That day, for some reason, the conversation between the upper echelons of the Jishi Prefecture was leaked out.

Someone is going to attack Linglong Pavilion.

Actually, there was no need to divulge this information. The Linglong Pavilion's manpower had been transferred frequently these past few days. Most of the elders and direct disciples who usually stayed in the sect were transferred to various places one after another. As for those disciples who had been sent out earlier, their whereabouts were unknown, so they could roughly guess one or two of them with a slight association.

Xu Han finished refining today's pills as usual.

More than a month had passed since he had promised Ning Zhumang to become the guest of the Exquisite Pavilion. He had also received the three hundred Origin Condensation Pills for the second month. Once he had refined all of these pills, his injuries on his meridians would probably be healed. According to the agreement, the medicinal pills needed to refine the demon arm should be almost finished.

The purpose of coming to Linglong Pavilion was almost achieved, so Xu Han should be in a good mood.

But in reality, Xu Han was not in a good mood.

He stood at the entrance of the small porch window and watched as the number of disciples entering and leaving the mountain was much less than before. He was in a hurry and his expression was grave. Even Song Yueming , who was a frequent visitor in the courtyard, had come here sparsely lately, and his expression was not very good every time he came. After chatting with Xu Han for a while, he left.

It's December now.

It was midwinter.

Dark clouds covered the sky, covering the entire Exquisite Pavilion, pressing down on everyone as if they couldn't breathe.

"It's raining heavily." Xu Han sighed lightly and was about to close the courtyard door.

However, when he turned around, his heart skipped a beat.

Xu Han seemed to have sensed something. He hurriedly looked in the direction of the stone table in the courtyard, only to see a figure sitting on the stone table. It was a middle-aged man with white eyebrows and black hair. He was currently smiling as he stared at Xu Han.

At that time, Xu Han's heart tensed up and he finally relaxed. "Lord Headmaster is not busy dealing with the internal and external troubles of the Exquisite Pavilion. Why are you worried about me?" Xu Han asked.

"No tea, no water. It's not the way to treat guests." Ning Zhumang smiled and said nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Xu Han rolled his eyes. However, he still walked into the room and took out a pot of tea and two teacups and placed them in front of the stone table. He poured tea into one of the teacups and handed it over to Ning Zhumang . "Now, you can say, what are you doing here?"

Ning Zhumang was still unmoved. He picked up the teacup and squinted at the full cup of tea, saying, "Tea is full of deception."

However, Xu Han was somewhat helpless because of this mysterious Sect Leader. He simply sat down on the stone table and rolled his eyes. He looked like he liked to drink or not.

"I'm here today to deliver something to you." At this moment, Ning Zhumang seemed to be satisfied. As he spoke, he slowly took out something from his bosom and placed it on the stone table.

It was a white porcelain vase with some patterns carved on it. It didn't look strange, but Xu Han's eyes narrowed at that moment. He seemed to have realized something, and even his breathing became rapid at that moment.

"This is?" Xu Han asked, his voice somewhat dry.

"The Great Desolate Pill." A faint smile appeared on Ning Zhumang 's face, as if he had anticipated Xu Han's reaction.

The Great Desolate Pill.

It could be said to be a supreme treasure.

It was refined from three precious medicinal herbs, Lou Yun Cao, Bei Mang Hua and Ning Xiang Guo, and several precious medicinal herbs as supplementary medicines. It took hundreds of complicated processes to refine them.

It was also necessary for Xu Han to refine his demon arm.

"So fast?" The Great Desolation Pill had been refined halfway through the three-month period agreed with Ning Zhumang , but it was somewhat beyond Xu Han's expectations.

"There is a grand formation on the summit of Xuanhe Peak, and there is also a Heavy Treasure Profound Dragon Cauldron. Together, the speed of the Envoy's medicinal pill refinement is several levels faster than I expected." Ning Zhumang said with a smile. His tone was extremely casual, as if it was just a trivial matter.

However, Xu Han knew how complicated the process of refining the Great Desolate Pill was. The slightest carelessness would cause the cauldron to explode. Therefore, he required the refiner to concentrate at all times and places. In Lenovo's Linglong Pavilion, which had recently entered a troubled autumn, one could imagine how troubled Ning Zhumang was as the headmaster of the sect. In such a situation, he was able to refine the Great Desolation Pill for Xu Han so quickly, so he must have put in a lot of effort.

"Thank you." Xu Han looked at the smiling Ning Zhumang and said sincerely.

"Sincerely?" Unexpectedly, Xu Han's words were captured by Ning Zhumang . The head sect master in charge of the first sect of Great Zhou moved his head forward, revealing a crafty smile like a child's on his face.

Xu Han's heart sank as he guessed that Ning Zhumang was probably trying to repay his kindness.

He naturally had a way to avoid this topic, making Ning Zhumang unable to speak.

However, for some reason, Xu Han couldn't help but think of the changes that had occurred in the Linglong Pavilion these past few days.

