In the blink of an eye, Er Sikong had defeated all the Blood Dragon monks and destroyed their cultivation.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his sleeves, and a large golden light blade condensed out, suspended in the air, flew out, and cut off all the iron chains on the hands and feet of the slaves.

"Thank you, Master, for coming to the rescue."

The disciples of the Xuanjing Sect, after regaining their freedom, immediately bowed and thanked Er Sikong.

On the sedan chair, Mr. Blood Dragon was quite angry. In this Yuan Mansion, there were still people who dared to be enemies of the Blood Dragon Palace. Could it be that the black-faced monk had eaten the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage?

He pushed away the two beautiful women he was holding in his hands, and in the palms of his hands, two balls of red holy energy condensed, and said in a deep voice: "I'm here to meet you, how capable are you?"

"Ouch!"

A bloody dragon shadow more than ten feet long flew out and wrapped around Mr. Blood Dragon's body, making his aura become more and more powerful.

Originally, Mr. Blood Dragon, who only had the cultivation level of the ninth fish-dragon transformation, exuded power fluctuations that could only be achieved by a first-order semi-saint.

The aura of the semi-saint frightened the evil cultivators present and made them retreat.

"Master Blood Dragon has actually cultivated the "Blood Dragon Sutra" to the seventh level. Even if he has not reached the semi-saint realm, he can still explode with power comparable to that of a semi-saint." "Quickly retreat, it is best to retreat further, semi-saint."

A level attack, even if it is just a aftermath, can kill us."

…

The disciples of the Xuanjing Sect were all trembling in fear, and their hearts were quite frightened. Some of the disciples with weak cultivation even weakened and fell to the ground.

Young Master Blood Dragon smiled cruelly and struck out with one palm, forming a powerful force that destroyed all the buildings on both sides of the street.

Immediately, a large blood-red handprint condensed above Er Sikong's head and slapped downwards.

Just when Mr. Blood Dragon was very proud, he saw a figure flashing past his eyes. The next moment, Er Sikong was already standing in front of him.

"Bang!"

Er Sikong's handprint went out and hit Mr. Blood Dragon in the abdomen.

Young Master Blood Dragon vomited his heart and soul, flew backwards, smashed through the three-foot-high sedan chair, and hit the ground like a vicious dog pouncing on its food. His face was covered in blood and was extremely miserable.

From the other direction, Zhang Ruochen gathered enough breath and blew it out in one breath, blowing away the blood-red handprints made by Mr. Blood Dragon.

With Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, he could neutralize the attack of a first-order semi-saint with just one breath.

Er Sikong did not kill Mr. Blood Dragon, but retreated back. Seeing that Zhang Ruochen had resolved the aftermath of the battle, he bowed slightly and saluted, saying: "Thank you, uncle, for saving their lives." Zhang Ruochen said: "Save them."

Their people are not me, but you. However, I don’t think you saved them, but actually harmed them.” Er Sikong was very puzzled and asked: “Why?”

Zhang Ruochen said: "They were sent to the auction house. Even if they can only be slaves, they can at least survive. However, if you save them, they will only die. The Blood Dragon Palace has a huge power in Yuan Mansion. With their cultivation

Because, even if he regains his freedom, he will probably be killed by the masters sent by the Blood Dragon Palace before he can escape from the city."

Er Sikong said: "The poor monk can save their lives."

"How long can you protect them? If you can protect them for a while, you can protect them for a lifetime? What should you do next time you encounter the same thing? Continue to save people, continue to protect them, how many people can you protect? You use all your energy

Do you still need to practice to protect them?"

Zhang Ruochen's expression became quite serious, and he said again: "Even your master doesn't dare to get involved in karma, how dare you get involved?"

Since Master Indra entrusted the two of them to Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen certainly wanted to teach them something.

Sometimes, doing things too recklessly will only harm others and yourself.

Er Sikong was a little confused and said to himself: "Did I do something wrong?"

Da Sikong scolded: "You must have done something wrong. Why don't you admit your mistake to your uncle immediately?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand to stop Da Sikong and said: "You didn't do anything wrong, it's just that the way you did it was a little wrong."

"Yes, Uncle Master is right, your method is wrong! Why use violence when things can be solved with money? Just buy them with money, wouldn't the matter be solved perfectly?" Da Sikong said

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yes!

Why use violence when things can be solved with money?

The disciples of the Xuanjing Sect obviously know that offending the Blood Dragon Palace will only lead to death. Therefore, even if they regain their freedom, they are even more afraid.

"Master, you must save us."

"Master Blood Dragon is seriously injured. The Blood Dragon Palace will definitely vent its anger on us. With the huge power of the Blood Dragon Palace, we have no way to survive."

…

Disciples of the Xuanjing Sect, when they heard Da Sikong and Er Sikong call Zhang Ruochen their uncle, they thought he was an eminent Buddhist monk who practiced on their behalf.

So, they all knelt down and asked Zhang Ruochen for help.

Zhang Ruochen was naturally not a person who refused to save his life, so he started to think about it.

