Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City Chapter 346 - 345: Dare to Eat? Stand Up for Me! (Second Upd

The consumption at the Tingyu Tower is very high.

Extrely high!

How could ordinary people afford to spend at the Tingyu Tower?

Not to ntion spending at the eighth floor, a al every six months would cost upward of a thousand Spirit Stones.

Of course, people like Lin Fan who spend several thousand Spirit Stones in one go are also rare.

"Oh? Tell about your identities, see if I’m qualified to ask you to leave!" The leading young man said with a faint smile, his gaze arrogantly surveying the crowd that had spoken.

"Hmph! I am Elder Xie Xingzi, the Supre Elder of the Yin Yang Sect, a Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage! Young man, hasn’t your elder told you to keep a low profile when you’re out and about? What if one day, you encounter soone you can’t afford to provoke, heh heh!" The old man chuckled with a voice full of cold intentions.

"Yin Yang Sect?"

"Hiss!"

"It is said that the power of this sect is vast, ranking among the top great sects outside of those Holy Lands!"

"This person is a Supre Elder of the Yin Yang Sect?"

Suddenly, the whole eighth floor of the tavern exploded into a frenzy.

Countless pairs of eyes were all focused on the old man, filled with awe!

On Elder Xie Xingzi’s face, there was an expression of satisfaction, full of arrogance, taking pleasure in the crowd’s reaction, with his heart soaring!

"I am Princess Nangong Feiyan of Hongwu Kingdom, the seventh princess. Do you few really think you can make move aside?" The beauty, scoring over eight points, spoke with equal pride.

"Hongwu Kingdom?"

Everyone was shocked!

"It is indeed the Hongwu Kingdom, rumored to be a nation built on cultivation, possessing a hundred-thousand-strong army of Cultivators, all at least at the Foundation Establishnt Stage!"

"A hundred-thousand Foundation Establishnt Cultivators? My goodness, isn’t that overwhelmingly powerful!"

"She is a princess of the Hongwu Kingdom?"

Many young n on the eighth floor had their gazes flickering, all resting on Nangong Feiyan’s delicate face.

Although Nangong Feiyan’s appearance was average, she possessed a natural noble aura.

"Hehe! Hongwu Kingdom? Yin Yang Sect? Do you think that’s impressive?" The young man sneered with a chuckle, gently shaking his head, "Even if it were the Sect Hierarch of the Yin Yang Sect or the King of the Hongwu Kingdom, they would have to bow and scrape when they see this young master. What does that make you small fries?"

"While I’m still in a good mood, I’m giving you ten breaths to disappear from my sight!"

"What did you say?" Nangong Feiyan’s pretty face instantly darkened, her beautiful eyes erupting with fury.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"

At her side, a dozen guards at the Golden Core Late Stage drew their swords, ready to strike at any mont.

"Arrogant fool, courting death!"

The Yin Yang Sect’s Supre Elder Xie Xingzi burst forth in anger, extending a large hand and ferociously slapped towards the young man!

"Hmph!"

The young man let out a cold laugh.

Then.

He raised his hand.

Nonchalantly.

And slapped back!

"Slap!"

The Yin Yang Sect’s Supre Elder Xie Xingzi only felt a severe pain on his cheek, and like a leaf blown by the autumn wind, he was sent flying backwards.

"Bang!"

After spinning a dozen circles in the air, he heavily crashed onto the floor.

Below him, the floorboard shattered and caved in.

Dead silence!

A silence as dead as death itself!

A Nascent Soul Late Stage Cultivator, he was actually sent flying by this young man with an effortless slap?

Too terrifying, utterly chilling!

Just what is the strength of this young man?

Everyone present was staring at him intently, yet they could not see through his real Cultivation level because this person had a powerful treasure that shielded all auras, rendering him inscrutable!

"Cough cough!"

The Yin Yang Sect’s Supre Elder Xie Xingzi coughed violently twice.

Spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face turned deathly pale, panic-stricken as he looked at the young man who had struck him, "You... who exactly are you?"

Behind the young man, a beautiful Maid presented a silk handkerchief.

Wu Yang finished receiving what was handed to him, wiped the hand that had just slapped the face of the Supre Elder Zixingzi from the Yin Yang Sect, and then casually tossed aside the silk handkerchief.

"Asura Realm, Wu Yang."

rely five words, as precious as gold.

Yet these five words, each one was like a thunderbolt!

Boom!

Striking at the hearts of everyone present, causing all of their hearts to tremble violently!

Scramble! Scramble! Scramble! Scramble! Scramble!

Hundreds of figures, almost at the sa ti, all stood up!

No one else dared to sit down!

Of course, except for the table where Lin Fan sat.

However.

Since at this mont, all eyes were on Wu Yang’s face.

Temporarily, no one paid attention to both Lin Fan and Nolan Yanran.

"This old man admits his fault, please forgive , Master Wu!"

Zixingzi crawled up in terror, knelt there, and bowed deeply.

His eyes firmly fixed on the floor beneath his feet, not daring to look at Wu Yang again, not even a glance!

"What about you?"

Wu Yang held his head high, turned around, and mockingly glanced at Nangong Feiyan, the Princess of the Hongwu Kingdom.

Thump!

Nangong Feiyan, as the Princess of the Hongwu Kingdom, could no longer care about her status and knelt down on the ground with a thump.

"Feiyan... acknowledges her mistake!"

Nangong Feiyan’s pretty face turned instantly as white as paper.

"Hehe! Smart girl, I like what I see, so stay by my side as a personal maid," Wu Yang said with a faint smile, seemingly nonchalant.

"Yes!"

Nangong Feiyan’s face flushed red, herself a princess of a nation, and now to beco soone else’s maid?

Even if Wu Yang was from the Asura Realm, this was an imnse humiliation!

Yet, Nangong Feiyan dared not retort, not in the slightest!

If.

She angered Wu Yang, her own nation could be destroyed!

"Pfft! Brother Lin Fan, this is delicious. You should try it too,"

A crisp and pleasant laughter sounded, strikingly harsh in the dead silence of the eighth floor of the Listening Rain Pavilion.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Countless pairs of eyes suddenly focused intently over!

Of course, this included Wu Yang’s eyes!

They didn’t realize until they looked and were completely startled.

Everyone stood up, none daring to sit down.

Only Lin Fan and Nolan Yanran remained seated there, eating, drinking, chatting, and laughing.

As if Wu Yang didn’t exist at all.

And the strength of these two, one at the Golden Core Early Stage and the other, shockingly, just a Foundation Establishnt Stage cultivator...

The scene froze, everyone held their breath, not daring to even breathe aloud.

"My heavens! These are truly fearless calves who are not afraid of tigers!"

"Isn’t this courting death?"

The crowd scread in their hearts.

"Humph!"

A cold snort!

Wu Yang’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, his face instantly darkening like water. He was still standing here, but yet there were people still eating and laughing, what did they take him for?

"Seeking death! Didn’t you see our Young Master Wu here? And you dare to eat?"

The middle-aged man brought by Wu Yang shouted, then took a few swift steps forward.

Arriving in front of Lin Fan and Nolan Yanran’s table, he said sternly, "You two, still dare to eat? Stand up for !"