Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Ye Qian'an stood there, drinking the liquor in the gourd calmly, not paying any attention to the threatening breath from the latter.

The old man slapped the table hard and jumped out from behind the counter. The temperature in the room dropped rapidly and the heavy door closed.

Then he stared coldly at Ye Qian'an who was still drinking and said indifferently:
"Who are you?!"

Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back, hung the wine gourd on his waist, and replied softly: "I am Ye Qian'an."

The old man frowned. He had never heard of such a person in the Shenzhou Continent, but since that was the case, he had no intention of hiding it any further.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some skills. I said I would not sell this ten thousand year old herb to anyone."

"I spent a lot of effort to get this herb back then. The power it contains is definitely not small. If you want me to give it to you for no reason, it's wishful thinking."

Ye Qian'an nodded and said, "Don't misunderstand me, old sir. I just want to spend money to buy it. This herb is exactly what I want. No matter how much it is, you can bid whatever you want. I will never bargain."

The old man said coldly: "If you can take out 10 million top-grade spirit stones, this herb will be yours."

Ye Qian'an's face changed slightly. He looked at the old man in front of him, thought for a long time, and then took out a magic weapon of the saint level and handed it over, saying: "This magic weapon should be worth 10 million top-grade spirit stones, right?"

Spiritual herbs that are a million years old are extremely precious. If I can brew them into fine wine, it will definitely help me break through to the semi-saint level, or even the saint level in the future.

Even if it costs a magic weapon at the saint level, it is still a sure-win business.

Seeing this, the old man's expression obviously changed slightly, and then he stared at Ye Qian'an in front of him. He didn't expect that this guy could actually take out a magic weapon of the saint level.

Ye Qian'an stepped lightly on the ground with his right foot, and the surging spiritual power burst out instantly, and the ripples shattered all the ice and frost in the room. Not only that, the old man's body also took two steps back under this shock wave.

"This aura...are you a peak quasi-saint?!"

The old man's expression changed, but thinking of the preciousness of this herb, he refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I still don't want to sell this herb to you. You'd better leave quickly if you know what's best for you. Otherwise, don't blame me for not reminding you. You will bear the consequences at your own risk."

"What if I insist?"

Ye Qian'an's eyes flashed, and the aura around him suddenly rose. Although he was still at the peak of the quasi-saint level, he exuded a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

He took a step forward, and with every step he took, the ground trembled slightly as if it could not bear it, and ripples appeared in the space.

The old man looked at Ye Qian'an in front of him and snorted coldly in his heart. Even if his cultivation was not even one-tenth of what it was back then, it was not the turn of a mere quasi-saint junior to act so presumptuous in front of him.

The old man trembled all over, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something. In an instant, ice-blue light surged out of his body and condensed into a huge ice shield in front of him. Runes on the ice shield flashed, emitting a biting cold air.

"Young man, don't be impulsive. This herb is extremely important to me, and I will not give it to you. If you take it by force, you will be my enemy. Although I am old, I am not someone you can easily mess with." The old man said sternly.

Ye Qian'an snorted coldly: "Old sir, I have begged you with kind words and even offered you a magic weapon of equal value, but you are still stubborn. This herb will be of great help to my breakthrough, and I am determined to get it."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a blazing flame spurted out from his palm. The flame was golden yellow, like a flexible fire snake, sweeping towards the old man. Wherever the flame passed, the air was instantly ignited, making crackling sounds.

The old man's eyes were solemn. He pushed the ice shield forward and shouted, "Ice for thousands of miles!"

The ice shield instantly released a powerful chill that collided with the flames. For a moment, ice and fire intertwined and reached a stalemate.

Cold and heat filled the entire room. The walls were covered with thick layers of ice, and the ground was scorched black by flames.

Seeing that the flames were blocked, Ye Qian'an flashed and rushed forward like a ghost. His fists were heavy, and each punch contained great power, blasting towards the old man like a storm.

The old man couldn't dodge in time, so he could only block it with his ice shield. The fist and shield collided, making a series of roaring sounds, and cracks appeared on the ice shield.

The old man was shocked. He didn't expect Ye Qian'an to be so strong in close combat. He made a quick decision, abandoned the ice shield, and leaped back to distance himself from Ye Qian'an.

At the same time, he drew a complex pattern on his chest with his hands and shouted: "Ice Field!"

In an instant, the area with a radius of several feet, centered on the old man, turned into a world of ice. Ice spikes protruded from the ground and stabbed towards Ye Qian'an, and ice cones continued to fall from the air.

Ye Qian'an was trapped in the ice field, but he was not panicked at all. Flames burst out from his body and wrapped himself in it. The ice spikes and ice cones melted instantly when they came close to the flames.

Ye Qian'an exerted force with his feet and rushed towards the old man. Wherever he passed, flames melted the ice to create a channel.

"Old man, your field can't trap me."

When the old man saw Ye Qian'an break his domain so easily, he snorted in his heart and then took out a blue bead from his arms. The bead emitted a cold light.

"Young man, you are so arrogant. This is the Ice Spirit Orb that I have condensed from the cold energy I have collected over the years. Today, I will compete with you to see who is better."

After the old man finished speaking, he threw the Ice Spirit Pearl into the air. The Ice Spirit Pearl instantly released a powerful icy force. The temperature of the entire room dropped sharply, and even Ye Qian'an's flame was suppressed and dimmed a lot.

Ye Qian'an felt a strong pressure and his expression changed slightly. Then the fairy sword at his waist broke through the air and he swung it towards the Ice Spirit Orb in front of him without thinking.

At the same time, he grabbed the herbs beside him, and before the old man could react, he quickly shot out.

A buzzing sound.

The powerful sword intent burst out like a sudden burst of lightning, and it was so fast that it shattered the Ice Spirit Pearl in front of it in an instant.

Boom!

With a sudden explosion, the two of them came out almost instantly. At the same time, the desert hundreds of feet around them was blocked by ice energy, as if they had no intention of letting Ye Qian'an leave.

The old man glanced at Ye Qian'an's position, his face darkening, "I didn't expect you to be so capable, but that's all. Even if my cultivation is not even one ten-thousandth of what it was back then, it shouldn't be a big problem to kill you." (End of this chapter)