Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Zhang Wushan looked at Yang Liqian's retreating light, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes. Then he walked up to Chen Yuan and laughed loudly: "Brother Chen shows off his power with one against three. I admire you, I admire you!"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "I gave it a try and had to do it as a last resort. Ye Wendi's Life Sword technique almost made me suffer a big loss."

Daoren Liu came up to him with a smile on his face: "Although the Life Sword technique is powerful, it has to be defeated by Fellow Daoist Chen's teleportation technique."

"Listen to what the Great Elder said, will Fellow Daoist Chen attack Nascent Soul when he returns to the Chongde Mountains?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Liu is very well-informed. Yes, Chen helped the Yuan family regain the spiritual veins. This time when he returns, he will be in seclusion to have an infant."

Taoist Liu bowed deeply and said, "I wish you, Taoist Chen, a successful pregnancy. If you have time in the future, you can come to Pingfengling Xuandu Temple in Guangdu Mansion as a guest. Pindao will sweep the couch to welcome you!"

Chen Yuan returned the gift with a smile on his face: "It's easy to say. When you have time in the future, Chen will definitely come to bother you."

Daoren Liu's attitude was almost humble. Chen Yuan would naturally not take it to heart that he had slighted him before.

Moreover, this person's cultivation level is not low. He is a monk who has been in the late stage of pill formation for many years. He has extraordinary power in thunder magic, so he doesn't mind making friends with him.

The smile on Liu Daoren's face became even stronger, but he didn't say anything more and stepped aside knowingly.

Yuan Xiang smiled and said: "The battle is over. Please follow me back to Fengyuan Mountains."

He included everyone in his mouth, but his eyes only fell on Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan. Among the people present, these were the only two people worthy of his attention.

Chen Yuan nodded, and Zhang Wushan naturally had no objection. Everyone followed Yuan Xiang back to the mountain peak where Yuan Shizhen was previously guarding.

Yuan Shixiong and Yuan Shizhen stayed together and led the dozen or so foundation-building monks to handover with the Shifeng Mountain monks and take over the entire spirit stone vein.

Originally, Yuan Xiang believed that the fight would be defeated, so he promised in advance to let everyone return to Yuan's house.

But Chen Yuan came out of nowhere and won the fight with one against three, and Yuan Xiang had no choice but to break his promise.

However, he was in a good mood and rewarded each of the Yuan family's foundation-building monks with a high-grade spiritual stone. Everyone was overjoyed and very motivated.

A dozen pieces of high-grade spirit stones were nothing to him, a Nascent Soul cultivator, but they could buy a top-quality spiritual weapon. Even if these foundation-building cultivators were to be stationed at the spirit stone mines for another ten years, they would be willing to do so.

Then Yuan Xiang, Chen Yuan, Zhang Wushan, and Liu Daoren flew all the way back to Fengyuan Mountains. Yuan Shiying personally greeted them outside the clan protection formation. After seeing the four people escape from the light, they immediately greeted them.

The four of them slowed down their escape speed. When Yuan Shiying saw that Yuan Shixiong and Yuan Shizhen were not there, he looked confused and asked, "Why didn't the head of the family, the second elder, the third elder, and the foundation-building disciples who were stationed at the spirit stone veins return together?"

Yuan Xiang smiled and said: "My Yuan family won this fight. The second elder and the third elder stayed behind to receive the spirit stone veins. Three of my friends and I returned first."

"Victory? Do you mean what the Patriarch said?" Yuan Shiying exclaimed, and then realized that he was being very rude by questioning Yuan Xiang in person. He hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed, "I made a mistake, please forgive me..."

Yuan Xiang was in a good mood, so she wouldn't care about him. She just waved her hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. The victory in this fight depends entirely on Chen Xiaoyou's strength."

"Chen Xiaoyou defeated two true disciples from Shifeng Mountain, Zeng Zhongliang and Cangjian Palace, one against three. He showed his magical power so that our Yuan family can regain the spirit stone veins!"

Yuan Shiying's eyes widened and he stared intently at Chen Yuan. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he raised his hand in vain: "I have ordered a banquet to be held at the Yingbin Pavilion. Please follow me, three fellow Taoists..."

