38: Chapter 38 Going to Fight the Demon King

"Good stuff!" Shen Yuanhe slapped his thigh, his eyes flashing with brilliance. "With this Cultivation Technique, I won't be afraid to fight the Demon Kings anymore!"

Shen Qingyuan took out another jade bottle and tossed it to him casually.

Shen Yuanhe caught it, pulled out the stopper, and saw it filled with dozens of round, plump Medicinal Pills, each emitting a rich Spiritual Qi fluctuation.

"This is a heavenly spirit pill; it can help you quickly recover Spiritual Qi at critical moments." Shen Qingyuan said casually, "It should last you a while."

Shen Yuanhe held the jade bottle, his hands trembling.

A heavenly spirit pill!

This was a Grade 7 Spirit Pill!

Outside, a single one was worth thousands of High-Grade Spirit Stones!

Little Nine had just casually given him an entire bottle!

"Little Nine, you are too polite. Actually, the Cultivation Technique is enough..." Shen Yuanhe swallowed, saying polite words, but his hand had already tucked the jade bottle into his robe.

Shen Qingyuan rolled his eyes. "Sixth Uncle, if you don't want it, you can return it to me."

"I want it! Of course I want it!" Shen Yuanhe quickly covered his chest, fearing that Shen Qingyuan would go back on his word.

He stood up, his face full of excitement. "Little Nine, I'm going to the Tiannan Mountains now to have a good fight with those Demon Kings!"

Walking to the courtyard gate, he turned back to look at Shen Qingyuan and smiled. "Little Nine, wait for me to bring back some Demon King meat!"

Not long after Shen Yuanhe left, Shen Yuanshan returned.

Shen Qingyuan looked at the returning Shen Yuanshan, then at the direction of the courtyard gate, feeling speechless for a moment.

No way, are you two playing a relay race here?

One just left, and another comes.

"Third Uncle, didn't you leave with Sixth Uncle? Why are you back?" Shen Qingyuan asked listlessly.

Shen Yuanshan chuckled, walked carelessly to the Wutong tree, sat on the stone bench, and poured himself a cup from the teapot on the table.

"Little Nine, the tea here still has the best flavor!" He gulped down a mouthful, and surging Spiritual Qi poured into his body. A wave of heat immediately rushed to his face, and he looked as if he had drunk too much, his face flushed red.

He smacked his lips, a look of contentment on his face.

Shen Qingyuan looked at him and shook his head slightly.

"Third Uncle, just say what you need to say."

Shen Yuanshan put down the teacup, cleared his throat, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. "Little Nine, did Old Six come back secretly to find you just now?"

Shen Qingyuan raised an eyebrow and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Shen Yuanshan immediately laughed triumphantly. "I knew it! Old Six would definitely come back!"

Seeing Shen Qingyuan's puzzled expression, he smiled and said, "He just said he wanted to become a Saint faster than me, swearing it with such certainty. I knew it wasn't that simple at the time!"

Speaking of this, he was quite proud. "Your Sixth Uncle has never won against me since he was young. Wanting to become a Saint before me is impossible!"

"I knew he would definitely come back to find you and get some treasures from you."

He picked up the teacup and took another sip, his face full of the expression 'I saw through everything long ago.'

"Third Uncle, you are..." Shen Qingyuan looked at him speechlessly.

"I was waiting outside!" Shen Yuanshan said righteously. "Can Old Six's little thoughts hide from me? I knew where he was going as soon as he turned around!"

Shen Qingyuan: "..."

So you were camping outside the courtyard, old man?

"Little Nine, what good things did Old Six take from you?" Shen Yuanshan leaned closer, his eyes full of curiosity and anticipation. "You can't favor one over the other!"

Shen Qingyuan rolled his eyes. "Sixth Uncle took a Body Refining Cultivation Technique and a bottle of Medicinal Pills, and went to the Tiannan Mountains to fight Demon Kings to consolidate his cultivation."

"Fight Demon Kings?" Shen Yuanshan's eyes lit up. "That's a good method! It can both consolidate cultivation and hone combat experience, two birds with one stone!"

He stood up, rubbing his hands, his face full of smiles. "Little Nine, look at me..."

Shen Qingyuan looked at him and chuckled.

"Third Uncle, your cultivation is higher than Sixth Uncle's, and your Foundation is also steadier than his. You don't need to be so anxious to consolidate."

"That won't do!" Shen Yuanshan glared. "Old Six has gone to fight, how can I stay idle? If he really gets ahead of me, where would I put my face as his Third Brother?"

Shen Qingyuan looked at this old child helplessly, but in the end, he didn't say anything more.

He waved his hand, and an ancient Jade Slip flew out from his sleeve, hovering in front of Shen Yuanshan.

The Jade Slip was dark gold, its surface flowing with faint luster, with runes faintly flickering, emitting an aura of fierce dominance.

"Great Desolation Demon-Suppressing Fist, an ancient Body Refining fist technique. Cultivated to the extreme, one punch can shatter stars." Shen Qingyuan said casually, "It suits your fiery temper, Third Uncle, just right."

Shen Yuanshan took the Jade Slip, probed it with his Divine Thought, and a moment later, his face showed wild joy.

"Good! Good! Good!" He said the word "good" three times in a row, his eyes flashing with brilliance. "This fist technique is domineering enough! It suits my fancy!"

Shen Qingyuan took out another jade bottle and tossed it to him.

"heavenly spirit pills, just like Sixth Uncle's, for saving your life at critical moments."

Shen Yuanshan took the jade bottle, carefully tucked it into his robe, and the smile on his face could not be suppressed.

"Little Nine, I won't be polite with you!" He patted Shen Qingyuan on the shoulder. "I'm going to the Tiannan Mountains now to have a good practice with those Demon Kings! When Third Uncle returns, I'll bring you some Demon King meat!"

After speaking, he strode out of the courtyard, his steps vigorous, his back straight, full of energy all over.

Walking to the courtyard gate, he looked back again and chuckled. "By the way, Little Nine, if Old Six asks when he returns, just say you didn't see me!"

Shen Qingyuan: "..."

Are you really going to carry out this sneaking business to the end, old man?

Shen Yuanshan's figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate, and Wutong Garden returned to tranquility.

Shen Qingyuan lay on the soft couch and glanced into the room. Everyone is working very hard!

He withdrew his gaze and silently spoke in his heart: "Sign in."

[Ding! Host signed in successfully! Obtained three hundred years of cultivation!]

[Detected that the host's cultivation has reached the limit of this world—Quasi-Emperor Realm. Subsequent signed-in cultivation will be temporarily stored in the System space.]

Today's luck was average; he didn't obtain any special treasures.

Shen Qingyuan didn't care; such a plain and simple life was also quite good.

"My Lord!" At this moment, Tun Xuan's voice rang in Shen Qingyuan's ear.

Shen Qingyuan turned his head to look at the Demon Swallowing Well, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It seems there are results!