Chapter 834: The Perfect Spirit-Nurturing Pill Was a Gift from Daoist Friend Wan

The other Void Refinement Stage cultivator was precisely an Elder of the Youyun Holy Land.

As the absolute hegemon that dominated the entire western region of Youzhou, the Youyun Holy Land had always acted in a domineering manner; when had they ever suffered such humiliation?

Upon hearing the words of the Beast Taming Sect powerhouse, their expression instinctively turned cold.

However, once they thought of the insane, self-destructive threats that had emerged from within the Beast Taming Sect, they frowned and held it back.

"This battle, our Youyun Holy Land will not participate."

After saying this, they looked at Luo Xuandao, "Xuandao, let's go."

Luo Xuandao looked at his severed arm, then cast a look full of resentment at Wang Jianqiang before following the Youyun Holy Land powerhouse away.

After the two left.

The Beast Taming Sect powerhouse looked at the remaining three Spirit Severing Mid Stage prodigies, then glanced toward three empty locations, and sneered, "My Beast Taming Sect has always followed the rules. I hope you all can do the same; otherwise, once you force my Beast Taming Sect to stop following the rules, no one will have a good time."

After speaking, they looked at Wen Ya and Wang Jianqiang, their gaze pausing on Wang Jianqiang for a moment, and smiled with a nod, their expression so gentle it almost made Wang Jianqiang wonder if they had some special hobby.

Afterward, their figure flashed and they concealed themselves.

After the Beast Taming Sect powerhouse vanished, Wang Jianqiang looked at the remaining three interceptors and said with a smile, "The three of you, shall we continue?"

The three men's expressions changed, and they turned to run.

They were already cursing in their hearts.

Who said Wen Ya had only just broken through to the Spirit Transformation Stage, lacked a deep foundation, and had limited strength?

Who said Wan Guiyuan only became number one on the Spirit Ranking through shameless and despicable means, and was actually just a weakling?

False intelligence kills!

If they had known that the strength of Wen Ya and Wan Guiyuan was this explosive, they would never have attacked so rashly, but would have meticulously planned an assault strategy.

The moment the three fled.

Wang Jianqiang and Wen Ya chased straight out.

These three possessed formidable strength; if they escaped and joined forces with the other interceptors, they would still be a significant threat.

But if they could be dealt with here.

The threat posed by the remaining interceptors would be much smaller.

They could not let them escape.

Wang Jianqiang transformed into a Golden Rainbow Light, his speed astonishing, rapidly closing the distance between himself and the three ahead.

After merging with Long Er, Wen Ya seemed to have gained Long Er's speed talent, making her even faster than Wang Jianqiang, and she was the first to catch up to the three.

She struck to intercept the three.

A moment later.

Wang Jianqiang caught up.

The two joined forces to battle the three.

In just a short moment of fighting, the three were already covered in wounds and tottering.

Just at this moment.

Three figures with auras as vast as the sea appeared one after another.

"We withdr—"

Before the word "draw" could fall, Wang Jianqiang seized the opportunity and slashed out three consecutive hand-blades.

The three men's arms were all severed, and they fled backward with pale faces.

The three powerhouses who had just appeared turned dark in the face and struck one after another, using their own power to shield their respective prodigies.

They took a deep look at Wang Jianqiang.

And left one after another.

"This is damn unfair."

After the three left, Wang Jianqiang couldn't help but curse.

The prodigies of various sects came to intercept him; if they lost, they could be shielded and taken away by their own powerhouses, but if he lost, he would have only one path: death.

The stakes for both sides were simply not on the same level.

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's curse, a flash of guilt crossed Wen Ya's face, "There is nothing to be done about this; our Beast Taming Sect is, after all, only one sect, while the enemies are all the top forces of the entire Youzhou."

"Even this unfair opportunity for peers to fight was only barely won by risking everything."

Hearing Wen Ya's explanation, Wang Jianqiang smiled and shook his head, "Senior Sister Wen Ya, don't worry, I'm not angry. I understand the logic; I was just venting a little."

Wen Ya nodded, and a dazzling Spirit Light lit up on her body.

When the Spirit Light dissipated, the jade-white armor on her body vanished, and Long Er's figure appeared.

Long Er looked at Wang Jianqiang and said huffily, "Daoist Friend Wan, don't worry. When I become stronger in the future, I will definitely help you get back at them for this."

Wang Jianqiang smiled and stroked her soft, jade-white short hair, the warm and smooth sensation coming through his fingertips, "Then I thank Fairy Long Er in advance."

Sensing Wang Jianqiang's intimate action, Long Er lowered her head, blushing, but she did not dodge his palm, nor did she have any intention of resisting.

Wen Ya's beautiful eyes widened, and she was stunned for a moment.

What was going on?

According to Long Er's personality, if any male cultivator dared to make such an intimate gesture toward her, she would definitely go on a rampage immediately.

How could she act in such a shy manner?

Could this girl actually be interested in Junior Brother Wan?

Sensing Wen Ya's somewhat dazed expression, Long Er immediately came to her senses.

She raised her hand to swat away Wang Jianqiang's palm and glared at him, "You're looking to die, aren't you? Trying to take advantage of me? Do you believe I'll beat you to death?"

Her words seemed fierce, but the force with which she swatted away Wang Jianqiang's hand was very gentle, and her expression was less like anger and more like coquettishness.

This was practically a confession!

Wen Ya's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, the look of suspicion in her eyes reaching its peak.

Seeing this, Long Er's heart skipped a beat.

Knowing that the truth was about to be completely exposed, she cursed inwardly.

Her eyes widened, and she looked at Wen Ya indignantly, "Sister Wen Ya, what kind of expression is that? You don't think there is some impure relationship between Daoist Friend Wan and me, do you?"

"Isn't there?"

The sudden look of grievance on Long Er's face took Wen Ya aback.

"What do you mean, 'isn't there'?"

Long Er's expression grew even more aggrieved, "The reason I am like this isn't because of you?"

Wen Ya's expression faltered, feeling that this sentence sounded familiar, and she said speechlessly, "Long Er, didn't I already explain that to you before?"

Long Er shook her head, "I am talking about the Perfect Spirit-Nurturing Pill."

Wen Ya was stunned, "Didn't you get the Perfect Spirit-Nurturing Pill by chance?"

Long Er shook her head, "I was lying to you before; actually, the Perfect Spirit-Nurturing Pill was a gift from Daoist Friend Wan."

Wen Ya was dumbfounded.

Long Er continued, "Didn't I tell you before that Daoist Friend Wan likes you? Although you didn't accept Daoist Friend Wan, he is a generous person who specifically found me and gave me a large quantity of Spirit Nourishing Pills, asking me to pass them on to you to help with your cultivation."

"He also said that his previous agreement with you was just a joke and he didn't want to use it as a threat, so he made me promise to keep it a secret for him. It is precisely because of this that I didn't tell you the truth."

"And it is precisely because I owe Daoist Friend Wan this favor that I have been so special toward him; you must not let your imagination run wild."

After hearing Long Er's explanation, the gaze Wen Ya turned toward Wang Jianqiang immediately became complex.

So the Perfect Spirit-Nurturing Pill was given to Long Er by him.

He had actually given such precious Pills to her and Long Er unconditionally, without asking for anything in return.

Such friendship could truly be called profound!