At this moment, a sound wave floated from a distance and entered Zhang Ruochen's ears.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the crowd in the distance. He saw a woman in a goose-yellow dress, making eye contact with him and nodding to him.

The woman, with a slender figure, like a crescent moon, stood in a confused fog. Except for Zhang Ruochen, few people present could see her face clearly.

"She actually came to the Central Territory."

Zhang Ruochen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile, and gave instructions to Da Sikong and Er Sikong, saying: "Take them with you and follow me."

Following the scent left by the woman in the goose-yellow dress, Zhang Ruochen came to the hinterland of the black market and appeared outside a six-story palace-style building.

Zhang Ruochen took Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and other disciples from the Xuanjing Sect and walked straight in.

The rest of the people stayed in the courtyard waiting, while Zhang Ruochen walked into the inner courtyard alone and saw the woman in a goose-yellow dress again.

"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince."

The woman in a goose-yellow dress immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted Zhang Ruochen.

This woman is none other than Murong Yue of the Murong family. She was also the Orange Moon Star Envoy of the First Grade Hall of the Black Market in the Eastern Territory. She belonged to the old tribe of the Shengming Central King.

It was normal for Murong Yue to be able to recognize Zhang Ruochen. After all, she knew that Zhang Ruochen had used the identity of Lin Yue.

"How did you come to the Central Territory?" Zhang Ruochen was a little curious.

Murong Yue stood up again and said: "I heard the news that His Highness the Crown Prince appeared in Yuan Mansion, and I was worried about His Highness's safety, so I led the experts from the Murong Family and the Black Market First Grade Hall and rushed over immediately."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Murong Yue and found that her cultivation had reached the semi-saint realm.

Based on Murong Yue's current cultivation level, coupled with her special status, she has probably become a high-ranking member of the Black Market First Grade Hall, and indeed is able to mobilize very large manpower and material resources.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Did you tell the elders of the Murong family about my identity?"

"No. Without His Highness's will, I dare not make decisions on my own."

Suddenly, Murong Yue thought of something, rolled her eyes, and immediately said: "Your Highness seems to have some grudges with Young Master Blood Dragon. Do you want me to send someone to destroy the Blood Dragon Palace?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "When I came to the black market, I kept a low profile. Dealing with the Blood Dragon Palace is just a small matter, but attracting the strong men from the Military Department and the Undead Vampire Clan is a big trouble."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen said again: "The Eastern Territory Black Market Yipintang is in Yuanfu, so it should have some power, right?"

"If your Highness needs anything, just ask. Although the Eastern Region Black Market First Grade Hall and the Central Region Black Market First Grade Hall are separated into two places and run their own businesses, they are still branches of the First Grade Hall in the end. I am now the young master of the Eastern Region Black Market First Grade Hall.

Even in the Central Territory, you still have great rights." Murong Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he asked: "Have you defeated Ye Honglei and officially become the young master of the First Grade Hall of the Eastern Region Black Market?"

Ye Honglei was the former Red Desire Star Envoy.

Murong Yue shook her head slightly and said: "Ye Honglei is extremely smart and is very good at winning over people's hearts. The power behind her is very huge. She and I can only be considered evenly matched. Therefore, this time, a total of 100 people have been selected for the Eastern Territory Black Market First Grade Hall.

Two young masters, it depends on me and her, who can have the last laugh?"

Zhang Ruochen also had a certain understanding of Ye Honglei. She was indeed a very powerful woman, especially in terms of spiritual power and illusion. She was the first person of her generation.

"I came to the black market because I wanted to buy a third-grade Saint Yuan Dan." Zhang Ruochen said.

Murong Yue said: "Your Highness is going to attack the third level semi-saint?"

"It can only be said that we are preparing to attack the third-level semi-saint." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Saint Yuan Dan has always been strictly controlled by major medieval aristocratic families and cannot be sold to outsiders. On the black market, you can buy Saint Yuan Dan below the fourth grade at a high price. But..."

Murong Yue had a rather embarrassed look on her pretty face and said, "It's just that the third-grade Saint Yuan Pill is too expensive. Even if I spend all my savings, I can't afford even half of it."

"If His Highness really needs it, I can immediately send a message back to the Eastern Region and ask the elders in the family to escort a third-grade Saint Yuan Dan to Yuan Mansion. With the background of the Murong family, it can be refined into one every three years.

This Saint Yuan Dan should contain a third-grade Saint Yuan Dan."

The Saint Yuan Dan is the only shortcut to the semi-saint realm. Even a medieval family would need several years, or even decades, to refine one.

Therefore, the Holy Yuan Pill is quite expensive, and even people in the Holy Realm may not be able to afford one.

In the entire Kunlun Realm, I am afraid that only the Nine Realms can get enough Sheng Yuan Dan. Every realm can take it.

Zhang Ruochen smiled confidently and said, "You don't have to worry about the price. No matter how high the price is, I can still afford it. The key is, you have to tell me where I can buy the third-grade Saint Yuan Dan?"
Chapter completed!