As Sang San's confidant, Shang Jiu naturally knew where the 'Medicine Garden' was, and Yunchen, who had obtained Shang Jiu's memory, naturally knew it.

The medicine garden was not far from Sang San's lair, but it was more than two hundred miles away, which was nothing to Yunchen, and he arrived easily.

The medicine garden is a very important place for Sang San, so it is natural to arrange manpower to guard it.

As soon as Yun Chen came to the outside of the medicine garden, several Heavenly Soul High-level soul cultivators greeted him.

"Shang Jiu, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you interested in coming here today?"

Yunchen glanced at a few soul cultivators, there were only six of them, but in his memory, there were always nine soul cultivators here, and what about the other three?

"On the orders of Lord Young Ancestor, let me inspect here today on behalf of his old man!" Yunchen squinted at a few people, and said in a condescending tone: "What about the other three? You must know that leaving your post without permission is a capital crime! You know the importance of the medicine garden, you know it, if you go out of the pool, you will not be able to atone for your sins if you die ten thousand times!"

Hearing Yunchen say this, several soul cultivators suddenly felt embarrassed, and some responded in a weird way: "Shang Jiu, you are getting more and more excessive now!

"Hmph, it's just a sycophant who is good at drilling!"

"It's not like we didn't share the dying medicine man given by the Young Ancestor with him last time, right? ”

"Shang Jiu, if you want to put up a score, you have found the wrong object! A few of us are also people who often come into contact with the Young Ancestor, and your fox and fake tiger are useless to us!"

A few soul cultivators squeezed Yunchen with a word, obviously it was not a matter of a day or two that these people looked at Shang Gu unpleasantly.

This book was first published in Reading Books