Chapter 1,480 Trouble is coming

Yang Fan pressed his palm to let Bai Xiaoyu know that he didn't need to say anything more, and smiled faintly: "I wonder if the thing that Gongsun Tong and I agreed to do can be carried out."

The three Beique Sect elders were slightly stunned when they heard this, and it was Tan Zirong who spoke up, apologetically: "Miss asked me to tell you that I'm afraid that thing can't be done."

Yang Fan was not angry, and the corner of his lips moved: "Then you tell me, what is it that I mentioned to Gongsun Tong?"

Tan Zirong shook his head: "Such a secret thing, the lady didn't mention it to me, and I am not qualified to know it."

Yang Fan showed a puzzled look: "That's strange, she gave me a medicinal material for safekeeping before, I just wanted a third-grade fairy treasure as a reward, could it be that she doesn't want that medicinal material?"

As he spoke, a jade box appeared in his hand.

"What!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three Beique Sect elders changed drastically at the same time, and their fiery eyes stared at the jade box in Yang Fan's hand.

In their shock and excitement, they did not notice that at this moment, Tang Anya, Ji Yue and others all looked a little strange.

Tan Zirong breathed a little quickly and said quickly: "I remember that the lady just told me to take the medicinal material from the distinguished guest. The agreed third-grade fairy treasure has been prepared and is here."

As he spoke, a light flashed in his hand, and a silver sword appeared, with fairy treasure waves flowing on it.

"One hand for the treasure, and the other for the medicine." Yang Fan said.

"Okay." Tan Zirong nodded without hesitation, and immediately let go of the long sword in his hand, and sent it out with his true energy.

Yang Fan also sent out the jade box, and when the silver sword came in front of him, he reached out and grabbed it, and gently brushed his left hand over the sword, wiping off the remaining spiritual mark on it.

Feeling that he had lost contact with the silver sword, Tan Zirong's eyes twitched.

Because this sword was not given to him by Gongsun Tong, but his most cherished magic weapon, the only third-grade immortal treasure. He had worked hard to refine it for hundreds of years before he barely left his own spiritual mark on it.

And now, this young man with only the breath of the Nascent Soul could easily wipe off the mark on it, which made Yang Fan feel unfathomable in front of Tan Zirong, and wondered whether the former had hidden his true cultivation.

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However, if I can really get that medicinal material, why worry about not being able to get another third-grade immortal treasure? Even a fourth-grade immortal treasure is possible!

Thinking of this, he grabbed the jade box and opened it immediately.

The three elders of Beique Sect looked at the contents of the jade box with eager eyes. The next moment, they all looked stiff and opened their eyes suddenly.

Because the things inside were completely different from what they imagined.

"Blood Nether Sand?" Tan Zirong was completely unable to remain calm.

This Blood Nether Sand is also a relatively rare material for refining medicine. However, its value is far less than that of a third-grade immortal treasure, let alone a first-grade immortal treasure. He looked up with an ugly face and stared at Yang Fan: "Where is the Nine Yin Grass?"

Yang Fan showed a puzzled look: "So this thing is called Blood Nether Sand? What Nine Yin Grass, I have never heard of it. Gongsun Tong gave me this box, and it has never been opened... Since the agreed thing has been completed, I will take my leave."

As he said this, he stood up and made a gesture to leave.

"Are you kidding me?" Tan Zirong's face trembled, and his eyes suddenly showed murderous intent. The late stage of ascension cultivation surged out of his body. The jade box in his hand and the blood Nether Sand inside turned into powder. He said coldly: "Hand over the Nine Yin Grass and the Red Cloud Bow, and my Silver Dark Sword, otherwise - die!"