After all the talk, Su Fan finally persuaded Zhouzhuang to leave on the condition of the fairy medicine.

Although the punch just now was aimed at Shang Yan, the person who became the scapegoat was Zhouzhuang. There was nothing that could be done about it.

Who would have known that Senior Shang, who was supposed to be a highly respected, calm and sophisticated person in Su Fan's impression, turned out to be such a person.

But thinking about Li Haotian and Qing Emperor being bullied by people from the Immortal Court in the Immortal Realm, Su Fan couldn't swallow his breath.

Although his current strength is invincible in the world of cultivation, in the world of immortality, it can only be said to be mid-range, so he must become stronger.

So how to become stronger?

These two words quickly appeared in Su Fan's mind.

Thunder disaster!

Although he was lying on the recliner, Su Fan's body did not relax at all and he kept thinking about Xian Lei.

Needless to say, it's not a ninth-grade spiritual treasure, it's not enough in front of Xian Lei.

Although the number of spiritual treasures brought back from the Demon God Tomb this time is large, if they are all recast into ninth-grade spiritual treasure-level lightning rods, I don’t know how many can be made.

It seems that I have to take the time to visit Tang Mengdong. The ascension matter must be arranged as soon as possible.

Now the people in Haotian Sect who have the power of true immortals include Ku Jue, Xiao Ji Xiang, Qing Nu, Di Xing Yaksha and Zhouzhuang.

Even if he ascends to the Immortal Realm, no one in the Haotian Sect would dare to disturb him, so he decided to prepare to ascend immediately once the life-and-death battle between Li Haotian and Qing Emperor ends.

During this thunderstorm, Su Fan decided not to give up until he ascended to the immortal world.

Su Fan, who had just made his decision, was about to go find Zhang Shanfeng and express his thoughts when he heard a crisp knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who?"

Su Fan stood up slightly, looked up, and was suddenly stunned.

"It's me. This won't bother you, right?"

The familiar voice, the familiar figure, and the slightly cramped eyes were none other than Liu Ling.

"Come in quickly, I'll be fine right now. Why are you here? What's the matter?"

Just as Su Fan was about to get up, Liu Ling came over lightly and pushed Su Fan back onto the recliner.

"It's okay, can't I come to you?"

A faint medicinal fragrance hit his nose, and Su Fan's originally anxious mood gradually calmed down.

"Of course not, it's just that you rarely take the initiative to come to my courtyard."

Su Fan was a little uncomfortable lying down and talking to Liuling. He tried to get up again, but was pushed down by Liuling again.

"Don't get up. I see that you are breathing rapidly, your brows are furrowed, and your energy and blood are somewhat disordered. What happened? Are you in a bad mood?"

"You have seen all this, Liu Ling, you are really powerful."

Su Fan giggled and praised Liu Ling.

"Can you tell me something? On weekdays, I am very bored staying at Xiaolin Peak."

As Liu Ling spoke, ten thin, soft fingers like white jade were placed on Su Fan's head.

"Inspired by you last time, I learned a set of massage techniques. Do you want to give it a try?"

Hearing Liu Ling say this, Su Fan immediately thought of the erotic scene when he cupped Liu Ling last time.

However, with such a beauty serving him, Su Fan would not refuse.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Su Fan said and closed his eyes.

Liu Ling exerted slight force on his fingers, and his medicinal breath slowly gathered on his fingertips, which not only relieved Su Fan's fatigue, but also subtly soothed Su Fan's body.

Liu Ling's technique was very skillful and he really put in the effort, which made Su Fan enjoy it very much.

Su Fan, who had just been tortured by Shang Yan, could finally relax and take a good rest.

After taking a deep breath, Su Fan told Liuling about Li Haotian and Qingdi.

This time, it lasted most of the day, and it was slowly getting dark.

Later, Su Fan didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, the sky had become bright again.

Liu Ling's figure had long since disappeared, and Su Fan didn't know how long he had slept.

Standing up slightly, he realized that he was covered with a thin quilt.

Although Su Fan's body was already immune to all poisons and cold and heat, there was still a warm current in his heart.

