away, the Holy Maiden of the Red Flame Sect and a bunch of female disciples huddled together, she was a third-order cultivator, but she could still endure this cold.

Even so, she was a little cold, who would have thought that the winter in the secret realm would be so cold.

Turning his gaze to Xiao Yilang's direction, his two furs had been bought and earning 10,000 spirit stones.

10,000 spirit stones are enough to buy 10,000 pieces of fur outside, which is really too profitable.

Xiao Yilang only hated that there were no more fur coats at the moment, and there were dozens of more, wouldn't it be a profit.

"Senior sister, we're so cold too. A

female disciple looked at Xiao Yilang's futon with a blank eye, and at first glance it was a high-grade futon, better than fur.

"Yes, Senior Sister Saintess, why don't you go to Brother Xiao and buy that set of bedding.

As soon as she heard this, the holy maiden Ai Xianyuan hesitated, and she was really distressed when she looked at the sisters shivering.

As a saintess of the sect, she has the obligation to protect all her disciples, and if she can't do this, she is not worthy of being a saint.

Thinking like this, Ai Xianyuan nodded and walked towards Xiao Yilang.

"Brother Xiao, do you call it selling bedding?"

"You see that my sisters are about to freeze to death, can you sell the bedding to you."

Ai Xianyuan's voice was crisp, but there was a little tremor in her tone, which was obviously frozen.

She was a third-order cultivator, so she could naturally survive it, and the other second-order disciples had already hugged each other.

And she was also shocked in her heart, Xiao Yilang in front of her was even more frost-resistant than her.

What does this mean?

It shows that Xiao Yilang in front of him is definitely a third-order monk.

The third-order disciple of the Demon Spirit Sect is more frost-resistant than her, and should be a third-order mid-to-late stage cultivator.

is still a disciple of the empress master, so he must be an inner disciple.

There is a storage ring again, it must be the existence of the Holy Son level of the sect.

This is not difficult to guess, and even the crowd has long made up its mind.

Xiao Yilang must be a powerhouse at the level of the Holy Son of the Demon Spirit Sect.

The disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect generally like to be alone, and they will not report to the group, otherwise Xiao Yilang's dignified holy son would not have traveled to the secret realm to this place alone.

Ai Xianyuan also concluded in her heart at this moment that Xiao Yilang was the holy son of the sect, and his status was the same as her.

And the status of the Demon Spirit Sect is much higher than that of the Red Flame Sect, so Xiao Yilang's status as a holy son is actually more valuable than that of her, a holy woman.

There are all kinds of indications that Xiao Yilang is definitely a very low-key holy son of the Demon Spirit Sect.

The more Xiao Yilang doesn't admit it, the more true it is.

After all, when a person goes out, as a holy son, he must be a low-key person, and if he does things in a high-profile manner, he can't discredit the sect.

They all know this.

Moreover, if he confessed that he was the Son, then he could not make a fortune selling bedding and furs.

As the Holy Son, he even has to have the prime minister's belly, and the heart of the Virgin is bursting.

If he admits that he is the Holy Son, he may not be able to sell fur coats, and the bedding must be generously given away in order to show the abundance of the Holy Son.

Everyone who understood this was also surprised by Xiao Yilang's caution, and sure enough, this was the real purpose of concealing the identity of the Holy Son.

Without the burden of the Holy Son, it is easier to do things, don't you just want to sell their clothes at a high price?

Xiao Yilang looked at the female disciples who were shivering from the cold, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"How many spirit stones do you have?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at them carefully, this was a duel between the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the two sects.

They couldn't interject at all, this was tantamount to the diplomacy of the sect, and the words and deeds of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter could represent the image of the sect.

"I don't know, you name it, as long as I can afford it, I can accept it.

Ai Xianyuan bit lightly, how could she have been entangled for these mundane things.

"Then 20,000 spirit stones.

Xiao Yilang thought about it, and he didn't ask for it too hard.

But Ai Xianyuan's face turned pale, this price is too expensive.

The fur coat was bought by everyone with money, and she, as a saint, couldn't afford 20,000 spirit stones.

As soon as they heard the 20,000 spirit stones, everyone was shocked.

They are too embarrassed, let alone 20,000 spirit stones now, everyone combined, 2,000 spirit stones may not be enough.

I didn't expect this Holy Son of the Demon Spirit Sect to be so black-hearted.

Hiding the identity of the Holy Son is just to earn their Red Flame Sect's spirit stones.

It's despicable and shameless.

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