This is not to blame for his loss of temper. As the eldest elder of the Yuan family, he is also well-informed. However, he actually won a losing battle in such a bizarre way. It is really unbelievable.

A casual cultivator, one against three, two of them are the true disciples of Hidden Sword Palace.

If this matter had not come from Yuan Xiang's mouth, Yuan Shiying would have scoffed and not believed a word of it.

Everyone passed through the Yuan family's clan-protecting formation, arrived at Yingbin Peak, lowered their escape light, walked into Yingbin Pavilion, and went straight up to the third floor.

Several tables and tables are arranged on the left and right, with teapots and spiritual fruits placed on them, which are fragrant and full of spiritual energy.

Immortal cultivators do not eat grains, eat wind and drink dew, and only things containing spiritual energy such as spiritual tea and spiritual fruits are served at the banquet.

Two Qi Refining monks stood aside with their hands lowered and their expressions respectful.

After building the foundation, you will truly embark on the path, and you will not underestimate your status.

Even though the people present were all late-stage pill-forming monks and heads of the Yuanying family, only the Qi-refining monks were waiting on them.

Since Yuan Shixiong and Yuan Shizhen stayed in the Taimang Mountains, Yuan Shiying ordered them to remove the two cases and then invited everyone to take a seat.

Yuan Xiang sat on the main seat, and Chen Yuan randomly selected a few tables and sat down, but Yuan Shiying and Liu Daoren both asked him to sit at the first place on the left.

Yuan Xiang also smiled and said: "Today's battle was won, and Chen Xiaoyou took the greatest credit, so he deserves to take the seat."

Chen Yuan did not refuse, smiled casually, came to the seat on the left and sat down.

Yuan Shiying asked Zhang Wushan to sit at the front seat on the right, while he and Liu Daoren sat at the bottom.

After everyone sat down, Yuan Xiang took out a wine jar from the mustard seed ring and said with a smile: "Today I defeated Hidden Sword Palace and Shifeng Mountain and recaptured the Lingshi mine. I must celebrate."

"The jar of Yueyue Brewing in Yuan's hands was accidentally obtained from a Taoist friend. It is brewed with eight hundred-year-old spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits. It has a mellow taste and has been treasured for many years. I will taste it with you today."

Taoist Liu smiled and said: "Pin Dao has never drunk spiritual wine. Today, he has benefited from fellow Taoist Chen. Please pay homage to Taoist Chen!"

With that said, he bowed to Chen Yuan, and everyone laughed and thanked Yuan Xiang one after another, even Zhang Wushan was no exception.

Chen Yuan shook his head and laughed, but there was also a bit of curiosity in his eyes when he looked at the wine jar.

He had drunk many spiritual teas, but this was the first time he saw spiritual wine.

Spiritual tea is easy to obtain, but spiritual wine is difficult to brew.

Tea trees that are decades old are everywhere, and it is not difficult for Qi Refining monks to buy them.

Spiritual wine requires at least eight hundred years of spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits, and is brewed using special techniques, which takes a very long time.

Slightly inferior spiritual herbs do not have strong spiritual energy and cannot be brewed into spiritual wine at all.

Yuan Shiying raised his hand, and a Qi Refining monk picked up the wine jar and poured spiritual wine for everyone. His face turned red, but his eyes were full of joy.

Just a little spiritual energy overflowing from the wine jar was a bit unbearable for him, enough to last for several months of hard work.

After everyone's wine glasses were filled with spiritual wine, Yuan Shiying waved the two Qi Refining monks to retreat, and then asked about the details of today's fight.

Liu Daoren vividly talked about today's fighting scene. When he mentioned that Chen Yuan used the teleportation technique to defeat the monk named Zeng from Shifeng Mountain with one move, Yuan Shiying lost his voice and said: "Teleportation technique?"

Taoist Liu smiled and said: "That's right. Fellow Taoist Chen used the teleportation technique, which shocked everyone. Zeng Zhongliang immediately gave up. Elder Yan from the Hidden Sword Palace, who was knowledgeable and knowledgeable, explained it. Only then did Pindao know, It turns out that Daoyou Chen is practicing the ancient technique "Demon God Art"..."

