Chapter 1105: The Spiritual Herb Was Stolen

When it comes to Lingxi's life and death, Ye Xinghe will never give in! "What a joke!"

Mr. Yan sneered, "Who do you think you are? I am a disciple of the great Saint Dan old man. Do I need you to give me face?"

"Untouchable, get out of here!"

"Otherwise, this young master will not only take the spiritual herbs, but also your life!"

His body shook, and his mighty momentum rose up! Steward He's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Stop it!"

"Yan Ruoming, you can't touch this man!"

Yan Ruoming snorted coldly, "Who is he?

I want to kill him, so I kill him!"

Deacon He was furious, "He is the chief of the Tianyan Palace, Xiayan Palace Chuanwu Academy, Ye Xinghe!"

"Not only that, he is also a person favored by Wu Taishang!"

"That eighth-grade spiritual herb was also ordered by Wu Taishang to be left for Mr. Ye!"

Hearing this, Yan Ruoming's face stagnated, and his momentum retreated in an instant, and he took two steps back.

"He is actually Ye Xinghe?"

He was shocked, and when he looked at Ye Xinghe again, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Ye Xinghe looked puzzled and frowned, "Do you know me?"

Yan Ruoming quickly bowed and smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Ye's name is well-known, of course I have heard of it!"

"It was because of the guidance of Wu Taishang that my master was able to break through to the seventh-grade alchemist."

"If I had known that Mr. Ye was Wu Taishang's man, how could I dare to be presumptuous in front of you?"

He changed his arrogant attitude just now, and was humble and smiled flatteringly.

Ye Xinghe understood and nodded, saying, "So that's how it is."

"Considering that your master has a history with Wu Taishang, I will not pursue this matter."

"Thank you, Mr. Ye!"

Yan Ruoming wiped the sweat off his forehead and bowed his hands in greeting, "In that case, I will not bother you, Mr. Ye."

"If Mr. Ye is free, can you go to Master's house to taste tea and discuss alchemy?"

Ye Xinghe nodded gently, and Yan Ruoming was even happier, so he bowed his hands and left.

Deacon He breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed his hands in greeting, saying with a smile, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

"I will arrange a place for you to stay."

Ye Xinghe nodded and followed Deacon He away.

At this time, the thin man showed a sinister smile and muttered to himself: "So, this kid is Ye Xinghe."

"It is rumored that he has a grudge against Master Dugu. If I can take his spiritual herbs and sell them to Master Dugu, I will definitely make a fortune!"

"Hehe, it's my turn to make a fortune today!"

The thin man smiled cunningly and quietly left the Earth Spirit Pavilion.

At the same time, Steward He arranged a room for Ye Xinghe to stay for one night.

The next morning, the sun was rising.

Ye Xinghe was practicing in the room when there was a knock on the door.

"Master Ye, I am He Ye, the Pavilion Master is back!"

Ye Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes, got up and opened the door, and smiled: "Okay! Let's go there quickly."

He Ye nodded in response, and then the two of them rushed to the Earth Spirit Pavilion.

Just when they entered the hall, they saw a middle-aged man in a white robe, full of elegance.

He Ye introduced: "Mr. Ye, this is the owner of the Earth Spirit Pavilion, Zhou Yurong."

As he spoke, Zhou Yurong strode forward and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, I have ordered people to collect the spiritual herbs in the treasure pavilion. Please follow me."

After that, he turned and walked towards the backyard, and Ye Xinghe followed closely.

The two crossed the flowing stone bridge and came to a loft in the backyard.

Zhou Yurong took out a jade talisman, opened the ban on the door, and stepped into it.

After a while, he took out an exquisite wooden box and handed it to Ye Xinghe.

"Mr. Ye, this is the eighth-grade spiritual herb, Luling Guiyuan Grass."

Ye Xinghe showed a happy expression and opened the wooden box.

However, there was no spiritual herb in the wooden box, only a note.

It read: The first thief of the Great Yan Dynasty, Xue Jinggui stayed.

"Was it stolen?"

Ye Xinghe was slightly stunned, and suddenly he was furious, and asked: "Master Zhou, who is this Xue Jinggui?"

Zhou Yurong frowned and murmured: "This Xue Jinggui has stolen countless treasures!"

"He has even stolen the most precious treasures in the palace, and he comes and goes without a trace!"

"But why would he set his sights on this eighth-grade spiritual herb?"

When Zhou Yurong was puzzled, Ye Xinghe suddenly rose with murderous aura! This Xue Jinggui did not steal treasures, but his sister's life! Ye Xinghe suppressed his anger and asked coldly: "Master Zhou, do you have any treasures here to track down the traces?"

Zhou Yurong suddenly realized and took out a jade plate from the space ring.

The jade plate was only the size of a palm, and it was made of purple jade. There was a golden needle on it, spinning rapidly.

Zhou Yurong urged the divine power and injected it into the jade plate.

Suddenly, a golden light enveloped the note, and after a moment, the golden needle flew again! The golden needle rotated several times, then suddenly stopped and fixed in a certain direction.

Zhou Yurong handed the jade plate to Ye Xinghe and explained: "This jade plate is called the Wanxiang Tracking Plate, which can search for the traces of thieves."

"I have locked Xue Jinggui's traces, and Mr. Ye can find him according to the instructions."

"But, it is rumored that Xue Jinggui is like a ghost and very fast. I am afraid that..." Ye Xinghe's eyes were firm and he said in a deep voice: "No matter how fast he is, he can't escape!"

"The spiritual herbs I used to save my sister, no one can take them away!"

After that, he took the jade plate, flashed, and rushed out of the Earth Spirit Pavilion.

I saw a green light rising into the sky! Ye Xinghe turned into a dragon and went outside the Great Yan Imperial Capital.

After an incense stick, the golden light on the jade plate suddenly burst out and pointed to a hundred meters in front of him. Ye Xinghe suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

Not far away, I saw a thin young man standing with his arms folded, with a frivolous look on his face, as if he was waiting for someone.

When he saw Ye Xinghe appear, he raised a sinister smile and shouted: "Ye Xinghe, you are finally here!"

Ye Xinghe frowned and asked: "You, are you Xue Jinggui?"

Xue Jinggui said proudly: "Yes! It is your grandfather!"

While speaking, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he laughed in his heart: "I thought Zhou Yurong would come with him."

"But I didn't expect that he would chase me alone."

"Just right! I want the head of this little beast too! Take it to exchange for spiritual stones!"

Xue Jinggui smiled: "Tell me, how many spiritual stones can I get if I give your head to Dugu Changfeng?"

"Want to kill me?"

Ye Xinghe snorted coldly: "You are worthy!"

"Little beast, stop talking nonsense!"

Xue Jinggui shouted loudly: "I will kill you now and go back to report!"

Xue Jinggui's body shook, and his mighty and majestic momentum surged! Like a mountain, it suddenly rolled down! However, Ye Xinghe stood still under this momentum, raised his eyebrows and said: "Seventh floor of Linghu Realm?"

"What?

Are you scared?"

Xue Jinggui smiled playfully: "Tell you, it's too late!"

"Even if you kowtow and beg for mercy today, I will kill you!"

He shouted loudly, and the light blue divine power surged out! An extremely cold air spread out! There was also a sharp wind blade hidden in it! He actually possessed two divine powers, wind and ice! Xue Jinggui took a step forward, his figure was like lightning, and attacked Ye Xinghe.