"I said Young Master Long!" Lao Liu said with a smile, "Why did you offend this mother-in-law?"

Long Haotian told him what had happened, and immediately the prison applauded, and they all applauded Long Haotian's "righteous act".

"Young Master Long, you don't know how ruthless this mother-in-law is! It's just a bitch who raises a slut! Ha! Now it's okay, they have rebelled in their own nest, and they have ruined the only hope of their Yan family, happy! happy! hahahaha!"

Long Haotian couldn't be happy at the moment. On the one hand, Yan Huang had suffered for him, and he really felt uncomfortable, and on the other hand, he knew very well that Yan Qing was not joking.

Within three days, if you can't escape from here, let alone make a name for yourself at the year-end martial arts competition, I'm afraid that your life will really be lost!

However, with his current cultivation, he couldn't break the railing and escape, so he was very anxious for a while.

At this moment, Yan Wu's body twitched, probably having a nightmare. But then he heard a "pop" and a small bottle fell out of his arms.

"What's it?" Long Haotian bent down to pick it up, "What are you doing with this waste?" let me see how much more he still carries...... Five bottles! A total of three bottles of Jiangyun Fire Feather Scatter, three bottles of fourth-order star sand!Yanwu, Yanwu, this thing is really a waste for you, I will laugh at it!hahaha!"

Although Yan Wu was very indifferent to practice, since he was beaten by Long Haotian, he still made up his mind to prepare to practice. So the next day, in the name of begging for wound medicine, he went to the treasury to "steal" a few bottles of fire feathers and came back.

The reason why he used stealing was that he knew very well that his father would never waste resources on him.

Yanxiong is an extremely stingy and extremely arrogant person, in fact, this is also a common problem of the head of a wealthy family:

He will spare no expense for what they think is valuable, and he will not spend a penny more on you at all for what they think is worthless. After all, it takes too much to train a talent.

You must know that Yan Huang is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, but he has already reached the eighth level of the Star Refining Realm, and behind this is the support of resources worth hundreds of thousands of silver coins every month.

And according to expectations, if the Yan Desolation is to reach the middle stage of the Flame Heaven Realm in half a year, it will still need to invest resources worth at least three or four million silver coins. That's definitely a huge expense.

Yan Xiong's sons have a total of seven, and there are six daughters at the same time, except for the youngest three girls who are not yet ten years old, only Yan Yong, Yan Meng, and Yan Huang have good qualifications among the remaining ten children, and only the three of them have obtained high-level elixirs.

And if a mediocre character like Yan Wu wants to cultivate, he can only pay for it at the bazaar by himself.

Not only is this extremely humiliating, but once it is on the market, the price of the clouds and feathers is often inflated by several percent. Even a boy like Yan Wu can't afford it casually.

So he had no choice but to steal.

As a result, as soon as he slipped out of the treasury, he heard that Long Haotian had been arrested, so he rushed over to prepare to fall into the well. Unexpectedly, in the end, he gave the treasure he stole with fear to his enemy.

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Deserted bedroom.

At this moment, this proud son of heaven finally woke up, but his whole body was weak.

"How's it going?" Yan Xiong sat precariously, and in front of him stood a middle-aged man with gray hair and a little messy. A lock of gray hair under the chin, reaching to the chest.

This king's name is Su Rui, and he is the alchemy master of the Yan Mansion.

The alchemists of the Holy Continent are divided into five ranks: Alchemist, Alchemy Master, Alchemy Grandmaster, Alchemy Grand Master, and Dan Dao Supreme. The higher the level, the better the medicinal properties of the elixir refined.

Su Rui is fifty years old this year, and his qualifications can only be regarded as upper-middle. However, ordinary incurable diseases could not bother him.

It is said that there are more than ten kinds of strange poisons in this Golden Bird Tower, and the symptoms of poisoning are similar. But if you don't figure it out and detoxify it casually, sometimes it will backfire, and even be critically fatal! So, I'm afraid that only the second lady can detoxify the seventh prince at this moment!"

"Yan Qing!" Yan Xiong's eyes almost burst into flames, "Go and call her for me!"

But after a while, the guard came to report, saying that Yan Qing did not return to the mansion after leaving the death row, but went out directly, and it was speculated that it was very likely that he went to the Golden Bird Tower to avoid trouble. But when the three words of Golden Bird Tower were mentioned, Yan Yong and Yan Meng could clearly feel the strange look on their father's face.

