Overriding the Heaven

"Master!"    

"Oh my god!"    

Immediately, exclamations rose and fell at the same time.    

Those who could fly in the air must be powerful celestial mood stage practitioners!    

For a small bazaar to attract a master of the celestial mood stage, this news instantly caused a huge uproar.    

As for the death of Soul Devourer and Soul Devourer, everyone's attitude at this moment was surprisingly the same: they truly deserved death for daring to set their sights on their teacher.    

Chu Yan directly took a step forward, and only after walking out of the crowd's line of sight did he stop.    

After a moment, Jiang Panmeng rushed over.    

couldn't help but laugh as he mentioned how that group of people had been scared by Chu Yan, and revealed looks of both respect and fear.    

Even though they were both cultivators, the two of them were still teenagers.    

When he thought about Chu Yan's shocking performance just now, Jiang Panmeng no longer felt that Void Spirit Step was a useless technique.    

Just like the scene from a moment ago, occasionally flashing a light to scare people, he still felt secretly delighted.    

Although they took care of two cultivators that harbored malicious intent, Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng still did not let their guard down.    

Among the cultivators, the rogue cultivators were the most vicious.    

This had a lot to do with the environment they lived in.    

For an itinerant cultivator to improve or advance, they would have to fight for the necessary resources. Therefore, compared to the disciples of the sects and clans, they were often more ruthless in their hearts.    

When that group of cultivators came to their senses, they would realize, Chu Yan was not a celestial mood stage.    

At that time, there would be a possibility that someone with a different goal was going to look for Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng along the way.    

To avoid this unnecessary trouble, Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng set off immediately after leaving the Water Bay Market.    

Even if Handsome complained that Chu Yan did not bring the two corpses back, and did not want Chu Yan to bring them back, or else, would not care about it.    

They kept heading north for twelve days before they finally slowed down when they were close to the North Cloud.    

And it was only at this time that Chu Yan had the time to carefully inspect the storage bag he had obtained from the Soul Devouring Twin Demons.    

From the two of them, Chu Yan acquired a total of three storage bag.    

The moment he opened the first one, Chu Yan knew that this storage bag definitely belonged to the skinny cultivator.    

The reason was simple, there were more than a hundred of those bad books in that storage bag.    

Chu Yan glanced over and saw that other than < A Female Cultivator's Bai Jie >, there were also books related to < A Young Cultivator's Qin >, < The Three sisters of the Exquisite Gate >, and < My Celestial Fox Fellow >.    

After Chu Yan poured everything out from the storage bag, he took the spirit stones and some pills out. The books, he threw all of them to the side without even looking at them.    

Jiang Panmeng did not know what the thin cultivator was originally doing, but seeing that Chu Yan had actually thrown a pile of books to the side, he out of curiosity walked over and flipped through them.    

After a moment, she came back, blushing.    

She didn't know what she saw either, to the point that the entire night after that, she looked at Chu Yan with a weird, displeased gaze. The mist in her eyes made Chu Yan feel that something was wrong.    

Within the second storage bag, there was a pile of random things. Quite a few of them looked like chisels, drills and shavings from the common world, but these things were clearly all engraved on it. They were not ordinary objects.    

After looking at all these, Chu Yan's mind suddenly flashed with a white light, he immediately thought that these were probably the tools used by the fat cultivator to create lies.    

Although Chu Yan was not interested in scams and deceit, but thinking of how the fat cultivator had such a good method of making fake things, he decided to keep these tools first and not destroy them.    

Maybe it would come in handy sometime in the future.    

The third storage bag also belonged to the fat cultivator.    

This storage bag had a lot more spirit stones than the thin cultivator before. It had a total of more than 700 spirit stones.    

In total, Chu Yan had only spent less than four hundred spirit stones in the bazaar this time.    

The fat cultivator used a curved blade, but Chu Yan found a few other swords among his storage bag s, the lowest of which was a level 5 weapon.    

Chu Yan thought that Jiang Panmeng used swords, so he gave all these swords to Jiang Panmeng.    

After the previous experience, Jiang Panmeng did not decline. After thanking him, she received it.    

However, Jiang Panmeng would always remember Chu Yan's kindness towards him, and thought that if there was a chance in the future, he would need to share resources with Chu Yan.    

Other than these things, Chu Yan also found a delicate bag inside the fatty cultivator's storage bag.    

This pouch was obviously out of place compared to the other things inside the storage bag, thus it attracted Chu Yan's attention.    

After opening the pocket, he found that the inside of the hood had fallen out. It had a strange, devilish color to it.    

It was unknown what material the hood was made of, but it looked like a piece of elastic leather. However, no trace of sewing could be seen on the surface.    

The hood belonged to the side of her face, and it was painted with the weird colors of an acute visual impact.    

naturally did not feel that this was an ordinary item for the fat cultivator to carefully store in the storage bag.    

After muttering to himself for a while, Chu Yan let Jiang Panmeng look at him, and then put this hood over his head.    

When the part of the face on the hood fit together with his own, Chu Yan felt a chill.    

This feeling was similar to the feeling when raindrops fell on one's face when one was in the prime of autumn.    

Just as Chu Yan was about to examine it in detail, he suddenly realised, the expression Jiang Panmeng was looking at him with, was as if he had seen a ghost during the day.    

"What's going on?" Chu Yan immediately asked, extending his hand to take off the hood.    

"Don't move!" Jiang Panmeng was startled, and immediately waved her hand.    

"What's wrong?" Chu Yan became more and more suspicious, because at this moment, he realized that Jiang Panmeng's eyes were filled with laughter.    

Seeing that Jiang Panmeng was looking at him with a smile and did not answer, Chu Yan touched his own face, then turned and looked at the handsome man who was in a daze: "What happened to my face?"    

In the next moment, Chu Yan saw the little white pig opening his eyes wide, his body became extremely tense and his mouth opened wide.    

However, the little white pig reacted quickly, and immediately stretched out his front hooves to cover his mouth.    

But even so, it still let out an indistinct "F * ck".    

"What's going on?" Chu Yan became more and more suspicious.    

"Alright, alright, take a look for yourself. You really scared me just now." Jiang Panmeng laughed as she took out a small mirror and held it in front of Chu Yan.