The three of them returned to the Heaven Crossing Region smoothly. They went their separate ways near Lu Li's manor. Before Lu Li could sit down, Emperor Yan showed up uninvited.
m.
Lu Li asked a maid to serve tea. Emperor Yan waved his hand and said, "No. Your tea is of low quality. There is nothing good."
Lu Li sensed something was wrong with Emperor Yan's tone. He said with respect, "Emperor Yan, what can I do for you?
If I can do it, I will. "
"You punk …"
Emperor Yan glared at Lu Li and said, "Your actions have angered the higher-ups. Considering that you have just joined the God of Death, I will help you this time.
Look at Yu Yang and Mo Qianqian. They will not have a good time when they go back. "
"Eh?"
Lu Li didn't expect that his actions would be so secretive. How could they be found out so soon?
He asked, "Which races are related to the God of Death?
Mo Qianqian and Li Yan didn't tell me. "
"The races and forces around the God of Death cannot act recklessly!"
Emperor Yan glanced at Lu Li and said, "The races within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles cannot act recklessly. This is an unspoken rule. It is my fault for not telling you before.
That bastard Yu Yang is getting bolder. Just you wait and see. I will make him suffer. "
"I see!"
Lu Li grinned. He really didn't know about this. Yu Yang and Mo Qianqian didn't tell him either. It was not his fault.
Emperor Yan waved his hand, walked out and said, "Later, if you want to sell the elixirs, don't sell them to the outside. Sell them to the organization. Remember!"
"Okay!" Lu Li nodded and said, "Of course, of course!"
Lu Li was relieved that Emperor Yan was gone. Emperor Yan was here to teach him a lesson. Now that Emperor Yan was here, the matter must be over.
Lu Li called Guan Yang over and asked him to buy a catalog of elixirs. Lu Li needed to identify all the elixirs. He would keep the useful ones and trade the useless ones for other resources that were useful to him.
As he had expected!
Mo Qianqian and Yu Yang disappeared after they came back. Yu Yang finally came back after more than 10 days. He said to Lu Li bitterly, "I was found out. The old man beat me up in person.
I have underestimated the intelligence system of the God of Death. It is everywhere. "
"Are you alright?"
Lu Li asked. Since Yu Yang could come out, then he must be fine. Yu Yang pouted and said, "I'm fine. But half of the elixir you gave me was confiscated. That old guy is so cruel.
Mo Qianqian is still the best. I only reprimanded her for a bit and she was fine after acting coquettishly … "
"Hehe!"
Lu Li said with a smile, "Behave yourself for the time being?
I'm going to cultivate for a while. You go find a place. This time, go a little farther. We'll set off in a year's time. "
"Sure!"
Yu Yang left after chatting for a while. Lu Li had already absorbed all the liquid into the Magic Realm.
He had been organizing the Godly medicines for the past ten or so days. There were more than a thousand Godly medicines that could be used, and the rest were prepared to be disposed of.
However, he wasn't lacking in divine herbs for cultivation and didn't have any celestial stones for the time being. Hence, he wasn't in a hurry to get rid of the divine herbs.
Once again, he returned to the Fantasy Realm to cultivate. At the same time, he was also waiting for the divine liquid to be condensed.
Lu Li consumed the Godly medicines quickly in the Fantasy Realm to strengthen his body and soul. He wanted to complete several tasks after he got out of the Fantasy Realm. In this way, he could cultivate in peace for a while.
In the Fantasy Realm, one's soul grew rapidly. However, it was easy to lose one's mind here. One couldn't tell the difference between illusion and reality.
If one wasn't mentally strong, one could easily become a psychopath …
Time flew by while Lu Li was cultivating. A year had passed in the blink of an eye.
Lu Li consumed many Godly medicines, including some super ones he got from the Mayfly Realm. Those Godly medicines were tens of thousands of years old and had strong effects.
Both Lu Li's body and soul were enhanced. It was a pity that his body and soul were too strong. Even though he had consumed so many Godly medicines, the overall improvement was not obvious.
After he came out, he asked Guan Yang about what had happened in the Tianyue City. As expected, most of the news was about Mo Qianqian.
Li Yan came to find him. He was still fantasizing about her. However, Mo Qianqian only entertained him and invited him several times. Li Yan even had a conflict with a young master of the God of Death and was almost disabled. In the end, it was Mo Qianqian who solved the problem.
What a femme fatale!
Lu Li exclaimed. Mo Qianqian was a femme fatale that many young masters yearned for day and night.
She must be a femme fatale for many more years and many more young men.
During the year when Lu Li was in closed-door cultivation, Mo Qianqian came to find him once but Yu Yang didn't. He knew Lu Li was in closed-door cultivation so he wouldn't come.
Lu Li didn't go out either. He thought Yu Yang would be here soon.
He sat for a while and looked inside the Dharma Realm. The Divine Elixir inside had already been condensed. There were more than three thousand drops of Purple Divine Elixir in such a large pool of Divine Elixir, which was more than he had imagined.
The Purple Divine Liquid was much more expensive than the poisonous liquid because it could enhance a warrior's soul or body in an instant. It was a life-saving item and it could be used to kill enemies.
After a warrior reached the Saint King Realm, average pellets were not very effective. Unless there were powerful skills or secret skills, average pellets couldn't increase a Saint King's abilities by 10 times in a short time.
Lu Li estimated that the Purple Divine Liquid could be sold for tens of millions of Celestial Stones per drop. The thousands of drops would be worth more than 100 billion.
Of course, Lu Li wouldn't sell it for now. He would keep it for himself.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle ~"
Not long afterward, a man walked in. Lu Li knew it was Yu Yang without having to listen to the footsteps.
Yu Yang had a jade jar in his hand. He handed it to Lu Li and said, "This is for you. Nice tea!"
Lu Li waved his hand to let Guan Yang put it away. He also took out 100 drops of Purple Divine Liquid, put them in a jade jar, threw them to Yu Yang and said, "The Divine Liquid is made. One drop should be able to increase your abilities by 10 times in an instant. But it can only last for one or two breaths!"
"Ten times?" Yu Yang's pupils contracted. He asked, "Are you sure?"
"Try it and you will know."
Lu Li said casually. Yu Yang took out one drop and melted it into his Origin Energy. As he mobilized his Origin Energy, his eyes glowed.
Even though he didn't release any attacks, he could feel that the power of his Origin Energy had been increased by more than 10 times. Therefore, his attacks would be 10 times more powerful as well.
"This is good!"
Yu Yang clicked his tongue in wonder. This thing was good and could be of great use at critical moments.
Just as Yu Yang was about to say something, a whiff of fragrance came from outside. Before the person came in, a bell-like laughter came, "What is it? Do I have a share?"
A lady in bright yellow walked over gracefully. She looked like a fairy walking out of a painting. Both Lu Li and Yu Yang were surprised. Then Lu Li forced a smile and said, "Lady Qianqian, you don't have to be so ostentatious when you are here."
"Ostentatious?"
Mo Qianqian frowned. She stared at Lu Li and said, "I won't even go to others when they are begging me. How can you turn your back on me?
Do I make you turn your back on me? "
Lu Li forced a smile and said, "I am not turning my back on you. I just don't want to be troubled by your pursuers every day. You all have powerful backings. I can't fight against so many people with my fists alone …"
Being firm without desire!
Since Lu Li had no interest in Mo Qianqian, he didn't have to show her too much respect.
He didn't want to get into too much trouble. Therefore, he had to tell Mo Qianqian in a euphemistic way not to have any illusions about him. He would not be a subject under her skirt …