Yan Yong finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Dad, there were some things that were inconvenient for children to ask in the past, but now it is related to the recovery of the seventh brother, and we ...... it."

"Don't ask!" Yan Xiong waved his hand in great irritability, and then said to Su Rui, "Mr. Su, with all the antidote pills in the mansion, how sure are you that you can temporarily control the situation of the Seventh Prince?"

"Returning to the Lord Guogong, I can only do my best to prevent the poison from continuing to attack! But if you really want to eradicate it, I'm afraid only the corresponding antidote can do it!"

"Understood!" Yan Xiong nodded, silently got up and left the room.

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At the same time, on death row, Long Haotian's breakthrough did not stop at all.

For a martial artist, cultivation should have been step-by-step, step-by-step. It is impossible to reach the extreme in such a short period of time with such a terrible consumption of resources.

Of course, there is financial resources in this. You must know that the Xuanyun Fire Feather Scatter and the Fourth-Order Star Sand are both worth more than five thousand silver coins, which is almost an unimaginable number for the Hanmen Martial Artists.

And the more important reason is that ordinary warriors are unfamiliar with the unknown realm. Precious medicinal materials are certainly beneficial to cultivation, but they are poisonous in three parts, and even the slightest difference in the amount of medicine will produce completely different effects.

And Long Haotian has no such concerns, he is the so-called "second person". In his previous life, he was a powerhouse in the Saint King Realm, so he had already experienced all kinds of hardships and ups and downs in his cultivation before this. Therefore, he has sufficient experience and certainty to control the amount of medicine according to the current situation of this physical body.

If you are an ordinary martial artist, even if you are a famine, you will never dare to venture like this. Because the result of the rash attack is very likely to go crazy.

At this moment, seeing that Long Haotian did not hesitate at all, he directly swallowed the two bottles of Xuanyun Fire Feather into his stomach. In the past two days, I have drunk the blood of beasts in the Royal Forest, and I have continued to have enough energy in my body, and what I need most now is to completely integrate this energy with my true qi, and then break through again.

The surrounding prisoners were still talking and laughing, but suddenly, they all felt a powerful aura spread from Long Haotian's cell, oppressing them to the point that they were almost suffocating.

The most pitiful thing is probably Yan Wu, not long after he woke up, he fainted again. Finally, this kid is quite strong on weekdays, so he didn't die for a while. Otherwise, I am afraid that I would have suffocated to death long ago.

The strong sense of oppression lasted for about an hour, and Long Haotian looked back at the inner light to urge the true qi to circulate in Zhou Tian, and the outer wall of the tendons and veins exuded a metallic glow with the assistance of the first layer of the "Golden Wheel Formula" of the "Seven Treasures Holy Wheel Sutra".

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom", and all the prisoners' eardrums were almost about to burst, Yan Wu said "wow", a mouthful of blood gushed out, his face was pale, and his body was extremely weak.

"Dragon...... Master Long! beg ...... Please let me go!" Yan Wu pleaded bitterly, but Long Haotian didn't seem to hear it.

After a while, I heard him say as if to himself, "The eighth!"

"Demon ...... Wicked!" said the surrounding death row prisoners tremblingly. There were also martial artists among them, and some of them were not badly qualified, so they were completely shocked by the speed of Long Haotian's breakthrough.

"Dragon...... Master Long, please don't break through," Yan Wu said in a low voice, "The medicine is all yours, please spare my life!"

"Resign yourself to fate!" Long Haotian said coldly, "I didn't kill you, it's already the greatest mercy to you!"

After that, he stopped paying attention to Yanwu and uncorked the bottle again. This time, the remaining four bottles of medicinal powder were directly fed into the mouth completely. Yan Wu's eyes were about to pop out, this was the medicine he had stolen with all his might!

You must know that every bottle of precious pills in the Yan family's treasury has accounts, and the management is extremely strict. Once it is finally found out that it was his own doing, it would be good to say if he really made a breakthrough, but now he is completely making a wedding dress for others, which must be severely punished by his father.

However, no matter how scared he is, it won't help, what he needs to pay more attention to at this moment is whether he still has this life to carry Long Hao's last breakthrough.

Moments later, the terrifying aura once again filled the death row. Many prisoners could not bear it anymore and fainted one after another. And Yan Wu is relying on his modest Taoism to survive.

An hour later, another loud bang echoed through the prison. A satisfied smile appeared on Long Haotian's face: "Ninth!

But soon, he noticed that there was a man standing outside the iron railing. It's none other than Yan Xiong, the head of the Yan family.