After all, it feels wonderful to be cared about by others.

Sitting up, a red thing was about to fall to the ground. Su Fan had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed the thing in his hand.

It turned out to be a red sachet. After sniffing it carefully, a fresh medicinal fragrance hit his nose, which made Su Fan feel refreshed.

The trace of turbidity that I had just woke up immediately disappeared completely.

"Good stuff."

Turning it over, Su Fan saw two words embroidered on the sachet.

These two words are very complicated. Su Fan has never seen these two words before or in this life, nor does he understand the meaning of these two words.

"Forget it, I'll ask Liu Ling another day when I have time to see what it means."

Su Fan put the sachet close to his body, stood up, folded the thin quilt, and placed it on the lounge chair.

"Today's mission is very heavy. Let's go find Master Nephew Fengfeng first."

After getting up and leaving the small courtyard, Su Fan's figure disappeared into the back mountain.

There was a lot less thunder in the Haotian Sect today. It seems that there were too many people who failed yesterday, which made the tribulation monks and loose immortals fall into calm.

However, outside the Haotian Sect, there was a different scene.

Early this morning, heavy news came from the newspapers in Xiaoxi Mountain, instantly causing an uproar in the entire cultivation world.

"The female monk of the Haotian Sect succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, but was unable to ascend. The reason turned out to be because of him..."

"Shocked! Late last night, in the southeast of the new world, there were thunders and fairy sounds in the Chenghua Sect! The era of stagnant spirits ended overnight!"

"Five small ways to increase the chance of overcoming the tribulation, a must-read for monks in the tribulation period!"

"Li Haotian is my younger brother. The secret that Zhouzhuang and the Nine-tailed Fox King have to tell..."

"Today's weather is sunny. Wind strength: medium. The method for successfully overcoming the tribulation: Xiaoji. Xiaoxishan would like to remind you: Although ascension is good, you must act within your ability."

The news in today's newspapers was so exciting that the entire world of cultivation was boiling in an instant.

Overcoming the tribulation, watching the excitement, chasing after the tribulation, in short, every force is in chaos, it can be said that the whole people have overcome the tribulation and soared.

…

Su Fan, who had just stepped off Zhenyuan Peak, had a look of helplessness on his face.

Zhang Shanfeng's delusions have become more and more serious recently, so much so that he no longer dares to speak casually.

I once again told Zhang Shanfeng a few things.

Su Fan quickly went down to the Zhenyuan Peak Hall, but when he left, he took someone with him.

"Uncle Master, when can we Haotian Sect disciples prepare to survive the tribulation?"

Shen Yuan, who was following Su Fan, saw that he was speechless all the way, so he took the initiative to stir up the topic.

"When this period of time passes, the immortal world will be very chaotic. Li Haotian is fighting with others. When he is done fighting, we will go up again."

Shen Yuan was a little helpless. The only one who dared to call Master Haotian that way was his uncle.

"Uncle Master, where are we going?"

"Go to Yanhuo Peak's Weapon Refining Pavilion. I'll give them some work to do."

Su Fan and Shen Yuan walked towards Yanhuo Peak. As soon as they arrived at the lobby of the Refining Pavilion, they saw Tang Mengdong who had been waiting for a long time.

"Uncle, I just heard the news from the head brother, saying that you are coming to Yanhuo Peak, and the disciples are here to greet you."

Su Fan waved his hand, indicating that Tang Mengdong didn't need to be polite.

Shen Yuan, who was beside him, did not forget the etiquette and said hello to Tang Mengdong.

"Martial Nephew Tang, I have been coming to the Weapon Refining Pavilion for a few days, and I have a surprise for you today."

As one of the richest people in the Haotian Sect, Tang Mengdong naturally knew the meaning of Su Fan's words, and his face immediately turned rosy and full of joy.

"Uncle Master, have you found any good treasures again?"

Su Fan smiled mysteriously, pointed behind him, and said.

"Let's go, take me to the Earth Fire Pond first."

"Okay! Uncle Master."
To be continued...