Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Hearing the voice, Fu Sheng froze. She turned around and saw Master Fang Yun taking out a wooden stick from somewhere and rushing over to swing it at her.

"Master, Master, let's talk it over. I really didn't mean it!" Fu Sheng dodged the stick and apologized with a smile.

But she is now a man, and her face is as black as a coal ball, so her expression cannot be seen at all. When she smiles, only a mouthful of white teeth can be seen.

Like a provocation.

"You still dare to laugh?!" Seeing that Fu Sheng was agile and dodging like a loach, the master could not help but release his pressure to subdue her. Unexpectedly, the other party was not affected at all and her movements did not even pause for a moment. Instead, several other disciples on the field felt the pressure and frowned with unsightly expressions.

Seeing that the old man was getting angrier and angrier, Fu Sheng wanted to help him calm down, so he simply stopped hiding. He thought that it was just an ordinary wooden stick, and the worst that could happen was that he would just get hit by it.

Seeing that Fu Sheng was motionless, Master Fang Yun raised the wooden stick and was about to hit her, but the stick was raised high, and before it fell, a slender and powerful hand grabbed the wrist and stopped it abruptly.

The expected pain did not come. Fu Sheng opened her eyes and saw that Yan Su had come to Master Fang Yun's side at some point. He held Master Fang Yun's wrist holding the wooden stick with one hand, thus saving her from physical pain.

"You!" Master Fang Yun stared at Yan Su who was holding his wrist, "When did you wake up?"

Yan Su's face was still a little pale. He looked indifferent, glanced at Fu Sheng, and then replied to Master Fang Yun: "Just woke up."

Even though he said that, he didn't loosen his grip.

Master Fang Yun felt a little embarrassed as a doctor to abandon a patient in the middle of treatment, but he didn't show it on his face. He snorted coldly and said, "You are a patient, why don't you stay here after waking up? Why are you stopping me?" He looked at Fu Sheng and said, "Look at this bastard, what has he done to my Golden Treatment Pavilion?"

Fu Sheng felt a little guilty when she heard this, and she looked around.

This Golden Therapy Pavilion is indeed... a mess.

The furnishings inside were all tilted, there was a hole in the ceiling, and a pit in the ground.

Fu Sheng coughed and said, "Master, I will compensate you..."

Master Fang Yun got even angrier when he heard Fu Sheng speak: "Compensation? Do you know how much stuff I have in my Golden Therapy Pavilion? What are you going to use to compensate me?!"

He pulled the hand holding the stick back from Yan Su, but this time he didn't attack again.

He intended to teach Fu Sheng a lesson, and originally did not intend to kill him, otherwise, with his level of cultivation, the man in white would not be able to stop him at all.

But even so, he was still surprised. Even if he showed mercy and did not mobilize his spiritual energy, his ordinary cultivation could not stop him. The man in white was able to hold his wrist with his bare hands and reduce his strength.

The headmaster and the venerable who were standing nearby and taking in all of this were even more surprised.

Several people knew Master Fang Yun's temper. He was very angry right now and it would be fine if he vented his anger. He would not really do what he said to that disciple, so they did not take action.

They didn't know when the man in white woke up, but he was next to Master Fang Yun in the blink of an eye. His speed was so fast that even they couldn't help but be shocked by his agility.

"Hmm...are these things enough for me?" After hearing what Master Fang Yun said, Fu Sheng started to take things out of the space treasure.

More than a dozen magic tools, eight or nine sets of robes, and several bottles of elixirs...

"I still have nearly 10,000 high-quality spirit stones here." Fu Sheng handed over the space treasure that Lan Huaiyu had given him before and asked, "Are these enough?"

These were all robbed from Lan Huaiyu.

She first stole Lan Huaiyu's space jade pendant, and before leaving, she stole Lan Huaiyu's new space treasure. She took out everything in the two spaces.

But she was careful and did not give him the immortal-level healing pill.

That thing is a great thing, hard to come by, and she can't even draw it at the moment.

Seeing Fu Sheng spread out treasures on the ground, everyone in the place fell silent.

The disciples watching from the side were simply dumbfounded, and their eyes changed when they looked at Fu Sheng.

Where did this super rich man come from? So rich!

Adding all these things together, there must be at least 20,000 high-grade spirit stones, right? !

Master Fang Yun originally thought that Fu Sheng was just talking casually, but he didn't expect that she could really take out so many things. He opened the bottles of pills and found that they were all of saint level.

His expression eased, and he was not as angry as before, but he still said: "You only have enough to repair my Golden Therapy Pavilion, but where are my treasures that are scattered all over the floor?"

"This..." Fu Sheng was in a dilemma. She had given everything she could.

There was no way she could take out that immortal-level healing pill even if she was beaten to death.

While Fu Sheng was hesitating, Yan Su waved his hand and a bunch of precious artifacts fell to the ground, which were not much less than what Fu Sheng had taken out.

"Is this enough?" Yan Su asked.

Fu Sheng didn't expect that the male protagonist, who had taken all three mid-grade spirit stones and left none for her, would be so wealthy now to help her. She was immediately moved and looked at the male protagonist with starry eyes.

Seeing Fu Sheng's silly look out of the corner of his eye, Yan Su curled his lips unconsciously.

"It's barely enough for my treasures." Master Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, then he put away all the treasures that Yan Su and Fu Sheng had taken out, and then he said, "And my spiritual herbs..."

Fu Sheng heard something was wrong.

As the saying goes, only an expert can recognize an expert.

She said, "Master, you are not planning to rob me, are you? You don't have many spiritual herbs in your Golden Therapy Pavilion."

After all, she came in and stood there for a while, and scanned the Golden Therapy Pavilion. There were not even ten spiritual herbs in it!

"You said I was robbing?!" Old man Fang Yun was furious. He grabbed Fu Sheng by the back of his neck and walked out of the pavilion. "Open your eyes and see what you have done to the spiritual herbs on my mountain?"

Master Fang Yun had a plan in mind, and after Fu Sheng exposed his thoughts, he became angry. Although he spoke righteously, he was actually speculating in his heart. After all, he was not outside, but he felt that with the momentum just now, the spiritual herbs outside must be damaged.

However, he didn't expect that after he actually got outside, he was completely petrified.

As the prophecy came true, the herbs planted in the medicine field outside the Jinliao Pavilion were all uprooted by the previous commotion, and all the mature and unripe seeds were scattered all over the ground.

Looking around, there were hardly any intact herbs to be seen in the one-acre medicinal field.

Fu Sheng naturally saw it as well, and silently stopped talking about Master Fang Yun robbing her, trying to reduce her presence.

Master Fang Yun stared blankly at the medicinal field without any reaction for a long while, his whole body exuding an aura of "the end of the world".