"That is quite a coincidence."

Qin Yang smiled faintly and said.

"Chen'Er, who are these three?"

An Yuan furrowed his brows and asked. From An Xingchen's words, he could sense that this man and two women were enemies of the Dark Palace.

"Father, that lady in green is the new Pavilion Master of the Celestial Sword Pavilion, Bi Luoyue. The young man beside her is the Honorary Pavilion Master of the Celestial Sword Pavilion, and as for that girl, she is the little thief who stole the Fire Blood Vermilion Fruit during our battle with the Fire-tailed Lizard."

An Xingchen said in a deep voice.

"People from the Celestial Sword Pavilion?"

An Yuan's expression slightly darkened, his authoritative gaze falling on Bi Luoyue, Qin Yang, and Zilan.

"Father, not only did the Celestial Sword Pavilion shield the little thief who stole the Fire Blood Vermilion Fruit, but this lad also snatched away all of our and the three tributors' gains from several days in the Fire Sparrow Mountains, as well as over two hundred Violent Dragon Pills."

An Xingchen pointed at Qin Yang and said.

"Hehe... How old are you, yet you still report to your father?"

Zilan's lips curled into a smile, her laughter as clear as silver bells filled the air.

"You...!"

An Xingchen's face turned pale. He opened his mouth to retort but then became silent with an unsightly expression.

"Pavilion Master Bi, and this Honorary Pavilion Master, regarding your Celestial Sword Pavilion's actions of robbing my son, shouldn't you give our Dark Palace an explanation?"

An Yuan waved a hand, his sharp eyes fixed on Bi Luoyue and Qin Yang, his voice tinged with a coldness.

"Haha, Dark Palace Master, isn't it? Recently, two disciples of our Celestial Sword Pavilion went missing. We received information that it was your Dark Palace people who took them. Shouldn't your Dark Palace also give us an explanation for this?"

Qin Yang said with a smiling squint.

"Hmph, your Celestial Sword Pavilion failed to guard your disciples well, losing them, and now you demand them from us, the Dark Palace? That's unreasonable."

An Yuan snorted coldly and said.

"Oh, your Young Palace Master lacked the ability and lost something, yet comes to us demanding it back. That's also unreasonable, isn't it?"

Qin Yang chuckled in response. After all, the Dark Palace and Celestial Sword Pavilion were at odds, and neither side missed a chance to annex the other. If it came to tearing faces, so be it.

"Impudent brat, even Zi Qian wouldn't dare speak to me like that."

An Yuan's face darkened, and with a wave of Inner Power, the teacup in his hand shattered into powder. His cultivation had reached the late stage of the Profound Tier, just a step away from the Earth Tier.

Bang! Bang!

The aura of the three tributors and the white-browed elder burst forth simultaneously.

"What, are you going to fight?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Hehe, Brother Qin Yang, don't worry. Even if they had a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare make a move here in Danfeng City. The City Guard Army isn't just for show."

Zilan said with a mischievous smile.

Upon hearing this, An Yuan's face sank. Indeed, they couldn't make a move in Danfeng City, which was under the control of the Nangong family, a formidable force they couldn't afford to provoke.

"Pavilion Master Bi, if your Celestial Sword Pavilion refuses to return what was stolen, does that mean you're planning to go to war with our Dark Palace?"

As the leader of the palace, An Yuan couldn't afford to lose face for the Dark Palace. Thus, he spoke with a threatening tone, his expression dark.

"If it's war, so be it. The Celestial Sword Pavilion is willing to accompany."

Qin Yang said calmly, without fear. On the Immortal Yuan Continent, conflicts and wars between major Immortal Cultivation forces and sects were inevitable. The Ancient Martial Realm on Earth was the same, where mutual strife kept sects from any laxity.

"Good, very good!"

An Yuan coldly glared at Qin Yang, repeating the phrase twice.

At this moment, a man in black clothing hurried over. Seeing Qin Yang and the others present, he leaned in to whisper to An Yuan.

An Yuan nodded with a blank expression, though a trace of surprise and delight seemed to flicker in his eyes.

"Hmph, your Celestial Sword Pavilion can just await our Dark Palace's declaration of war."

An Yuan said, his eyes coldly looking at Qin Yang and Bi Luoyue before turning away with a flick of his sleeve, leading An Xingchen and the two tributors away.

"Qin Yang, are we really going to war with the Dark Palace?"

Bi Luoyue looked at Qin Yang with bright eyes and asked.

"Conflicts are inevitable. If the Dark Palace is confident, they would make a move even without today's harsh words. If they're not confident, they won't act lightly, as it would lead to mutual destruction."

Qin Yang smiled faintly and said.

Hearing this, Bi Luoyue nodded in agreement. It made sense. The Dark Palace and Celestial Sword Pavilion had fought once six years ago, leaving both sides severely injured, and allowing the Sea Dragon Sect to rise in power. If they were to fight again, the Dark Palace would certainly prepare thoroughly.

"What I'm curious about now is what that person just said to An Yuan. It seems something else has happened, or he wouldn't have left in such a hurry."

Qin Yang frowned and said.

As Qin Yang pondered, two factions hurried across the stream on the opposite bank, with one group having a Cyan Wind Wolf as their mount.

"It seems something has indeed happened."

Bi Luoyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she observed. Judging by their aura, these two factions were not weak.

"Brother Qin Yang, Sister Bi, why don't you head back to the manor and put away those seeds and spirit grass? I'll go and find out about this matter."

Zilan playfully smiled and said.

"Okay."

Qin Yang nodded as Zilan was more familiar with the area than he and Bi Luoyue were.

Five minutes later, in a secluded courtyard amidst the red maple leaves.

"Brother Qin Yang, Sister Bi, I have news. I just found out that twenty miles southwest of here, in a mountain stream, someone discovered Hundred Fruit Wine brewed by devil apes. Several sects have already gone there after receiving the news."

Zilan said.

"Hundred Fruit Wine?"

Qin Yang's eyes brightened with a hint of surprise crossing his face.

Hundred Fruit Wine, commonly known as "Monkey Wine," was brewed by apes collecting the freshest and sweetest spirit fruits in the mountains. The wine was rich in energy and aroma, making it a rare treasure for Ancient Martial Artists, enhancing their Inner Power significantly.

This wine, made from a hundred different spirit fruits, also had significant benefits for Qin Yang. Currently at the peak of the Intermediate Immortal Warrior stage, if he could acquire this wine, his chances of breaking through to High Level Immortal Warrior would increase.

"Brother Qin Yang, shall we go and check it out?"

Zilan asked.

"Yes."

Qin Yang nodded affirmatively. He couldn't miss such an opportunity. Refining Primordial Spirit Pills with Primordial Spirit Grass would have to wait until the evening, as the auction was scheduled for tomorrow morning. An entire night's time should suffice.

Resolving the decision, Qin Yang, Bi Luoyue, and Zilan left Danfeng City with the Fire Flame Lion.

The two women sat atop the Fire Flame Lion, while Qin Yang looked somewhat hesitant. Although the lion was large enough to carry three people, he felt embarrassed to sit with the two ladies.

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