Chapter 1077: Wen Tiansheng and the Beautiful Woman

Inside a dim, grand hall.

Nine figures were sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, healing their injuries.

These nine people were all Great Vehicle Stage cultivators.

Yet, at this moment, the nine of them completely lacked their usual majesty and high spirits.

Their faces were extremely pale, their gazes dim, and their auras weak and chaotic.

When Wen Tiansheng arrived in the grand hall and saw the nine people.

He could not help but knit his brows.

Less than a month ago.

There were only five severely injured Great Vehicle Stage cultivators.

How much time has passed since then?

Four more have actually been added!

Could it be that during this period, the Sea Clan launched another large-scale battle at the Great Vehicle Stage level?

At the same time Wen Tiansheng arrived, the nine people opened their closed eyes and looked toward him.

When the nine people discovered that the person who had arrived was Wen Tiansheng, their gazes flickered one after another.

"Daoist Friend Wen, you previously said you could find an Eighth-Rank Alchemist to help with Alchemy; how is it going now?"

"Did you find the person?"

A beautiful woman looked at Wen Tiansheng and spoke softly.

Hearing the beautiful woman's words, just as Wen Tiansheng was about to speak, a cold sneer suddenly came, "How else could it be? An Eighth-Rank Alchemist isn't a head of cabbage; how could one be found so easily?"

"Furthermore, what kind of person is an Eighth-Rank Alchemist? How could they be unknown?"

"This place has gathered almost all the top powerhouses of the entire Youzhou; if there were a second Eighth-Rank Alchemist in Youzhou, how could no one know?"

"This Wen Tiansheng is clearly using the excuse of looking for an Eighth-Rank Alchemist to avoid the battle."

Wen Tiansheng rolled his eyes and glanced at the person who spoke.

That person was wearing a black robe, and a cold sneer was hanging on his face.

The emblem carved on the Jade Tablet at his waist symbolized none other than the Youyun Holy Land.

This person was a Supreme Elder of the Youyun Holy Land, named Meng Shan.

"Daoist Friend Meng, one must have evidence when speaking; you keep saying that Daoist Friend Wen is avoiding the battle, but do you have evidence?"

The beautiful woman who had previously spoken to Wen Tiansheng looked at Meng Shan indifferently.

Meng Shan frowned, "You want evidence? Isn't that simple?"

"Since that Eighth-Rank Alchemist is a friend of Wen Tiansheng, the two should have a way to contact each other, right?"

"If there is a way to contact them, why haven't they been found after such a long time?"

"Unless he doesn't know any Eighth-Rank Alchemist at all, or... that so-called Eighth-Rank Alchemist is non-existent!"

The beautiful woman frowned and did not say any words of rebuttal.

She looked at Wen Tiansheng, a flash of hesitation appearing on her face.

Sensing the beautiful woman's gaze, Wen Tiansheng smiled at her, then looked at Meng Shan, "Meng Shan, since you are a pile of dog shit yourself, do you really think everyone else is as foul-smelling as you?"

"I, Wen, have already found my Alchemist friend."

Hearing Wen Tiansheng's tone, Meng Shan's face turned dark.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly, "Found them? Then where is the person? Why haven't I seen them?"

Wen Tiansheng curled his lips, "What the hell are you? Why must I bring my friend here for you to see? Besides, they are an Eighth-Rank Alchemist; you want to see them just like that? Are you worthy?"

"Wen Tiansheng, you are courting death!"

Meng Shan flew into a rage, the fire in his heart almost impossible to suppress, and his aura surged for a moment.

"What? Want to fight? But in your current state, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by me?"

Wen Tiansheng gave a disdainful smile.

Meng Shan's face became even uglier, but his heart ultimately calmed down a little.

Given Wen Tiansheng's personality, if he were to strike first and give the other party a reason, he feared he really might be killed.

He snorted coldly, "You keep saying you have found that Eighth-Rank master, yet you cannot prove it."

"You are clearly just making excuses."

"Sure enough, in the eyes of dog shit, everyone is smelly." Wen Tiansheng shook his head and said indifferently, "Whether I, Wen, have found that Alchemist, wouldn't it work to prove it with a Pill?"

As he spoke, Wen Tiansheng waved his palm, and two Jade Bottles appeared before him.