Yuan Shiying heard that Chen Yuan had refined a Kunyu Demon King's demon elixir, and used teleportation techniques continuously to defeat Chang Geng and Ye Wendi, and even destroyed Ye Wendi's Life Sword Technique, and then looked at him His eyes were full of awe, and there was no trace of contempt in his heart.

Although he is the eldest elder of the Yuan family, his strength is only average, otherwise Yuan Shixiong, the third elder, would not participate in the fight.

In his opinion, the strength of Ye Wendi and Chen Yuan was no different from that of Yuanying monks.

The skill of Life Sword and the skill of teleportation, any one of them would be extremely difficult for a pill-forming monk to deal with, and the only way out would be death.

Yuan Shiying raised the spirit wine in front of him and saluted Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen showed off his skills today and overpowered the Hidden Sword Palace. I would like to toast you to Daoist Daoist!"

After that, he drank the spiritual wine in one gulp.

Chen Yuan raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Elder Yuan's words are a bit inappropriate. Today's fight was just a sparring exercise. Chen got lucky and won one move. If it were a life and death fight, he might not be the opponent of the two Taoist friends from Hidden Sword Palace."

Yuan Shiying quickly changed his words: "I made a mistake. I will punish myself with a cup of punishment. Please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Chen."

He raised his hand and the wine jar flew in front of him, poured another glass of spiritual wine, and drank it all in one gulp. His face turned red and his eyes were a little blurry.

Chen Yuan drank the spirit wine in the cup, and a cool feeling entered his stomach, and then a mellow aroma of wine came up.

An extremely pure spiritual energy enters the meridians and travels around the body, giving him a feeling of being floating.

It wasn't until this spiritual energy entered the Dantian that this feeling slowly dissipated, but there was still an aftertaste.

He breathed out gently. This Yaoyue Brewing was indeed brewed from eight hundred years of spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits. It was rich in spiritual energy and

If he hadn't already cultivated to the realm of false infants, drinking this glass of spiritual wine would have improved his cultivation by a few points.

After Chen Yuan drank the spirit wine, Yuan Shiying had been watching him. Seeing that his expression did not change, but his eyes were intoxicated for a moment, he couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

Spiritual wine is meant for Nascent Soul monks to drink. It is rich in spiritual energy. Even if a monk in the late stage of elixir formation drinks it and is washed away by the spiritual energy, he will feel a little uncomfortable, which looks like drunkenness. The monks call it drunken spirit.

Chen Yuan drank a glass of spiritual wine, but his eyes changed slightly. The essence of his true energy was so pure and thick that it was unimaginable. It must be far superior to monks of the same level.

At this time, Yuan Xiang, who was sitting on the main seat, raised his wine glass and looked at Chen Yuan with a smile: "Young Chen regained the spirit stone vein today. He is a distinguished guest of my Yuan family. I propose a toast to you."

Chen Yuan raised his hand and waved, and the wine jar flew over and was filled with spiritual wine.

He raised his glass and responded: "This junior is still the guest elder of the Yuan family. This is my responsibility."

Yuan Xiang was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face became brighter, and he drank the spirit wine in the cup in one gulp.

Chen Yuan also drank the spirit wine in the cup, and then Liu Daoren and Zhang Wushan raised their glasses in toast, and Chen Yuan returned the favor one by one.

Everyone drank wine from a jar of Yaoyue Brewing, and most of it went into the stomachs of Yuan Xiang and Chen Yuan.

The spiritual wine is rich in spiritual energy, and a pill-forming monk will become intoxicated after just a few drinks. It takes time to refine the pure spiritual energy that pours into the body, and if he drinks any more, he will become unconscious.

The higher your cultivation level, the better your ability to drink.

Yuan Xiang is a Nascent Soul cultivator, so a few glasses of spiritual wine is nothing to him.

Chen Yuan, on the other hand, is physically strong and his true energy is far thicker than ordinary people, and he can easily tolerate a few glasses of spiritual wine.

But after all, he hasn't given birth to a baby yet, so he probably would be drunk after drinking more than twenty cups of Yaoyue Brewing at most.

It was late at night when Taoist Liu raised his hand to pick up the wine jar, but could not pour out a drop of Yueyue Brewing.

