C69 Sikong Yuyang

When he returned to his residence, the first thing Fang Bai did was to take out the Spirit Liquid in the cauldron. The Golden Eye Bat was extremely close to the Level Four demon beast, and even if it was an energy body, the amount of Spirit Liquid it refined made Fang Bai secretly rejoice.

They each put in two jade bottle, each with close to a thousand drops.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Bai still decided to give one of the bottles to Xiao Yu. It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with it, it was just that he didn't know how to explain it.

Sure enough, Xiao Yu pestered his for half an hour before he practically ran out of her room.

But he would not regret it!

The hidden danger in his body needed to be completely cured, and he could only stop cultivating for now. Eleven Qing Yuan Dan s was definitely not enough, and Fang Bai had no other way, he could not touch Xiao Yu's things.

Even though the value of the Spirit Liquid he gave was not small, enough to rival Xiao Yu's items by several times, he would not do that.

"One step, one step!"

Fang Bai shook his head, and threw all the Qing Yuan Dan in. After an hour, about fifty fragrant Spirit Liquid drops appeared in the cauldron.

The Qing Yuan Dan was a little expensive, but they could only refine one drop of the Marrow Washing Pill, and there were five drops of the Qing Yuan Dan. That was the purest form of energy, and it's potency was indescribable.

Fang Bai felt that the Heavenly Refinement Cauldron should not only have these kinds of uses, but it was a pity that his strength was too low, and he could only wait until he broke through the Ning Shen Stage to see if there were any surprises.

Upon reaching the true apparatus realm, one must have Spiritual Sense in order to be able to unleash its true power. As for the legendary sacristy and divine instrument, most likely just having the Spiritual Sense would not be enough.

With hope in his heart, Fang Bai had more motivation to cultivate. He immediately consumed the Qing Yuan Dan and began to refine it.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the Qing Yuan Dan s were completely used up. Less than half of the hidden ailments in his body had been removed, if Fang Bai wanted to cure it completely, he estimated that he still needed at least twenty-five more Qing Yuan Dan.

A single ten thousand, two hundred fifty thousand was a huge amount to him right now. Lowering his head to look at the five hundred drops of Spirit Liquid in his bosom that had been refined by the Sky climbing Tower, Fang Bai let out a light sigh.

Xiao Yu had originally planned to look for her, but after thinking about it, it would be better to avoid unnecessary trouble. If he were to ask about the origins of the Spirit Liquid, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

On the way to Pill Pavilion, Fang Bai hadn't been able to think of a good explanation for the Spirit Liquid. There was something in his heart, and he didn't even know when someone was blocking him.

"Is Young Master Fang interested in chatting?"

Only after hearing the voice did Fang Bai raise his head. A delicate and pretty Young man stood in front of him with the Young Master Han he had seen before following by his side.

And right now, looking at Young Master Han's expression, his status was clearly lower than this handsome Young man, moreover, he was eighteen or nineteen years old, yet he actually had the strength of the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

"I forgot to introduce myself." The handsome looking Young man chuckled: "I am Sikong Yuyang!"

Hearing that name, Fang Bai frowned his eyebrows. He had never heard of Sikong Yuyang before, nor did he know him, but he knew of Sikong's surname.

One of the strongest families in the Great Chu Dynasty, the Queen's surname, was Sikong!

His appearance was enough to cause a sensation, because not only was his surname Sikong, he was also the direct son of the Sikong Family. He was the current Empress's favorite nephew, no one could compare to him!

Of course, these were not the reasons for him to be proud. What made him truly proud was that the third position of Martial Academy's Human Ranking had already been occupied for eight months.

In other words, in four months, he would be the Martial House Disciple!

To an ordinary person, any one of them was worth being proud of for the rest of their life!

Fang Bai had a headache. He did not want to get involved in the struggle for power, but now, he could not avoid it. With his performance in the Martial Academy, the Eighth Prince would definitely rope him in.

The problem was that he had already been labeled as the Second Prince. Be it by the Eighth Prince or on the Second Prince's side, there wouldn't be a good result.

Since he had to make a choice, then he must be firm in his decision!

"What can I do for you?"

Fang Bai's indifference had angered Sikong Yuyang, or perhaps it could be said that it had stimulated his pride, and very few people dared to disrespect him. Evidently, Fang Bai was not one of the few people.

"I heard that the Second Prince bestowed you with a Chiyang Sword. Are you his person?" Sikong Yuyang said proudly.

Grant?

Hearing this ear-piercing word, Fang Bai suddenly felt like laughing. He had the heart of a ranker, a heart that was once the Dao Seeking experts. Let alone a mere prince, no one in the Great Chu Dynasty had the qualifications to use the word 'bestowed' on him!

"You misheard, it's a gift!"

Fang Bai said indifferently: "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave!"

At this time, the Young Master Han opened his mouth, "Young Master Sikong, this Kid is too arrogant. He thinks that just because he has a little talent he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. He is simply arrogant!"

Sikong Yuyang bellowed: "Han Feng, you talk too much!"

To be able to woo the current Empress Sikong Mingyue, to be able to make Eighth Prince see him as someone's right-hand man, Sikong Yuyang not only relied on his identity, but also his brain.

He quickly understood that the Fang Bai in front of him was different from ordinary people, the method he used before was wrong.

"Brother Fang, if there is anything wrong with Jade Sun, please forgive me." Sikong Yuyang cupped his fists and said: "I am not in the mood today, I will drink wine to apologize to Brother Fang another day, farewell!"

He left without hesitation and without hesitation. After a brief moment of daze for Fang Bai, what followed after was worry. He would rather Sikong Yuyang fall out on the spot than face the current situation.

"It's not simple!"

Fang Bai shook his head and walked towards the Pill Pavilion. Powerful was not scary, nor was strong. What was truly terrifying were the scheming people.

Bai Qianxue was one, Xiang Chu was one, and the Sikong Yuyang in front of his eyes was another. In comparison, the current Mu Qiuyang could also be counted as half.

Walking into the Pill Pavilion, a burst of delicate laughter sounded out, "Yo, isn't this the Senior-apprentice Brother Fang? Last time, Junior Sister had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, and even Senior-apprentice Brother Fang was unable to recognize him. "

The one who spoke was the Lady who bought the Qing Yuan Dan half a month ago. He was dressed even more flirtatiously now, his snow-white shoulders exposed outside the red dress, attracting countless gazes.

"Her business must be the best." Fang Bai secretly cursed, no wonder the Pill Pavilion would go all out to give out rewards based on the trading value of each deacon.

Since there was no power backing them, if they wanted to go any further, they would have to resort to some extraordinary means. Thinking to this point, Fang Bai felt a little pity. Perhaps the depths of her heart was hurting as well!

"Why didn't the little girl come with you? She can relax and let you out by yourself." bewitching woman glanced at Fang Bai familiarly, causing the surrounding Men to all raise their heads and look at him in jealousy.

Fang Bai could not resist it and laughed bitterly: "Can you find a quiet place?"

As soon as he finished his words, Fang Bai felt that something was amiss. Sure enough, the bewitching woman gave him a look that was incomparably bashful, and said tenderly: "Aiya, aren't you being a little too anxious?"

Sensing the countless gazes filled with killing intent, Fang Bai anxiously said: "I have a business to discuss, if you are not willing, I will look for someone else."

"Don't!"

bewitching woman hastily replied: "No matter what you want to do, I will satisfy you!"

Puff!

Fang Bai almost vomited a mouthful of blood. Luckily bewitching woman did not say anything and followed her!