Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 591 - 588: Pill Formula (24th Update!)

Su Han was momentarily stunned, looked at Yun Congcong, and then at her extended jade hand, and immediately gave a wry smile, understanding what was going on.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"

Yun Qianqian quickly released the man’s hand and said to Su Han, "This is my sister, Yun Congcong, and this is my brother-in-law, Song Mingshu from the Song Family. They... are about to get married."

The last sentence was clearly an explanation for Su Han.

Song Mingshu had always regarded Yun Congcong as his forbidden territory. Other men, even just looking at her once, would make him extremely uncomfortable. Thus, Yun Congcong shaking hands with Su Han, and even more so the touching of skin, made Song Mingshu’s reluctance quite normal.

"Nice to meet you both."

Su Han didn’t take the matter to heart and smiled as he greeted both of them.

"I’ve heard about the leader of the Phoenix Sect as well," Song Mingshu said, raising his head and looking down at Su Han with the attitude of a superior.

"During the Gate of Deer Chasing event, you offended several Super Sects, and in the end, a powerful figure appeared, almost wiping out the God-Slaying Pavilion, which later changed its name to the Phoenix Sect, right?"

"Afterward, you stealthily attacked the stronghold of the Sect of the Battle God, but didn’t dare to show your face. In the end, you only stole a few hundred million Spirit Stones and fled far away."

"In the Mountain of the Divine Medicine, you opposed the Super Sects again, and nearly got killed by a Pseudo-Emperor Realm expert. It was only because a powerhouse from the Myriad Treasures Pavilion intervened that your life was saved. Am I correct?"

Song Mingshu’s three successive sentences immediately made both Shangguan Mingxin and Liuyun frown.

If these words had come from someone else’s mouth, they would have been a form of admiration for Su Han. But coming from Song Mingshu, with a few words changed, even the flavor was different.

It wasn’t admiration at all, it was complete mockery!

Yun Qianqian’s brows furrowed as well, and she looked at Su Han.

But Su Han’s face remained calm, the smile undissipated, as if he hadn’t taken it to heart.

Yun Qianqian knew that with Su Han’s unbending nature, his current silence already gave her enough face.

"I’m sorry."

She walked up the stairs, stood in front of Su Han on the second floor, and her beautiful face was full of apologies. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Su Han shook his head with a smile, "I came here to ask for money from you. If we’re really talking about apologies, I’m the one who should feel embarrassed."

"I’ve prepared the Spirit Stones for you long ago. You can also withdraw them here in the auction house. Let me take you to get them." Yun Qianqian shrugged lightly, with her cherry lips slightly closed, looking extremely gentle.

"Alright," Su Han nodded.

Just as the two of them were about to leave, Yun Congcong suddenly asked, "Qianqian, this Su Baliu... couldn’t possibly be the man you have taken a fancy to and plan to have marry into our family, could he?"

"No," Yun Qianqian said.

"That’s good..." Yun Congcong seemed to sigh in relief.

Song Mingshu also said, "I heard that the Phoenix Sect is now a Sixth-Rate Sect? But a Sect Master of a Sixth-Rate Sect compared to your status, Qianqian, is still worlds apart. I advise you, if you’re really looking for a man, you should think carefully, don’t be deceived by emotions. At the very least, he should be your equal in social status."

Yun Qianqian’s pretty face showed anger, but she ultimately sighed and left with Su Han.

...

In the room, Yun Qianqian sat in a chair, her body seemingly devoid of strength as if it were just a puddle of Clear Water, about to spill out, which was extremely heart-stirring.

"Miss Yun, the Sect Master doesn’t have any deep hatred with you, right? One is your own sister, and the other is your brother-in-law. They started with a barrage of cold ridicule; what’s the meaning of this?" Shangguan Mingxin indignantly said.

Everyone knew that if it weren’t for the sake of Yun Qianqian, Su Han would have torn Song Mingshu’s mouth open long ago.

As for his identity as the Young Master of the Song Family?

Bullshit, Su Han had even killed several Substitute Daoists from Super Sects, and to this day, there were still many of them packed inside the Red Pouch, so why would he be afraid of some Song Family?

"Mingxin."

Seeing that Shangguan Mingxin was about to speak again, Su Han reprimanded him, and the latter, left with no choice, grumbled quietly without speaking.

"She’s my biological sister."

After a long time, Yun Qianqian sighed softly and sat upright.

"Beneath our father’s knees, there are just the two of us, my sister and me. One day, the position of the Head of the Yun Family will fall to one of us. Whoever marries out will lose the position, while the other, though unable to add anything from outside, can allow her future husband to join the family."

Yun Qianqian sighed, "I never thought about competing for the position of Family Head, but my father promised my sister to the Young Master of the Song Family. Anyone would see this as my father passing on the position to me."

"So... your sister harbors resentment toward you?" Liuyun said.

"Not exactly resentment, but the affection we once shared no longer exists."

Yun Qianqian said, "After my father promised her to Song Mingshu, my sister grew cold towards me. She doesn’t harbor any ill will, but Song Mingshu is arrogant, you might even say overbearing. From time to time, he mocks me in his words, but considering my sister’s face, what can I say?"

Su Han remained silent; this was Yun Qianqian’s family affair, and there was not much he could say.

"Thank you for today."

Yun Qianqian was filled with apologies and then said, "Someone will bring the Spirit Stones later, but I can only give you four hundred million."

Su Han had anticipated this, but he didn’t dwell on it, instead asking, "I noticed you were frowning when you came in. Are you troubled by something?"

"Don’t mention it."

Yun Qianqian rubbed her eyes, "Recently, I’ve been arranging the auction house matters, and in seven days, the auction will be held. This is my first time in charge of auction affairs. I’m not only unfamiliar with these auction matters, but I’ve also lost some clients to Dragon Martial Trading House, who’ve been snatched away."

"You mean... the items for auction are not sufficient?" Su Han asked.

"Yes."

Yun Qianqian nodded, "It’s not that we don’t have enough, but rather they are not up to standard. There are plenty of people bringing items to auction, but the variety is too great. If it were a normal day, it might be alright, but since this is my first time and it coincides with the Sect competition, I can’t just bring out anything for auction, can I? That would damage the reputation of Myriad Treasures Pavilion."

"I see."

Su Han smiled, "Then that’s easy to handle. I’ll bring you the auction items you’re missing."

"You have some?"

Yun Qianqian’s eyes lit up, thinking of the Kunpeng Sacred Body, "You’re not thinking of auctioning off that Kunpeng Sacred Body, are you? While the technique is indeed astonishing and is probably at least of Earth Nether Level, just that alone is still somewhat insufficient."

"I’m not auctioning off the Kunpeng Sacred Body; I’m auctioning a few Pill Formulas and Equipment Sigils," Su Han said with a smile.

"Pill Formulas?"

Yun Qianqian quickly asked, "What level?"

"What level do you lack?"

"Of course, the higher the better!"

Su Han smiled and waved his hand, already having prepared the Pill Formulas, and immediately took them out.