After everyone returned home, Chen Yuan returned to his residence. Instead of meditating, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

He had a series of battles with Chang Geng and Ye Wendi today, and he was quite exhausted.

After drinking Yao Yue Brew, all the lost real energy was restored, and he simply took advantage of the feeling of being tipsy and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Chen Yuan woke up from his sleep, full of energy, and went out to find Zhang Wushan, preparing to bid farewell to Yuan Xiang together.

Yesterday at the congratulatory banquet, Chen Yuan told Yuan Xiang that he would leave the Yuan family today and return to the Chongde Mountains.

But as soon as he went out, he found a foundation-building monk waiting outside the door.

He bowed deeply to Chen Yuan and said respectfully: "As ordered by the master of the family, I would like to ask Elder Chen to come and see him."

Chen Yuan nodded, followed him, came to Yuan's house, and dropped the light.

The two came to a hexagonal pavilion on the edge of a cliff. There was a stone table and two stone benches in the pavilion, and next to it was a cliff hundreds of feet high.

It was early in the morning, and the sun had not yet fully risen. The water vapor in the mountains was rising, mist was lingering, the cliffs were bottomless, and the birds were singing quietly, adding to the tranquility.

Yuan Xiang was waiting in the pavilion. When she saw Chen Yuan arriving, she smiled and raised her hand to signal him to sit down: "My little friend, please sit down."

Chen Yuan cupped his fists and bowed, and after doing enough etiquette, he lifted up his front and sat down opposite Yuan Xiang.

Yuan Xiang smiled and said: "My little friend, when I return to the Chongde Mountains this time, I will go into seclusion and have a baby?"

Chen Yuan nodded: "Exactly, this junior's participation in the battle is to complete the task and borrow spiritual veins from the Haoran Sect."

"In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, after this junior returns, he will immediately go into seclusion and attack the Nascent Soul."

Yuan Xiang said: "My little friend's true energy is pure and strong. Even compared with the true disciples of the ten major sects, it is not weak at all. And I have borrowed the Haoran Sect's spiritual veins. There is hope for a baby."

Chen Yuan smiled and said: "I accept the good advice from my senior."

Yuan Xiang changed the topic: "But I am a casual cultivator after all. Even if I have a master, I think the inheritance will not be very complete."

"This is the experience of the Yuan family's fathers in conceiving babies. I hope it can help the little friend, and I hope the little friend won't dislike it."

After saying that, a jade slip appeared out of thin air in his hand and he handed it over.

Chen Yuan was very surprised and was stunned for a moment before he stretched out his hands and took the jade slip.

He looked inside with his spiritual consciousness and found that the jade slips recorded the experiences of six Nascent Soul monks in conceiving babies. It was detailed and complete without any deletions or omissions.

Chen Yuan withdrew his consciousness, cupped his fists and bowed, and said solemnly: "Thank you, senior, for the generous gift!"

This was exactly what he needed. It was a complete description of a monk's birth process, and a detailed description of how to deal with the three tribulations of the Nascent Soul, including Yuan Xiang's own experience of birthing a baby.

It was more valuable than the experience he had gained from Zhang Wushan and Shipingshan people.

Yuan Xiang stroked his beard and smiled: "My little friend, there is no need to be polite. As my little friend said yesterday, you are still the guest elder of the Yuan family, so I naturally have to take more care of you."

"If you are willing, little friend, you can continue to be the guest elder. The Yuan family will give you one hundred high-grade spiritual stones as an offering every year."

"If my little friend successfully conceives a baby, he will automatically become the Supreme Guest Elder of the Yuan family, and the annual tribute will be increased to 500 high-grade spiritual stones. What do you think, little friend?"

Chen Yuan's heart moved. He, the guest elder, was only used to deal with Hidden Sword Palace and Shifeng Mountain. Yuan Xiang brought this matter up again now, obviously he wanted to make a fake show.

This is normal. The strength he showed yesterday was so amazing that even Nascent Soul cultivators cannot underestimate him.

But how could he be tied to the Yuan family? He cupped his hands and said: "Thanks to the respect of the seniors, but the juniors are used to being undisciplined. It would be more comfortable to be a casual cultivator."