Regardless of whether it was Zhou Zhang, Fang Ziyu , Song Yueming , or Qin Keqing , they had only come to the Xiaoxuan window a few times these past few days, and they were somewhat gloomy about the recent events.

Xu Han didn't have much affection for Linglong Pavilion, but Linglong Pavilion was a big ship. If this ship capsized, it would inevitably bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

Xu Han might be able to escape, but some people were destined to be implicated.

Just ignoring it, Xu Han felt guilty in his heart.

After getting used to being that lone tiger leopard, he suddenly had some companions. It would be much harder for him to let go.

"Sincerely." At this moment, Xu Han finally nodded towards Ning Zhumang and willingly jumped into the trap set by the Sect Leader.

Hearing this, Ning Zhumang smiled and said, "Do me a favor."

"What is it?" Xu Han had already expected this. He calmly asked. His expression was silent, but he couldn't see what a young man of this age should look like.

"Qingzhou Yanlai City came in to cause trouble. Our Exquisite Pavilion has already sent out several disciples, but almost all of them died strangely. Three days later, the Heavy Moment Summit sent their personal disciple Fang Ziyu to investigate this matter thoroughly again. I want you to follow her."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xu Han was stunned. He asked, somewhat puzzled, "I have heard about the Yanlai City demon disaster, but the direct disciples sent there are still unmatched. What use can it be if I, a Diamond Realm cultivator, follow along? Perhaps it will also drag others down."

Xu Han's words were not an excuse. He had such a temper. If he didn't want to do something, he would refuse with a single mouthful. Since he had agreed, he would definitely do it if he could.

However, the matter of Yan Lai City had already caused the loss of two direct disciples of the Netherpassage Realm. Xu Han could not figure out what benefit it would be to let him go. Ning Zhumang had wasted so much energy to refine the Great Desolate Pill for him, so he couldn't just turn around and send him to his death, could he?

"You've seen the situation in the Linglong Pavilion lately. The disciples sent out died strangely, and several branches were destroyed one after another. It seems that someone is secretly targeting the Linglong Pavilion." Ning Zhumang said in a deep voice. The expression on his face was unusually exhausted. He thought that he wouldn't be able to lead a good life during this period of time.

"Yes, I have. But Linglong Pavilion is the number one sect in Great Zhou after all. Who exactly wants to attack Linglong Pavilion? Don't tell me you don't have any clues at all?" Xu Han frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Ning Zhumang paused for a moment before saying, "I'm in the open and the enemy is in the dark. We've gathered so many people from the sect to find out who did this. Most of the elders and deacons are sent out, and the rest are in important positions. There's nothing we can do about it. The only thing we can do about Yan Lai City is to let Ziyu take the lead. However, although her cultivation is extraordinary, her mind is .." Then he said, "So, I want you to stay by her side. This way, your relationship is fine. If you have something to say, she might listen."

At this point, Ning Zhumang paused again, seemingly wanting to say something.

"Second, how about it? Since you want my help, you need to tell me honestly." Xu Han was a little overwhelmed by Ning Zhumang 's shyness, so he said angrily.

"Haha." Ning Zhumang also realized that he had lost his composure. He smiled awkwardly and said, "After all, you came from Dark Asura Hall, so you have some understanding of their style of doing things."

" Dark Asura Hall ?" Hearing this, Xu Han's eyes immediately condensed. "Are you saying that this matter has something to do with Dark Asura Hall ?"

"It's just a guess." Ning Zhumang nodded. "The demonic troubles in the Azure Province are a bit strange, and that place is also one of the places where the Dark Asura Hall is most active. I'm afraid that it might have something to do with it."

"Furthermore, this Great Desolate Pill is the best choice to suppress evil spirits. Although I don't know what use you want, as long as you pay it down, you will have a certain degree of restraint against evil spirits. If anything really happens, with your protection, Ziyu will be able to gain that much life force."

When Xu Han heard this, he finally smelled something. He looked Ning Zhumang up and down and asked suspiciously, "Tell me, you just want me to rely on this Great Desolate Pill to protect Fang Ziyu and keep her safe, right?"

"That's probably what I meant." Speaking of which, both sides were smart people. Ning Zhumang no longer hid anything, so he nodded and admitted it.

Xu Han had met Fang Ziyu several times. He had a good impression of this young girl with astonishing cultivation. However, he had no reason to refuse this matter.

However, his eyes narrowed after Ning Zhumang finished saying those words. With a strange expression, he asked, "Why don't the other disciples see you being so sad? Could it be that Fang Ziyu was a romantic debt you owed when you were young?"

This was originally a joke from Xu Han, but who knew that when he said this, the Sect Leader's expression changed.

Then, the smile on his face abruptly subsided, and he remained silent for a long time with a gloomy expression on his face.

Seeing this, Xu Han's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was right?

"I owe her mother a lot, but there is too little I can do. Therefore, I must protect her life."

The Sect Leader said softly at that time.

His voice was as cold as ice.

However, his will was as firm as iron.

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