cards, there was no chance of winning. Therefore, the best option now was to escape!It's not just about escaping this palace, but escaping the barbaric world itself!Yi Zheng's and the other person's s...As the aged voice fell, the ground beneath Jiang Yun's feet suddenly trembled violently.

Then, countless soil churned and coalesced into a gigantic hand, reaching straight for Jiang Yun.

The appearance of this palm instantly allowed Jiang Yun to feel a powerful pressure enveloping him, completely shrouding him.

Apparently, the other party had reached their limit with Jiang Yun's actions and finally retaliated.

"God bless you!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Yun's eyes as he judged the opponent's strength. He was also a strong Tianyou realm warrior, and even compared to Gu Luo and others, he was no weaker.

If the other party is willing to show themselves, then relying on the Soul-Locking Incense, I still have a fighting chance.

But so far, I don't even know where the other party is. Even lighting the soul-locking incense has no effect, so I am not even their opponent at all.

However, Ginger Cloud couldn't worry about that much. Even if he wasn't an opponent, he had to give it his all.

Jiang Yun hid the Dao sword in his left hand and the demon-refining brush in his right. With both pen and sword moving simultaneously, he stabbed towards the giant hand that was reaching for him.

"Hey!"

As Jiang Yun used the demon-subduing brush to draw the sealing talisman and pressed it onto the giant's hand, the latter let out a surprised exclamation.

"You're still a demon tamer! Wait, your demon-taming pen..."

As soon as these words rang out, the hand that had almost completely grasped Jiang Yun's body suddenly stopped.

While Jiang Yun's Cang Dao Sword in his hand was also pointed at the center of his palm, upon hearing the other party's words, his heart moved and he stopped as well.

My own spirit-refining pen was forged from the bones of a celestial demon. Besides Bai Ze, no one else has ever recognized it.

It's not surprising that the other party could recognize me as a monster cultivator, but the meaning in their words seems to imply that they recognized my monster-cultivating brush as well!

Sure enough, the voice spoke after a moment of silence: “Since you are a demon tamer, the material of your demon-taming brush is quite remarkable. I don't want to be your enemy.”

"Still the same thing, leave with the water from the pond, and this matter will be as if it never happened. I let you go!"

As the voice spoke, the hand had already transformed back into countless particles of soil, releasing its hold on Jiang Yun, and falling into the ground below.

At this time, Ginger Cloud once again fell into a state of turmoil.

Logically, things have developed to this point, and the other party has indeed been as kind and generous as possible. I should really turn back now.

Moreover, coming here in the first place was unreasonable.

To begin with, I have no grievances with the Golden Toad clan, and even if they were alchemists who had concocted a pill to dispel poison, as an outsider, I would have no right whatsoever to ask them about their clan or their pills.

If you were in their shoes, I'm afraid you would have already taken action to drive away the unwelcome person, perhaps even killing them!

Enough!

Finally, Jiang Yun helplessly shook his head, put away the Zang Dao Sword and Lian Yao Pen, and clasped his fists in a salute to the void before him: "Today's affairs are all my fault. I have offended you many times and disturbed your peace. Farewell!"

After finishing, Ginger Cloud returned the water to the pond. She straightened up and was about to turn and leave, but after thinking for a moment, she stopped.

"The nobility might need these firebird feathers, so please accept this as atonement. It isn't much, but it comes from the heart."

Then, Ginger Cloud pulled out a large pile of herbs and piled them on the ground, saying: "These herbs are from the world I came from."

"It wouldn't be much use on me, and I don't know if it would work for a nobleman either. As an apology, I'll give it to the nobleman!"

Most of these herbs are plants, and the pills they can be refined into only increase spiritual energy. For Ginger Yun, in this prison, they are indeed not very useful.

As for disturbing the Jin Chan clan, Jiang Yun truly felt guilty.

Since the Golden Toad clan is adept at alchemy, perhaps sending them these herbs could yield even greater results.

After doing all this, Ginger Cloud once again bowed to the void and said: “Rest assured, about this place, I will not leak a word.”

"I hope that the nobility will not stop helping these prisoners to remove the poison from them because of my momentary recklessness."

Not until then did that aged voice speak again, saying: "Though I do not know your attitude, why being haughty before and respectful afterwards, take all of these things away!"

"I really meant nothing else!"

Ginger's face contorted into a wry smile. He knew his sudden change in attitude would only make the other party more suspicious.

He shook his head and Jiang Yun continued, "A friend once gave me eight characters, saying that whether it's the way of medicine or the way of pharmaceuticals, if one can achieve these eight characters, then they can live without shame!"

"It's something I cannot accomplish, but the nobility have clearly done so, and it fills me with great admiration. That is why I present these things to you as a token of my esteem."

"

These things, if the nobility don't want them, then they are lost!

"

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun finally turned around and strode away, ready to leave this place.

But beside his ear, the aged voice sounded once more: “Could you tell me, which eight characters did your friend give to you”

Jiang Yun's footsteps never stopped, and he spoke in a loud voice: "A physician with a compassionate heart, medicines benefit all people!"

This was the eight-character phrase that Xiao Zheng gifted him after learning about Jiang Yun's selfless act of treating and detoxifying other cultivators in Nanxing City.

And these eight characters are actually one of the precepts of Yaoshhenzong, passed down by their ancestor Yaosh Shen.

Now, in Jiangyun's view, the actions of the Golden Toad Clan are absolutely more deserving of these eight characters than their own.

After uttering those eight words, Jiang Yun's figure was already tens of thousands of meters away. He truly wanted to leave, and it wasn't an act.

However, before him, a sudden appeared an old man in a yellow robe, blocking his path. He looked at him intently and said: “What sect is your friend from And you, what world are you from”

Ginger Cloud couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. She had tried every means possible, yet the other party remained hidden. Now, with just eight words spoken, the person appeared before her and asked these two questions.

Could it be that the other party cares so much about these eight characters

At this moment, a vague thought flashed through Jiang Yun's mind. Unfortunately, facing the elder's scorching gaze, he also had no time to think deeply. After a slight pause, he truthfully replied: "I come from a world called Shanhai."

“My friend is a disciple of Yaoshenzong, a sect within the Shanhai Realm!”

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun stared intently at the elder.

The elder's face held no expression whatsoever, not even in his eyes, which were clouded and opaque. It was impossible to tell what thoughts or feelings lay beneath the surface.

After a long time, the old man finally spoke again: "So, what is your relationship with Yaoshengzong"

"This..."

Jiang Yún was honestly at a loss for words. The relationship between him and the Yaoshén Sect was complicated, and he couldn't explain it clearly in a short amount of time.

In the end, he still got to the point and said: “This humble person can be considered as the current Sect Master of Yaoshhenzong!”

After undergoing the cataclysmic upheaval of the Shan Hai catastrophe, Yaoshhenzong merged with Wendaizong. As the headmaster of Wendaizong, Jiang Yun naturally can also be considered the headmaster of Yaoshhenzong.

When Jiang Yun said this, a sudden burst of light flashed in the cloudy eyes of the yellow-robed old man in front of him.

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novels Networkumbling noises echoed from underground."Bang bang bang!"Next, one by one, earthen figures formed entirely of soil emerged from the ground, densely packed, numbering in the hundreds.Every native's body...