Yuan Xiang shook his head, with a look of regret on his face: "Since I don't want to be restrained, let's forget it."

"It's just that my little friend helped me win a bottle of Chengyang Pill, which really hurt the face of that fellow Kino, so I have to express my feelings."

As he spoke, he raised his sleeves and flicked his sleeves, and a pile of spiritual stones and a piece of wood appeared out of thin air on the table.

"My little friend has refined the Kunyu essence and blood and mastered the power of space. This golden wire should be of some use to me. I will also give you five hundred high-grade spiritual stones."

Chen Yuan stared at the wood on the table. This piece of wood was about a foot long and entwined with lines like golden threads. The air around it was slightly distorted, like water waves.

This was a sign that the power of space was overflowing. As soon as he saw this piece of wood, he felt a sense of intimacy.

After refining Kunpeng's true blood, he has a natural affinity for the power of space.

Chen Yuan looked away and his expression became solemn: "Senior, this gift is too heavy, I cannot accept it."

If it were an ordinary treasure, he would not refuse it, but the Golden Silk Zhe contained rich power of space.

Spiritual materials containing the power of space are already rare, and golden silk zhe is also very rare among them.

This kind of spiritual material is extremely compatible and can be added to any magic weapon to make it have the power of space. It can also be refined with other spiritual materials that contain the power of space to greatly enhance its characteristics.

This makes the Golden Silk Zhe extremely precious, its value even comparable to some ordinary top-grade spiritual materials, and it has a price but no market.

Yuan Xiang smiled and said: "Although the Golden Silk Zhe is rare, it is far incomparable to a bottle of Chengyang Pill, and it is even more insignificant compared to the income that the Yuan family will obtain from the spirit stone veins in the future. There is no need to refuse, little friend. "

Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, then cupped his fists and bowed: "Then this junior will be disrespectful."

He raised his sleeve and flicked it, and all the spiritual stones and golden wires on the table disappeared. Among them, the spiritual stones were put into the mustard seed ring, but the golden wires were put into the space created in Chen Yuan's body.

This space is about a foot in size, just enough to fit this spiritual tree.

In addition, there are also precious treasures such as thousand-year-old spiritual grass, top-quality spiritual stones, Nascent Soul stage elixirs, etc., all put in it.

Yuan Xiang's smile became even brighter when she saw Chen Yuan accepting the golden silk holder.

Although the golden silk zhe is not as good as the Nascent Soul stage elixir, it is still a rare treasure.

But the strength Chen Yuan showed yesterday was so amazing that he took it out because he wanted to make good friends with it.

And according to what Elder Yan said, Chen Yuan has refined the demon elixir that transforms the demon king, so conceiving a baby shouldn't be a problem.

It would be of great benefit to the Yuan family if they could make good friends with a future Yuanying monk.

Afterwards, Yuan Xiang personally recounted his experience of having a baby. An hour later, Chen Yuan stood up and left.

From the Yuan family and his entourage, he received a gold wire jug from Yuan Xiang, six Nascent Soul cultivators' experience in childbirth, 800 pieces of high-grade spiritual stones, and a piece of high-grade spiritual material Shajin Iron, which owed him a lot of favors.

He deeply remembered Yuan Xiang's kindness in his heart.

Accompanied by the foundation-building monk, he returned to Yingbin Peak, found Zhang Wushan, followed the foundation-building monk through the Yuan family's clan protection formation, escaped with a roll of light, and flew to the east.

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Chongde Mountains, Haoran Zongshan Gate.

A ray of light fell on the top of Heyu Peak, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared, it was Yang Liqian.

With a gloomy face, he walked up to the door of Elder Gu's cave and said in a deep voice, "Is Senior Brother Gu in the mansion?"

After a while, the stone door slowly opened, and Yan Tongchun walked out of the cave with a slightly surprised expression. He raised his hand and said, "Uncle Yang, please come in."

Every other month, he would come to Elder Yan's house to ask for advice on difficult problems encountered in cultivation. Today happened to be the day, and he did not expect that Yang Liqian would come to visit today.

He knew that the Yuan family had a fight with Shifeng Mountain and Hidden Sword Palace just yesterday, but after the fight ended, the Yuan family would definitely not let Chen Yuan leave immediately.