From within the Jade Bottles, a pure medicinal power faintly permeated through the bottles and drifted out.

Sensing the medicinal power emanating from the Jade Bottles, the eyes of everyone present lit up simultaneously.

It was an Eighth-Tier Pill!

Everyone was a Great Vehicle Stage cultivator and a top powerhouse of Youzhou.

Each of them possessed extraordinary insight and could naturally recognize the grade of the Pill.

Immediately afterward, a look of burning intensity appeared on everyone's faces.

Nowadays, Eighth-Tier Pills were in short supply.

They were all severely injured, and without Eighth-Tier Pills, they could not recover.

In the current environment.

Not being fully recovered from severe injuries meant that they could face life-threatening danger at any time.

No one did not want to recover.

"Meng Shan, what grade do you think these two Pills I brought are?"

Wen Tiansheng's gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on Meng Shan, and he said with a smile.

"Naturally, it is an Eighth-Tier Pill."

Meng Shan's eyes flashed, and he then continued to speak in a cold voice, "But so what if it is an Eighth-Tier Pill? Who can say for sure whether this Eighth-Tier Pill of yours was actually freshly refined?"

"Are you suspecting that I, Wen, would dig into my own pockets and take out my own pills to deceive the Daoist Friends present, just to prove the existence of that Eighth-Rank Alchemist?"

Wen Tiansheng narrowed his eyes.

Meng Shan sneered, "Given your despicable character, Wen Tiansheng, the possibility of you doing such a thing is not non-existent."

"Idiot."

Wen Tiansheng shook his head.

Meng Shan's expression stalled, his face turning livid, "Wen Tiansheng, do you really think I, Meng, am afraid of you?"

Wen Tiansheng nodded, "That's right."

Meng Shan's expression stiffened, his demeanor shifting for a moment, and he said coldly, "I, Meng, will not lower myself to the level of a mad dog like you."

"However, this war concerns the entire Youzhou; it is a matter for all of Youzhou, and every Cultivator in Youzhou has an obligation to participate in this battle."

"You have been away from the battlefield for so long under the pretext of searching for an Eighth-Rank Alchemist, while all these Daoist Friends have remained here fighting for their lives."

"Shouldn't you give these Daoist Friends an explanation?"

Wen Tiansheng curled his lips, "You make it sound as if my Beast Taming Sect has no one participating in the war. Haven't our Ancestor and two Supreme Elders all joined this war?"

Meng Shan's expression stalled, "One thing is one thing, another is another."

Wen Tiansheng stared at Meng Shan for a moment, "Fine, since that is the case, then I, Wen, will give everyone an explanation."

"Aren't you suspecting that these two pills are my own?"

"Let me ask you this: an Eighth-Tier Healing Pill is a life-saving item. If it were you, would you be willing to take it out and sell it?"

Meng Shan's expression stalled.

In his heart, he already had the answer, but at such a juncture, how could he back down?

Just as he was about to say the answer that was diametrically opposed to his actual choice, Wen Tiansheng's voice suddenly rang out again, "I'm afraid only an idiot would choose to sell it, right?"

The words that had reached Meng Shan's lips were immediately swallowed back down.

With an ugly expression, he looked at Wen Tiansheng, "You are just arguing for the sake of arguing!"

Wen Tiansheng shook his head, "You piece of dog shit are not only smelly, but also very clingy."

"I, Wen, am not in the mood to explain too much to you. Aren't you suspecting that these two pills came from my own pocket?"

"Then you only need to wait until next month, the month after next..."

"To see if I can keep producing Eighth-Tier Pills, won't that be enough?"

"Could it be that you all think I, Wen, have an infinite supply of Eighth-Tier Pills?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Shan was left speechless.

"Hmph, I hope you can keep your word."

"Otherwise, the charge of evading the war is not a small one; when the time comes, you must give all these Daoist Friends a satisfactory answer!"

He let out a cold snort and stopped speaking.

Wen Tiansheng curled his lips and ignored Meng Shan further.

He turned his head to look at the beautiful woman, "I didn't expect you to have suffered such heavy injuries as well."

His voice was gentle as he spoke; if Wang Jianqiang were to hear it, he would certainly be astonished by Wen Tiansheng's attitude.

Because this level of gentleness was hard to see in Wen Tiansheng, and it had already exceeded the limits of friendship.