Chapter 288

Thinking of the trouble and desperate situation he would face if Bodhi Patriarch were not dead.

Nanji Xianweng simply decided to go all the way, continuously increasing the firepower and raising the temperature of the alchemy furnace rapidly.

"Oh, the little old man has quite some energy."

"Come on, keep burning, burn it bigger."

Tang An's provocative voice came out, making Nanji Xianweng's expression turn pale and panicked.

As a mortal, she... she wasn't even slightly injured?

Tang An poked her head out from one side of the alchemy furnace to look. "Hey, did the little old man break his defense again?"

"You little old man, you just love refining people into pills when you have nothing to do."

"You're only using this little bit of fire to deal with me; aren't you looking down on me too much?"

Not to mention that she had Bodhi Patriarch with her.

Just the countless treasures from the Lingshan treasury on her body were enough to keep her alive in the alchemy furnace.

And this was on the premise that Tang An didn't use the Seven Treasure Tree.

"You... aren't you a mortal?" Nanji Xianweng's expression changed again and again.

It's impossible; just a Destined One, nothing but a mere mortal body, how could she persist in his alchemy furnace for so long without being injured at all?

Bodhi Patriarch's protection?

Right, that's the only way it makes sense.

"Hey, I say." Tang An said while taking out the leaf of the Seven Treasure Tree. "I'm too lazy to complain about you guys; the information flow in your immortal world is really too poor."

"Meditate less when you have nothing to do; otherwise, your Yuxu Palace will really fail to keep up with the changing times."

"Is the internet bad? Do you need me to help you get connected?"

"It doesn't cost 998, it doesn't cost 1998; as long as you offer up the Kunlun Mountain treasury, I'll help you get connected to the internet immediately."

Nanji Xianweng couldn't understand what Tang An was saying at all, but he could understand "Kunlun Mountain treasury."

"You mortal, you actually want to covet the Kunlun Mountain treasury?"

It's simply unheard of, wishful thinking!

Not to mention whether she could even enter that place. Even if she did, would she have the ability to take anything away?

"Covet? How can you use such an ugly term?"

"I just want to help the Senior Uncle keep it for a while; of course, I'll decide the duration of the safekeeping."

Nanji Xianweng: "???"

Where on earth did the Destined One get the confidence to be so clamorous? So arrogant?

Wait...

Senior Uncle?

Whose Senior Uncle? Whose Senior Uncle is she calling? What Senior Uncle?

It didn't matter; all fear came from insufficient firepower. As long as the firepower was sufficient, what was there to fear!

If you say she's powerful, she doesn't have a shred of immortal power in her body and can't activate the supreme treasures. She can only rely on her own clumsy physical strength to perform physical actions.

If you say she's not powerful, well, she used a barbaric method to cut open Nanji Xianweng's alchemy furnace.

No choice, who told her she was holding the Seven Treasure Tree, a Saint's object.

The alchemy furnace was cut open, and countless magma surged out along the opening.

A "hissing" sound rang out on the ground, and the immortal attendants in the hall screamed and scattered, running for their lives.

"I'll teach you to refine!"

"I'll teach you to refine!" Tang An circled the alchemy furnace and cut a large circle around it.

Nanji Xianweng cast a spell and threw out his Panlong Cane, wanting to suppress Tang An's chaos. But he forgot that there was still someone in the alchemy furnace—Bodhi Patriarch.

"Bang!"

"Bang clatter~"

Bodhi Patriarch just lightly flicked his whisk, and the upper half of the alchemy furnace that Tang An had cut open was directly flipped away.

The alchemy furnace rolled on the ground for a while before finally stabilizing.

"You!"

Why did Nanji Xianweng turn red? Was it just because the alchemy furnace was destroyed?

No, it was not only that the alchemy furnace was destroyed, but his Panlong Cane was also held tightly in Tang An's hand, and she just wouldn't return it to him.

Originally, Nanji Xianweng only needed to raise his hand and summon it, and the Panlong Cane would return to his side. But now with Bodhi Patriarch present, the Panlong Cane wouldn't listen to his commands at all.

"Bodhi Patriarch, this junior honors you as a senior; why do you allow the Destined One to run wild in my Yuxu Palace!"

"Senior?" Tang An sneered mockingly. "What kind of good person sends a senior into an alchemy furnace?"

"What, others give seniors grand gifts, and you send seniors to hell?"

"You!" When had Nanji Xianweng ever argued with anyone? How could he possibly out-talk Tang An?

"Thanks."

Tang An thanked him politely and put the Panlong Cane into her Wealth Gathering Ring.

Nanji Xianweng's expression seemed to say: "Thanks? Who gave it to her?"

"Presumptuous, return the Panlong Cane immediately." Nanji Xianweng beckoned and gathered all the magma on the ground back.

He wanted to scare Tang An and make her obediently return the Panlong Cane.

But he didn't know that everything Tang An did was truly terrifying.

Tang An ignored Nanji Xianweng and instead studied Yuxu Palace.

"Wow~ This pillar is not bad; it feels cool to the touch, it'll be good for building my Princess Mansion later."

"This tea table is not bad either."

"Jade Nectar, huh? Interesting, I'll reluctantly accept it."

Tang An would take a large saw one moment and switch to a wolf-tooth club the next, knocking and hitting things in Yuxu Palace; it was purely the behavior of a bandit robbing in broad daylight.

Although she couldn't take down the jade pillars, she was acting recklessly in Yuxu Palace—whose face was she slapping?

"Presumptuous!"

Nanji Xianweng couldn't bear it anymore and attacked Tang An directly.

However, before he could even move, Tang An acted as if she were weak and unable to take care of herself, falling onto the ground on her bottom.

Seeing this, Bodhi Patriarch waved his hand lightly and easily broke Nanji Xianweng's attack.

Tang An had already touched up her makeup, looking like a delicate woman, miserable and severely injured.

"Senior Uncle~"

She screamed at the sky; anyone who didn't know better would think she was mourning the dead.

"I know you are watching; don't stay silent, I know you are home."

"Senior Brother Nanji is bullying me like this; today, Senior Uncle must give me a proper explanation."

"Otherwise, otherwise I won't leave."

She lay on the ground in an "X" shape and even took a chicken leg out of her Wealth Gathering Ring to satisfy her hunger.

Nanji Xianweng's eyes were filled with shock, doubt, questioning, and speechlessness.

What kind of person is she?

In Kunlun Mountain, inside Yuxu Palace, playing the "shameless porcelain-touching" game?

And why does she call him Senior Uncle every other word? And even call him Senior Brother? When did he get a Junior Sister?

Can someone tell him, he only went into seclusion for a few days, how is it like a hundred years have passed, what on earth has happened?!

Tang An finished the chicken leg, got up, went to Nanji Xianweng, and wiped her hands on his clothes.

Nanji Xianweng didn't even have the slightest psychological preparation; he had thought Tang An was here to settle scores, or was overestimating her abilities and wanted to hold him hostage, or wanted to throw a tantrum in front of him.

But no matter how he racked his brains, he couldn't have imagined that Tang An came to him just to wipe her hands on his clothes?

Is this something a human can do?

"Scoundrel!"

"Who are you calling a scoundrel?"

"I'm calling you a scoundrel!"

"Oh~ so the scoundrel is talking about me."

???

!!!!!

Ah!!! Truly, if a gentleman can endure this, what can he not endure? How can this woman be so infuriating!

"Hey, don't get all red-faced at every turn; you're so old, you have high blood pressure. If you get a heart attack, a stroke, or a burst blood vessel, and then can't catch your breath, that would be just great." Tang An even kindly helped him smooth his breath.