Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Master, here, he only has half a bottle, which is too little."

Ling'er was not polite and grabbed the bottle into her hands, then weighed it with her hands. However, the next moment, she showed a look of disgust, then turned around and brought it to Wu Fan and said.

"It's already quite a lot. Just this half bottle cannot be collected in even a few decades."

Wu Fan was quite satisfied with this. He took the elixir bottle with a smile and began to examine it. As soon as he opened the cork, a rich aroma hit his face. Just taking a sip made people feel refreshed.

So Wu Fan looked down and saw that there was half a bottle of milky white liquid in the bottle. Waves of spiritual energy floated out. When he shook the elixir bottle gently, it was obvious that the liquid was a little viscous.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan nodded with satisfaction, then turned his palm and put the bottle into the small storage room.

Naturally, he would not put such a treasure in a storage ring. Only by placing it in a storage room could he ensure that the spiritual energy would not be lost.

"It will take decades to collect this little thing? Haha... It seems that this kid is quite greedy! But Master, how much spiritual liquid do you need to refine the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword?"

Ling'er rolled her eyes at Mu Qingleng in surprise, sneered, then looked at Wu Fan and asked curiously.

"If it is such a big bottle, three bottles should be enough. If there are too few, I'm afraid it won't be enough. However, the Mu family has thrived here for thousands of years. Even if some are used during this period, three bottles must be more than enough. ”

Wu Fan didn't hide anything, and said with swaying eyes. In fact, he didn't have any confidence in his heart now.

"Well, normally three bottles shouldn't be a problem. Just be afraid, their ancestors sold all the accumulated spiritual liquid. If that's the case, then that might not be the case."

Ling'er couldn't help but nodded, and said worriedly.

"Okay, I can't guess the result here, I'll just go back and ask."

Wu Fan waved his hand indifferently, then turned around and flew towards the stone steps he came from without talking nonsense.

Ling'er smiled sweetly when she saw this, and waved her snow-white fox tail lightly behind her. A piece of pink mist suddenly rushed out and enveloped Mu Qingleng. With a "bang", the man fell to the ground and passed out. .

At this time, Ling'er followed Wu Fan without looking back.

………

Half a day later…

In the lobby of Wu Fan's attic!

At this moment, the old woman from the Mu family and Mu Qingsi were sitting on the chairs below fearfully. From time to time, their eyes would glance at Ling'er who was eating the spiritual fruit above, with obvious fear in their eyes. .

As for Wu Fan, he was drinking tea leisurely.

"Senior Wu, I wonder who this senior is?"

The old woman glanced at Ling'er cautiously, then her eyes swayed, and she bent slightly and asked respectfully. Naturally, she could see that Ling'er was a demon cultivator, but she didn't know when such a person came to Mujiabao. figure.

At this time, Mu Qingsi also looked curious and turned to look at Wu Fan.

"She! Haha, she is one of my sisters. Madam, you don't have to worry about her. You can just treat her as if she doesn't exist. I called you here this time because I want to ask you something."

Wu Fan put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the old woman with a smile and said softly.

Upon hearing this, the old woman and Mu Qingsi couldn't help but be startled, and then their eyes glanced at Ling'er and Wu Fan in surprise. Naturally, they could tell that Wu Fan didn't want to say more about this matter, but their sister's explanation They didn't believe it, of course, and they didn't dare to ask any more questions.

As for Ling'er at this time, he was still eating the spirit fruit with gusto, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Oh~? I wonder if Senior Wu has anything to ask?"

The old woman just hesitated for a moment and then asked doubtfully, but for some reason, she suddenly felt nervous at the moment. Especially when she saw Wu Fan's expression, she had a bad feeling.

At this time, even Mu Qingsi frowned and pricked up his ears.

"Haha, Madam Mu, Wu is not going to beat around the bush. I called you here today just to ask how many Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Milk your Mu family has left. I hope Madam will tell you the truth!"

Wu Fan didn't talk nonsense and talked about the business directly. After he finished speaking with a smile, he picked up the tea cup and tasted it slowly, while his eyes looked at the expressions of the two people below him intentionally or unintentionally.

However, his light words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly hitting the old woman and Mu Qingsi's minds, causing them to freeze on the spot.

But soon, panic appeared in their eyes, and even their bodies were visibly shaking.

"Wan, Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Milk? What is this? Senior, did you make a mistake? My Mu family doesn't have such a thing!"

But the next moment, the old woman pretended to be calm and said, showing a confused look. However, even if she was covering up, she could not hide her slightly panic look. After all, the person who asked the question was a Nascent Soul. As a monk, the question was asked very suddenly. Even though the old woman was deeply scheming, she still couldn't help but control her emotions.

You know, the Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Breast is the biggest secret of her Mu family. It would be a lie to say that she is not nervous when such a big event is known to others. At this moment, she feels an indescribable feeling, as if she has fallen into an abyss. This feeling of darkness made her almost breathless, and it felt like the sky was falling, but she still had to show a calm look.

At this time, Mu Qingsi was also confused. She immediately buried her head in her chest, not daring to raise her head to look into Wu Fan's eyes. However, the expression on her face was uncertain, and she was obviously annoyed.

"Made a mistake? Ha..., to be honest, not long ago, Wu had already been to the cave and saw the purple jade black crystal stone. Does Mrs. Mu think I would have made a mistake? Oh, yes Yes, your little friend from the Mu family just told the truth, he gave you all the Heavenly Milk of All Spirits."

Wu Fan sneered when he heard this, then leaned out and looked at the old woman with slightly narrowed eyes. Although his tone was gentle, he could hear the anger.

"this……!"

Upon hearing this, the old woman finished secretly, knowing that the matter could no longer be concealed. For a moment, her heart sank, her face turned pale, and she didn't know how to answer.

Even Mu Qingsi couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, but she was also speechless.

"Hmph! You are such a nagging old woman. My master asked you how many Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Milk you have. Didn't you hear me? Do you believe that I destroyed your Mu family?"

However, at this time, Ling'er put down the spirit fruit in her hand and suddenly looked at the old woman and gave a sweet shout. At the same time, she exhaled a strong evil aura without any warning, and the two people below could hardly breathe under the pressure. They all looked horrified.

"What? Lord, Master...! This senior calmed down, I dare not hide it. Senior Wu, my Mu family does have several bottles of All Souls Heavenly Milk, and I have hidden them in the treasure house. Over the years, my Mu family has a total of I have accumulated three bottles and can give them all to you, senior."

Ling'er's words shocked the old woman, especially the sentence "Master", which made her fear Wu Fan, so she immediately stood up without hesitation, and first greeted Ling'er respectfully. Er gave a salute, then looked at Wu Fan and said honestly.