Chapter 722 The No. 1 God in the Immortal Cultivation World 16

In order to maintain her dignity, Monet not only handed over the thousand-year-old snow lotus she had obtained, but was also asked to compensate her for her mental damages.

She said he had made her angry and wasted her precious time, and she would not let him go unless she gave him compensation.

Monet endured the humiliation and compensated her with a Seven-Star Silver Snake Sword. This was the prize he had won with great difficulty. Before he could even warm it up or show off to his friends, it was snatched away by Su Yan.

Monet gritted his teeth and thought that if he met her again next time, he would make her pay double.

Su Yan collected the things and broke the trap. Monet wanted to say something harsh, but seeing Su Yan looking at him with contempt, he was worried that she would go back on her word, so he didn't dare to say anything more. He just looked at her angrily and ran away in a hurry.

Yuan Feiwan and Gao Jianli looked at him with disdain.

Yuan Feiwan sighed, "The cultivators nowadays have no integrity at all, and they do things without any principles. The three of us are still capable and can suppress him. If we meet other disciples who are weaker than him, wouldn't he have snatched a thousand-year-old snow lotus for nothing?"

Gao Jianli also sighed: "Yes, he is the son of the head of a large sect. It is really embarrassing."

The major sects have an unwritten rule. For the sake of everyone's safety in the secret realm, disciples of the major sects are prohibited from killing each other, and things found also follow the principle of first come first served.

Although people still fight with each other privately, it is rare to see such blatant robbery.

After all, everyone likes to pull up a fig leaf, likes to cover up things and want to look passable on the surface.

The escaped Monet soon met Cheng Jinhuan and his group, and Cheng Jinhuan was already surrounded by many friends she made when she went out for training.

At this moment, they form a small group, which can be said to be the most powerful group in this secret realm.

Seeing the embarrassed Monet, Li Sanqi, the Tianji Sect's last disciple who was also a proud child of heaven, laughed and said, "What's wrong? Young Master Mo looks so embarrassed. Has he been bullied?"

Monet looked at Cheng Jinhuan shyly, then glared at Li Sanqi.

"I...I just...met Su Yan and her two bodyguards. The three of them bullied me, so I..."

Cheng Jinhuan looked at him apologetically, took out a bottle of healing pills from the space ring and handed it to him, saying, "Brother Mo, this is the Yuan-boosting pill that my master specially prepared for me. Take one to heal your wounds first. I apologize to you on behalf of Su Yan. She was spoiled by the Su family and became lawless. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Monet quickly declined, "This is not your fault, why do you need to apologize? This is a personal grudge between Su Yan and me. Jin Huan, you don't have to be embarrassed. I won't take my anger out on others because of her."

"I know that Brother Mo is sensible. Let's heal our wounds first."

Monet took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

He was very touched by Cheng Jinhuan's concern and even glanced at Li Sanqi provocatively.

Li Sanqi snorted. Cheng Jinhuan is always like this to her friends. Chicheng is generous and will not ignore any of them if they get hurt. Does Monet think he is so special?

Li Sanqi thought with disdain.

The other two female disciples are also the geniuses of the younger generation in the sect. They are good friends with Cheng Jinhuan, but they also regard her as an opponent.

Seeing the two men secretly competing for Cheng Jinhuan, they exchanged glances and no one said anything.

They were too familiar with this kind of scene. Whenever Cheng Jinhuan was around, they would become supporting roles. However, Cheng Jinhuan was lucky and they could always gain a lot by following her, so the two of them kept following her.

Guyu and Fangfei were very curious about Su Yan. This fellow junior sister of Cheng Jinhuan seemed a little different.

Normally, few people can make Cheng Jinhuan feel humiliated, but during this gathering, they heard a lot about the deeds of this disciple named Su Yan.

Now that he saw that she didn't even take the son of the leader of Kongsang Sect seriously, he became more curious about her.

The ice field was larger than Su Yan had imagined. The three of them walked for most of the day in the snow, but they couldn't see the end of it and didn't find any useful spiritual plants.

Yuan Feiwan and Gao Jianli both felt exhausted, but Su Yan seemed fine.

Yuan Feiwan couldn't help but ask curiously: "Miss, aren't you cold at all?"

Su Yan looked at the two of them in surprise, and then said in a provocative tone: "Didn't I tell you that my cloak is thermostatic, so I don't feel cold at all."

Yuan Feiwan\Gao Jianli: "..."

The eldest lady is indeed the eldest lady, and she has such a magic weapon. They are just ignorant of it.

Just when the two were speechless, Su Yan's annoying senior brothers and sisters came into view.

Huang Chongshan supported Xue Danxia, ​​Bai He supported Lin Du, and the four of them stumbled, their faces pale, and they looked like they were about to freeze to death, not at all as bright and cheerful as before.

When the four saw Su Yan standing in front of them, unharmed and with a rosy complexion, they were also shocked.

With their level of cultivation, it would be difficult for them to persist in this ice field for a long time. How could Su Yan's level of cultivation be completely unaffected?

On second thought, she had a portable paradise cottage. If she couldn't stand the cold, she could hide in it. There was plenty of spiritual energy inside. After she replenished her spiritual power, she could come out and there would be no impact at all.

"Junior sister, it's so good to see you. Third and fourth junior brothers can't hold on any longer. Can you let us go to your paradise to rest first?" Huang Chongshan asked shamelessly.