Zhan Wuque's eyes lit up slightly. If he said what he lacked the most, it would be the secret medicine of the soul.

His soul is now seriously damaged, and his cultivation speed has been affected.

I urgently need secret medicine to restore soul power.

"I need the secret medicine of soul or pill. The higher the level, the better, and the more quantity, the better." Zhan Wuque replied.

"You kid are so polite," the third elder couldn't help but laugh and scold, "The more you have, the better. You are the secret medicine of souls, and you are a cabbage."

As he said that, he patted the storage bag and took out a white jade bottle, "I only have a sixth-level soul-raising pill here, and the others can't help you."

Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed with joy, and he clasped his fists solemnly, "Thank you!"

All sixth-level elixirs are sky-high, not to mention sixth-level soul pills, which are often used to save lives.

Even the third elder had only one on his body, and now he was given to Zhan Wuque.

This pill has far exceeded the reward mentioned by the third elder. Zhan Wuque has instead owed the third elder the favor.

It’s just because this pill is too precious.

"Get a pill today and give it twice the next day!"

Zhan Wuque reached out to take it and said solemnly.

There are little red shore flowers in Senluo Valley. Zhan Wuque can refine sixth-grade elixirs by breaking through to Queen Wu. After refining, you can give two to the third elder to repay this favor.

The third elder shook his head and smiled. Obviously, he did not take Zhan Wuque's words seriously.

The sixth-level pill is so precious. This sixth-level low-level soul pill is obtained from his early adventure in a former cave. It has been treasured to this day and cannot be bought on the market.

If Zhan Wuque hadn't helped him avenge his lifelong revenge, he wouldn't have been willing to take out such a precious elixir to give it to him.

"Go, if anyone dares to rob your contribution point, report my name, and come to me if necessary," the third elder looked down at the crescent moon in his hand, waved his hand slightly, and issued an order to expel the guest.

Zhan Wuqian nodded and said goodbye to leave.

He was curious about who would be the first to be the first to emerge.

Everyone treated him as a lamb to be slaughtered, but they didn't know that they were facing a terrifying beast.

Meal Hall.

Zhan Wuque was sitting somewhere to have a feast.

After coming out of the Law Enforcement Hall, he wanted to rush to the trading hall, but he saw the sign of the Food Hall on the way and couldn't help but come in to take a look.

Generally speaking, after practicing, warriors can absorb the energy from heaven and earth into their bodies, maintain daily body energy consumption without eating.

But the medicinal food is different.

It is carefully cooked with spiritual medicine and the flesh and blood of monsters, which is very beneficial to the martial artist's cultivation and body.

There are not many people in the Medicinal Food Palace, but it is easy to understand. Because medicinal food is expensive, a meal with the cheapest food requires several contribution points, and most of the outer disciples cannot afford it.

Moreover, medicinal food needs to be eaten regularly to achieve its effectiveness.

The disciples who come here to eat basically order something casually, and occasionally satisfy their appetites.

But today it's a little different.

Everyone looked at the boy in the corner in amazement.

To be precise, it is the medicinal food in front of the boy.

A large table full.

All kinds of rare medicinal foods are now full of tables, including spiritual wine, spiritual fruits, and delicious food.

Looking at the lowest-end medicinal food in front of me, everyone looked at each other with a little embarrassed expression.

Zhan Wuque swallowed a piece of spiritual flesh and nodded slightly.

This medicinal food is quite good, and it is much higher than the emperor banquet of the Heavenly Family in the Tianlong Empire. Many meat foods are added with bone soup made of sixth-level monsters. Zhan Wuque could feel a warm current rising from his lower abdomen.

This is the energy digested by food, which turns into a warm current, wandering in his body, and the power of qi and blood is slowly increasing.

As time goes by, his qi and blood become stronger, and a layer of bright jade light emits from his bones.

But compared to Zhan Wuque's huge qi and blood power, this improvement is negligible.

Seeing that the food was almost the same, a noisy sound came from the entrance of the hall.

Zhan Wuque glanced at random.

This is a group of young warriors.

They were looking around. One of them looked happy when he saw Zhan Wuque and said a few words to others, then walked towards Zhan Wuque together.

It turned out to be looking for me.

Zhan Wuque's face was calm and he continued to have a meal.

One of them was a little familiar with Zhan Wuque. He had watched it in front of the trading hall before, and he just recognized Zhan Wuque.

At this time, he was following someone with respect on his face.

It was a young man with an ordinary face and dark skin.

Zhan Wuque keenly observed that the man's right palm was larger than his left palm.

This is very abnormal. If you were not born to practice some powerful martial arts or secret techniques.

This person's cultivation level is even more extraordinary, and he has reached the level of a half-step martial spirit.

At such an age and so high in cultivation, the identity is about to emerge.

Core disciple.

"I didn't expect it to come to the door so soon," Zhan Wuque chuckled in his heart.

"You are Zhan Wuque?!"

The young man took the lead to walk to the opposite side of Zhan Wuque, sat down casually, and asked with interest.

Everyone was very loud and attracted everyone's attention as soon as they entered the door.

Zhan Wuque ignored him and ate slowly.

The young man's face froze slightly, and he felt a little displeased, "I'll introduce myself first, my name is Chen Jiannan."

"puff!"

Zhan Wuque squirted out a mouthful of spiritual wine. Chen Jiannan didn't react for a moment, and was sprayed all over his head and face.

"Boy, I think you are looking for death!"

Someone behind Chen Jiannan angrily scolded and said that he was about to take action.

Chen Jiannan reached out to stop him, his face gloomy.

He wiped the wine off his face with his hands, and the anger in his eyes was about to ejaculate, but he held it tightly.

Because he came today, there was something important.

"Sorry, I heard that I became Chen Jiannan, and I couldn't help it for a while," Zhan Wuque smiled.

Chen Jiannan's forehead was thundering.

This attitude does not seem to be apologizing at all.

And his insult to his name.

Jiannan, originally a meaning of flying south and flying into the sky, when he arrived at Zhan Wuque, he turned into a bastard?!

Chen Jiannan took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice, "You may not have heard of my name, but the Tiandihui should have heard of it. I am the president of Tiandihui."

After saying that, Chen Jiannan raised his chin slightly, with a somewhat arrogant look in his eyes.

"He is actually the president of the Heaven and Earth Association!"

"I remembered that he is Chen Jiannan, the president of the Tiandi Association, and a core intermediate disciple!"

"Tiandihui, this is a conference, and it can rank in the top 20!"

Those disciples who were eating were frightened when they heard the chopsticks.

Most of them are inner disciples, and the world is famous for its reputation. In addition, the president Chen Jiannan came in person, so he was naturally frightened.

"Oh, I haven't heard of it," Zhan Wuque picked up a piece of animal flesh and put it in his mouth, muttering.

Chen Jiannan was stunned and immediately clenched his fists.

He still understands the principle that if he wants to endure it, he will make a big plan.
Chapter completed!