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Zi Yan knew the temper of this bear, and also the pride of an Ancient Magic Beast. But she really didn't want this brute to anger Wei Yang and end up killed, so she spoke up to help.
Hearing this, Xiong Zhan froze, his eyes flashing with a trace of surprise as he looked at Wei Yang, his expression slightly moved.
Such a young Tier 8 Alchemist!
Although he lived in the Pill Realm and had never gone outside, that didn't mean he knew nothing.
After all, he had captured many alchemists who entered the Pill Realm for competitions and had learned plenty of news about the outside world. He knew how rare an alchemist of this level was out there.
He also knew that the pills required for someone of his strength could only be refined by a Tier 8 Alchemist.
In the world of the strong, power was everything. If Wei Yang had no real skill, even if he held Xiong Zhan's life in his hands, Xiong Zhan would still secretly look down on him.
But now, hearing that Wei Yang was truly a Tier 8 Alchemist, Xiong Zhan felt a little more at ease. If he died at the hands of such a person, it would not be too disgraceful.
As for becoming his subordinate—that was impossible. His nature was proud and ferocious, but also stubborn and straightforward. He would rather die than yield.
A Dragon Bear never becomes a slave!
So he closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "No need to say more, if you want to kill me then kill me, I will never submit even in death!"
"You—" Zi Yan frowned, glaring angrily at Xiong Zhan.
This fool.
She knew Wei Yang's temper well.
Don't be fooled by how easygoing he seemed most of the time—he was actually extremely domineering, and when he flipped, it was instant.
Compared to Xiao Yan, she was far more afraid of Wei Yang.
Zi Yan suddenly stepped forward, a brilliant purple light flashing across her bright watery eyes, and within that purple glow faintly coiled the shape of a dragon.
Seeing that dragon-shaped purple light, Xiong Zhan's massive body trembled. A pressure from the bloodline itself made his blood almost boil.
"This… this is the aura of the Ancestral Dragon!"
A look of shock flashed in his eyes, and Xiong Zhan's body unconsciously hunched slightly.
"Big guy, agree to him, you won't lose anything," Zi Yan said with a blink.
But the Dragon Bear clenched his teeth, straightened his body, and shook his head. "No, I will never yield!"
"You… fine, I don't care about you anymore." Zi Yan stomped her foot in anger and turned away.
Xiao Yan also frowned slightly, but said nothing. After all, he had no connection to Xiong Zhan, so there was no reason to plead for him. Seeing this, Wei Yang nodded and said calmly, "I never force anyone. Since you refuse, then so be it."
With that, he gave Ah Da a sidelong glance, flicked his sleeve, and strode directly toward the stone hall. Ah Da bowed and remained where he was. Seeing this, Xiao Yan let out a quiet sigh and pulled Zi Yan along after them.
"Xiao Yan," Zi Yan whispered, looking up at him.
"Come on, leave him be," Xiao Yan said softly, shaking his head.
"Alright." Zi Yan pouted, gave Xiong Zhan one last glance, and then let Xiao Yan pull her away.
Of course she wouldn't offend Wei Yang over a bear she had known for less than a day. Even though Xiong Zhan carried a trace of Dragon Clan blood.
She had wandered alone since childhood and wasn't even very close to her own kin, let alone an outsider with only a faint trace of dragon blood.
In her heart, few people were truly acknowledged.
Aside from the academy's Elder Su Qian, there was only Xiao Yan, Medusa, and Wei Yang—basically just these few. As for others, it was hard for them to ever enter her heart.
Reaching the grand stone hall's entrance, Wei Yang did not pause, stepping straight inside. Behind them, Xiao Yan tugged Zi Yan along as they followed inside.
The group passed through several corridors and soon arrived at the spacious plaza within the great hall.
The moment they stepped onto the plaza, an intense, almost syrupy medicinal fragrance surged toward them, so strong it felt sticky in the air. Caught off guard, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both sneezed hard on the spot.
"Pfft~"
Zi Yan instantly burst into laughter, covering her mouth as her eyes curved like crescent moons.
