Chapter 154 You Forbid Me from Speaking English?

"Reflection Pill?" Sima Tao looked at the Medicinal Pill in his hand and frowned slightly, "It is a pity that the refining technique is rather crude; it is only enough to extend this old man's Lifespan by three months!"

Had he not consumed too many Medicinal Pills due to severe injuries previously, this Reflection Pill would have been able to extend his Lifespan by one to two years.

Unfortunately, given his current drug resistance, even a Spirit Pill such as the Reflection Pill could only extend his Lifespan by three months.

At this moment, the Great Joy Bodhisattva spoke up to explain, her voice muffled: "Old Marquis, please calm your anger. The refining technique for the Reflection Pill is extremely complex, and it is not easy to successfully form the pill. This humble woman only has this one in her possession."

Sima Tao heard this and looked at her coldly, "Old Marquis? Am I very old?"

"I dare not, I dare not!" The Great Joy Bodhisattva hurriedly defended herself, "You are not old; you are currently in the prime of your life, even more heroic and extraordinary than you were decades ago."

"Before I came, my Master asked me to bring you a message, looking forward to meeting you again at the Dragon Pool Dharma Assembly in three years."

Suddenly seeing Sima Tao appear, the Great Joy Bodhisattva was a little terrified.

The other party had been a world-renowned powerhouse of the Mountain Shaking Realm decades ago.

Yet she had only broken through to the Ninth Realm in recent years, and that was by relying on the plucking and supplementing methods of the Huanxi Sect; her strength ranked at the very bottom among the twelve Wuchang Emissaries.

Coming to the Marquis of Annans Estate tonight was to request the dragon tiger great restoration pill, to make her own cultivation foundation more solid, in hopes of advancing further in the future.

She knew that the Old Marquis Sima Tao was extremely eager for Lifespan, which is why she catered to his preferences.

However, she did not expect that by just calling the other party "Old Marquis," he would be so sensitive.

Speaking of which, didn't you just refer to yourself as "this old man" a moment ago? You are allowed to say "good," but I am not allowed to speak English, is that it?

Hearing the other party mention her Master, Sima Tao's expression softened slightly, and he snorted coldly: "That old ghost, Joyful Buddha, is probably hoping to see this old man die sooner!"

The Great Joy Bodhisattva dared not utter a sound.

Her Master and Sima Tao were old acquaintances when they were young, but they also had some grievances between them, belonging to a relationship where it was unclear whether they were enemies or friends.

"Give the great restoration pill to her!" As Sima Tao's voice fell, he had already vanished from where he stood.

Seeing the other party leave, the Great Joy Bodhisattva felt relieved.

Although she knew the other party was not far away, watching her at all times, as long as he was not in front of her, she would not feel that heavy pressure.

"Yes!" Even though he was extremely unwilling in his heart, Sima Yutang still agreed and entered the room to take out a brocade box.

Inside was a Medicinal Pill the size of a dragon's eye.

As soon as the brocade box was opened, a rich medicinal fragrance immediately permeated the courtyard. Upon smelling this fragrance, the Great Joy Bodhisattva felt as if her entire body of fat had lightened a few notches.

"dragon tiger great restoration pill..." The Great Joy Bodhisattva and her four followers had burning gazes.

The dragon tiger great restoration pill was a Medicinal Pill refined by Dragon Tiger Mountain, which could significantly increase the internal energy of high-level Martial Artists and was a treasure that was priceless and unmarketable.

Even a Supreme Grandmaster of the Ninth Realm could increase their internal energy by thirty years.

If consumed by a Grandmaster, it could almost allow them to break through a major Realm!

Every time it circulated to the outside world, it would be snatched up quickly, and without exception, it fell into the hands of major powers.

Sima Yutang closed the brocade box and threw it to her.

A small arm was seen extending from within the mountain of flesh, steadily catching the brocade box, and then retracting back into the mountain of flesh, trembling with excitement.

"Do not forget what you said; this Marquis wants to see Yan Chu's head tomorrow!"

Although Yan Chu had already arranged a duel with his father, if he could hear the news of Yan Chu's death immediately, his heart could be put at ease sooner.