If Yang Liqian wants to forcefully buy the Millennium Thunder Tablet from Chen Yuan, he must avoid Yuan Xiang, the head of the Yuan family. It would be too fast to return to the Chongde Mountains today.

Yang Liqian stepped into the cave, and Yan Tongchun followed him, walked through the passage, and came to the main hall.

Elder Yan sat on the main seat and extended his hand to signal: "Junior Brother Yang, please sit down."

Yang Liqian lifted his front, sat down opposite him, picked up the spirit tea on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

Yan Tongchun stood beside Elder Yan with his hands lowered.

Elder Yan saw something wrong with Yang Liqian's expression, and his smile faded: "Is it possible that Junior Brother Yang had a bad trip and didn't buy the Thousand-Year Thunder Tablet from Chen Yuan?"

Yang Liqian finally spoke: "Chen Yuan did not go to the Yuan family alone this time. He was accompanied by Junior Nephew Zhang."

Elder Yan frowned slightly: "Senior Brother Qingliu has thought carefully. Senior Nephew Zhang is traveling with Chen Yuan. It's hard for Junior Brother Yang to take his life, but it shouldn't be difficult to force him to sell the Thousand-Year Thunder Tablet, right?"

Yang Liqian put the tea cup on the table, looked at Yan Tongchun, and said coldly: "Chen Yuan won the battle with one against three, and completed the task issued by the sect. That thousand-year-old Lei Tan plant is destined to have no chance with my son. "

"How is this possible?" Yan Tongchun exclaimed.

Elder Yan's expression changed: "One against three? The two true disciples of Hidden Sword Palace are not his opponents?"

Yang Liqian immediately explained the whole story of the fight in detail.

Finally, he looked at Yan Tongchun and said coldly: "Senior nephew Yan has come up with a good plan. Now that the thousand-year-old Lei Tan is going to be taken away by the sect, Chen Yuan can also borrow the spiritual veins. No matter how difficult it is to stop it!"

Yan Tongchun's expression changed, and he felt a storm in his heart.

He had been defeated by Chen Yuan before. Of course he knew that Chen Yuan was very powerful.

But he couldn't believe it after defeating two true disciples of Hidden Sword Palace, as well as Ye Wendi, who was said to have never been defeated.

If what Yang Liqian said is true, wouldn't Chen Yuan be invincible under the Nascent Soul?

Yan Tongchun bowed deeply and said in fear: "This disciple is incompetent and failed to find out the details of Chen Yuan in advance. Please ask Master to punish him."

Elder Yan looked at him deeply: "I don't blame you for this matter. Chen Yuan is so strong that no matter what task he is in, he can't be troubled."

Yang Liqian snorted coldly, but stopped blaming him.

He naturally knew this truth, but when he lost the Thousand-Year-Old Lei Tan, he felt resentful and could not calm down, so he turned his anger on Yan Tongchun.

Yan Tongchun straightened up and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at his master. He decided in his heart that he would never tell anyone about his defeat to Chen Yuan.

If Elder Yan knew that he had concealed it and misjudged Chen Yuan's strength, he would definitely be severely punished.

Elder Yan looked at Yang Liqian again and said calmly: "Junior Brother Yang, don't be upset. I will use the sect's contribution in exchange for this Thousand-Year Thunder Plant, refine it into a Tribulation Thunder Pill, and help Junior Brother Yang conceive a baby."

Yang Liqian was overjoyed and stood up to bow down: "Senior Brother Yan, I will never forget your kindness!"

Elder Yan said a few words of comfort, and then Yang Liqian said goodbye and left.

Yan Tongchun sent Yang Liqian away and returned to the cave.

Elder Yan looked at him and said calmly: "Except for the Fan Yang auction and the birth banquet with the Shipingshan people, you and Chen Yuan have never had any enemies?"

Yan Tongchun's heart trembled, and he said respectfully: "How dare I lie to my master? Every word is true."

Elder Yan nodded slightly: "Carefully inquire about Chen Yuan's details. Don't miss anything."

Yan Tongchun responded respectfully: "Yes!" (End of this chapter)