It was rare to see Wei Yang embarrassed.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan ignored the mischievous little girl. They lifted their heads, and their faces froze at the sight before them—countless medicinal ingredients densely packed across the entire plaza.
Even Wei Yang, who had been mentally prepared, could not help being shocked.
"Dragon-Vine Flower Heart, Scarlet Flame Fruit, Sulfur Flame Spirit Saliva, Demon Blood Spirit Fruit Pulp, Ascension Grass."
Their gazes swept across each neatly arranged herb in front of them. Every single one of these was an extremely rare treasure in the outside world. Yet here they were, laid out like common vegetables.
Even with Wei Yang's seasoned eye, he couldn't help but take a deep breath of the rich medicinal aroma, his heart stirred.
In the center of the plaza, a graceful figure in a purple robe and white hair wandered excitedly, eyes shining as she looked here and there, dazzled by the sight.
It was Xian'er, who had clearly rushed in ahead of them.
Moments later, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan finally came back to their senses. They exchanged a silent glance, their faces still showing unhidden astonishment.
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, slowly pressing down the shock in his heart, and said with a wry smile, "It's like they moved every rare herb from the entire Myriad Medicine Mountain Range into this place!"
"Not surprising. That bear was the boss of all the magic beasts here," Wei Yang said with a shrug.
Zi Yan giggled and then waved her hand grandly. "Pick whatever you like here, it's all ours! Anyway, since that big guy insisted on courting death, if we don't take these things, we'd only be leaving them for someone else to snatch."
"But," she added, licking her lips, "you have to refine plenty of tasty medicinal pills for me."
Seeing her like this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile. "You really have simple ambitions."
Wei Yang was speechless as well.
"Hehe, come on, I'll show you around." Zi Yan grabbed Wei Yang with one hand and Xiao Yan with the other, proudly leading them deeper into the plaza.
Moving carefully through the plaza overflowing with rare herbs, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan scrutinized each plant, identifying them one by one.
The herbs displayed here were practically the entire collection of the Myriad Medicine Mountain Range. The variety was so vast it could leave anyone dizzy.
Even with their sharp eyes, it still took them more than ten minutes to locate the specific ingredients they needed for their tasks.
"Dragon Heart Nine-Leaf Ganoderma."
"Cold Spirit Marrow."
Each of them stored away the final rare herb required for their missions.
Just then, Xian'er walked over. She was holding a crimson ancient vine, which she waved at Wei Yang before happily putting it away.
With that, the three of them had completed their Pill Realm mission. Zi Yan sniffed at Xian'er, then chirped, "I know you, you're that black-robed person who used a tornado in the Inner Academy."
Xian'er looked at her in slight surprise. Seeing Zi Yan's adorable face, a gentle smile appeared on her own as she replied, "I remember you too. You're that little girl with great strength."
"Hmph." Zi Yan proudly raised her tiny fists and swung them twice, a smug look on her face. Then she glanced down at her own flat chest, sneaked a look at Xian'er's, and turned her head with a mutter of dissatisfaction. "I'm not small at all."
That remark made the three of them chuckle.
"Hey, what are you laughing at? Stop laughing!" Zi Yan immediately grew annoyed, hands on her hips, grinding her teeth and glaring in mock threat.
But her cute appearance carried no intimidation, making the three laugh even harder.
Seeing this, Zi Yan nearly exploded. Flustered and angry, she suddenly pointed at Xiao Yan and shouted, "Xiao Yan has seen what I look like when I grow up, if you don't believe me ask him—mmph!"
Before she could finish, Xiao Yan clapped a hand over her mouth.
Wei Yang and Xian'er looked at him in surprise.
"Ahem, uh, that time she was breaking through… I only saw a little from far away. The purple light was everywhere, it was all hazy, I couldn't see clearly," Xiao Yan explained quickly, a bit guilty.
"Mmm~ You're lying, you were practically getting a nosebleed, you—mmph—" Zi Yan struggled.
Sweating bullets, Xiao Yan held her mouth tighter, wishing he could stitch it shut. If she kept talking, he'd never clear his name.
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