He still knew a thing or two about the methods of Red Sleeve Beckon.

Although the Great Joy Bodhisattva ranked last among the twelve Wuchang Emissaries, killing a Great Grandmaster was still a piece of cake.

Moreover, the other party possessed a body of hard-training martial arts; even a semi-divine weapon would find it difficult to break through her defenses.

"If you take the great restoration pill but do not do the job, my Marquis of Annans Estate will ensure you do not see the sun of the next day!"

"Giggle~" The coquettish laughter sounded again, "Marquis, rest assured, I will definitely bring Yan Chu's head to see you tomorrow!"

Damn it! Can you stop laughing?! Sima Yutang cursed inwardly; this laughter was truly disgusting enough to kill someone!

...

Seven hundred miles outside of Cangzhou Prefecture, there was a small town named Antai Town.

Tonight, a man and a woman appeared on a large tree outside Antai Town.

The man had a slender figure, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and was dressed in white robes.

The woman wore a veil hat, dressed in black tight-fitting attire, with an exquisite figure.

It was none other than Yan Chu and Zhu Qingluan.

"There is a dye house in this town called the Great Dye House, which is actually the main headquarters of Red Sleeve Beckon in Cangzhou Prefecture. The experts of Red Sleeve Beckon should all be hiding there."

"In addition, we received news that the Great Joy Bodhisattva of the twelve Wuchang Emissaries of Red Sleeve Beckon is currently also in Cangzhou Prefecture, and she should also be staying inside."

Yan Chu shook his head, "The Great Joy Bodhisattva is not there!"

In his perception, most of the people inside that dye house were ordinary people, with only a dozen or so Martial Artists, among whom two were of the Sixth Realm, and the rest were all of the Fifth Realm.

However, the name "Great Dye House" really was something they knew how to pick.

"Then what should we do?" Zhu Qingluan frowned slightly, "Should we wait for her to come back?"

"She is a Supreme Grandmaster of the Ninth Realm; do you intend to fight her?"

"A fight is definitely going to happen, but for now, let's clear out the other small fry first."

Saying this, Yan Chu floated up lightly, streaked across the night sky, and landed inside the Great Dye House.

"I really don't know why, with your cultivation, you are so interested in these ordinary Martial Artists!"

Zhu Qingluan shook her head gently and followed helplessly.

"Who is it?!" Bang! Bang!

The two men in black guarding the dye house had just opened their mouths when, with a bang, they exploded into minced meat all over the ground.

【Killed a Red Sleeve Beckon five-star assassin, feeling extremely satisfied, EXP + 3000】

【Killed a Red Sleeve Beckon five-star assassin, feeling extremely satisfied, EXP + 3000】

The commotion outside immediately alerted the people inside the house. Clatter, clatter; before long, one after another, men in black ran out from the house, all looking at Yan Chu and the other with shocked and angry expressions.

"Who are you people? Do you know who we are?!"

The two leaders were both of the Sixth Realm, and they berated with unkind expressions.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't quite see through the strength of the two people in front of them, they would have already made a move. Even so, killing intent still lingered on these people.

For people who came from a killer organization like Red Sleeve Beckon, killing was almost an instinct.

Hearing the other party's voice and looking at the effeminate temperament on them, Yan Chu was even more convinced that this was an organization of eunuchs.

"Who exactly is the boss of Red Sleeve Beckon?" Yan Chu asked Zhu Qingluan beside him.

Zhu Qingluan shook her head, "The leader of Red Sleeve Beckon is extremely mysterious; even my Wind Listening Pavilion does not know the origin of the other party."

"However, the three Wuchang Emissaries among the twelve who are already known to outsiders are all women, so according to our speculation, their leader should also be a woman."

"Wind Listening Pavilion? You are from the Wind Listening Pavilion?" The middle-aged man who had just spoken sounded shocked, and then shouted angrily: "My Red Sleeve Beckon and the Wind Listening Pavilion have never crossed paths; why are you coming to deal with us?"

"Don't worry, the well water will soon cross paths with the river water!" Yan Chu's tone was indifferent.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! As his voice fell, one figure after another was compressed into meat patties on the spot, and then exploded into small clusters of blood mist. They didn't even have time to react.