The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

"Zihan!"

In the end, it was Shen Zixuan who helped Meng Wan out, "Wan'er has been out shopping all day and is tired, so please don't make fun of her.

Sister Wan'er, go and have a rest first."

Shen Zihan curled her lips. Is this what mother said about forgetting about your sister once you have a sister-in-law? Brother is too realistic.

But she knew the importance of the matter, so she stopped teasing Zhang Wan'er and watched her escape into the west wing...

Shen Zihan followed Shen Zixuan into the room. After confirming that the formation was in the activated state, she looked at her brother with a smile.

"Brother, your progress is too fast. I was worried about you before, but now it seems that my worries were in vain.

At this rate, within half a month, we will definitely be able to completely take down Zhang Wan'er!"

Shen Zixuan felt a little embarrassed and coughed lightly.

"It's not enough to just make Zhang Wan'er fall in love with me, I have to care about her too.

But she is so stupid that I feel a little pity for her. I seem to know what to do now. "

"It's good that you understand. Even if I'm your sister, I can't help you with this kind of thing. But if you succeed in this, don't forget to speak for me in front of my parents!"

"Don't worry, your benefits are inevitable."

Shen Zixuan shook his head and smiled, then told his sister the news he had gained today.

When it comes to serious matters, Shen Zihan's expression becomes much more serious.

"The news of the ancient cave house has already spread before it was even opened. Now we can be sure that someone deliberately spread the news."

Shen Zixuan concluded, "The main force of the clan is not in Hengyue City, so the water has been muddied. It actually doesn't have much impact on us."

Shen Zihan asked for other information and finally asked about his experience with Zhang Wan'er.

Shen Zixuan told Shen Zihan everything in detail, including that Zhang Wan'er was a weapon refiner and that he bought her a furnace.

Shen Zihan nodded continuously, "It's a good buy! Anyway, Zhang Wan'er is right under our noses. When she dies, all these things will be back."

Hearing this, Shen Zixuan frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable thinking that Zhang Wan'er would die in his hands soon.

Shen Zihan noticed his reaction and smiled.

My brother is really amazing. He made up his mind and became moved after just one day.

She couldn't help but feel a little envious, but more of jealousy.

It would be great if she was the one with the talent for kendo.

Shen Zihan lowered her eyes, hiding the jealousy in them, and returned to her room silently.

On the branches above the moon, everything is silent.

The door of the west wing opened silently, and after a gust of wind blew out from inside, the door closed gently again.

Meng Wan jumped onto the roof, glanced at Shen Zixuan and Shen Zihan's rooms, put on the hidden spirit cloak and left the yard.

It was late at night, and only the night watchmen, patrolling guards, and some monks who had just finished drinking wine were still wandering the streets.

I had already explored the route last night, and when I walked it again today, I was already familiar with it.

Meng Wan, with a mask on her face and covered in a cloak, walked towards her destination.

After turning a few alleys, she pushed open a dilapidated courtyard door, jumped into the dry well in the yard, and walked down along the secret passage in the dry well, and walked into a huge underground fighting arena.

Meng Wan arrived at the right time. The atmosphere in the arena was quite heated, and the two monks in the arena had been fighting to a critical juncture.

Most people in the arena wore masks to conceal their faces, and only a small number of monks who were extremely confident in their own strength revealed their true faces.

Meng Wan just glanced at him and then looked away.

She walked to the registration desk, took out a silver token and placed it on the desk.

When the monk in charge of registration saw the silver order, his expression became serious and he looked at Meng Wan for another second.

This Shura Fighting Arena is located underground. All cultivators who enter this place can participate in the fight after paying a portion of spirit stones.

Once on the fighting stage, life and death are at your own risk, and the winner can take away all the property of the other cultivator.

There are regulations for the fighting arena: if the total number of wins exceeds thirty, the player can obtain a bronze order and have the right to be exempted from death once.

If the total number of wins exceeds one hundred, the Bronze Order will be upgraded to the Black Iron Order, which grants three immunity from death and certain permissions.

If the total number of wins exceeds 300, the Black Iron Order will be upgraded to the Silver Order, which comes with five immunity from death and more permissions.

Meng Wan held the silver order in her hand and knew the specific locations of the major branches of the Shura Arena, so she successfully found this place.

"Hello, distinguished silver fighter. Do you want to participate in the fight or use your points to exchange for training materials?"

"Matching duel."

Meng Wan knocked on the table and handed over a small bag of spirit stones. "Match me with an opponent who has used up his right to avoid death."

The monk in charge of registration skillfully put the spirit stones into his pocket and smiled knowingly.

"Okay, we're registering you and will match you soon."

After the matching was completed, he returned the silver order to Meng Wan.

"You have been matched. Please pay attention to the light screen over there. Your number will be called later. Please enter the arena in time.

If you fail to enter the arena within the time limit, you will be forced to deduct 1,000 points and be banned from the arena for the next three years."

Meng Wan put away the silver order and glanced at the light screen. There were still several rounds before she could go on stage.

Since she had nothing to do, she walked to the temporary trading area in the corner of the arena, picked up a sign, and wrote down what she needed and what she planned to trade.

As soon as the three words "Foundation Building Pill" were written, they immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.

Many people looked at Meng Wan unscrupulously, as if they were evaluating whether she really had the Foundation Establishment Pill in her hand.

After all, this underground fighting arena is different from other places. Transactions here are free and not protected by any force.

If you get cheated or make the wrong choice, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck.

"Haha, you have the Foundation Establishment Pill but you don't keep it for yourself, but take it out for trading. This really makes people think too much."

Someone deliberately lowered his voice and spoke tentatively, hoping to find out something from Meng Wan's reaction.

Meng Wan ignored it and just placed some of the elixir powder that she had scraped out earlier in front of herself, allowing others to taste it.

"I once took a foundation-building pill, but unfortunately it failed. The smell of these pill powders does smell similar to the original."

Someone gently pinched the powder, his tone somewhat uncertain.

Someone sniffed the scent of the elixir powder and remained silent.

Everyone was watching and not doing anything rash.

After all, Meng Wan had written it clearly in black and white that if one wanted to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill, one must produce something of equivalent value at the Foundation Establishment level.

Things at the foundation-building level are treasures to all Qi-refining practitioners.

If I rashly approached him and started a conversation, and failed to trade for the Foundation Establishment Pill, it would not be a big deal. But if other people knew that I had such a treasure, it would definitely attract more covetousness.

Then a strange scene appeared. Many people were interested in the Foundation Establishment Pill, but no one proposed to trade.

Meng Wan didn't care. Seeing that it was almost her turn to go on stage, she put away the pill powder in front of her and left the temporary trading area.