Mystic God-level Emperor System

A certain Zen room in Guiku Temple.

"Wen Song didn't know what was going on, and was instigated by Su Shengyue and his wife to have a grudge with you. Can you please expose this matter for my sake?"

Su Wen'an said with a smile.

"Of course I have to give Uncle Wen'an's face, so let's forget it this time."

Su Han smiled lightly.

Su Wensong looked a little embarrassed.

In the end, Su Wen'an still had to intercede for him.

"So good!"

Su Wen'an nodded happily. Su Han knew how to advance and retreat, and knew etiquette. As long as he didn't have any grudges with him, communication would be like a spring breeze, making people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

"Wensong, take out your ancient mysterious wood."

Su Wen'an glanced at Su Wensong lightly.

Su Wensong nodded quickly and took out an ancient mysterious wood from the storage ring.

When Su Han saw this, he suddenly felt enlightened, and his face showed something like a smile but not a smile.

No wonder Su Wensong gave in.

It turned out that I wanted to ask him to help forge the Mutian armor.

"Su Han, look..."

Su Wen'an smiled.

"Uncle, business is business, there is no mercy. Forging the Mutian Armor is fine, but now that the price has risen, three top-quality spiritual coins are no longer enough."

Su Han was the first to speak, making the ugly remarks first.

In order to purchase the sixth ninth-grade supreme fire seed, he still had a gap of more than a dozen top-grade spiritual coins.

"..."

Su Wen'an sighed inwardly and couldn't help but glare at Su Wensong. Su Wensong didn't care at all. As long as Su Han agreed to forge it, he could collect the best spiritual coins.

"Su Han, how many top-quality spiritual coins do you want?"

Su Wensong asked quickly.

"Five coins. This ancient black wood can be used to forge a piece of Mutian Armor. It only costs you five top-quality spiritual coins."

Su Han smiled lightly.

"Five..."

Su Wensong's face changed slightly. This price was indeed a bit expensive for him. Normally King Yuan Niwu could be considered wealthy if he could have one or two million low-grade spiritual coins in his hands.

As for five top-quality spiritual coins, not to mention King Yuan Nirvana, even He Nirvana, Shatter Nirvana, and even Dharma Appearance Golden Body may not be able to be taken out at once.

But fortunately, he is not a casual cultivator and relies on the Su Clan. The Su Clan has many industries in the Northern Territory and the spiritual coins they earn every year are also extremely generous.

"Brother, in order to buy this ancient mysterious wood..."

Su Wensong looked at Su Wen'an.

"Don't ask me, I'm also very tight on money."

Su Wen'an shook his head and refused directly.

"It's okay, you can go collect the money, but when the bloodless ancestor comes back from the Holy City, I will go to the Holy City, and you have to collect the money before then."

Su Han smiled lightly.

"I'll join in right away!"

Su Wensong acted resolutely, put away the ancient black wood, turned around and left.

"Uncle Wen'an, you should be more careful about those barbarian monsters."

Su Han looked at Su Wen'an and smiled.

"I have ordered someone to be summoned."

Su Wen'an nodded, "In the name of the bloodless ancestor, I don't even dare to stop Su Wenyue."

"That's good. There are also Xuantianfang's profits during this period..."

Su Han smiled.

"I brought it to you..."

Su Wen'an sighed softly, took out two hundred high-grade spiritual coins and handed them to Su Han: "That's all."

Another twenty million God Emperor coins.

Su Han easily made money.

At present, his God Emperor Coins are close to 130 million, and he still has four top-quality spiritual coins in reserve.

Although Xuantianfang's income during this period may not be this small, Su Han is not too greedy.

Su Wen'an was able to get these two hundred high-grade spiritual coins, presumably after some negotiations with Sanfang.

"Your yard has been repaired, do you want to go back with me?"

Su Wen'an said.

"No need, it's quite clean here. I'll just wait here for the Bloodless Ancestor."

Su Han smiled.

"also may."

Su Wen'an nodded slightly.

After chatting for a few words, Su Wen'an left Guiku Temple.

"If the Dragon Saint Barbarian Emperor wants to see me, the Bloodless Ancestor has to go out of his way to negotiate. What he wants me to do may not be simple..."

Su Han stayed alone in the Zen room and meditated quietly.

If Su Wensong collected five top-grade spiritual coins, he would still have about eight top-grade spiritual coins to exchange for the sixth grade nine supreme fire seed.

It is not difficult to get these eight top-grade spirit coins, but it is quite time-consuming. The time at the moment is definitely not enough.

"That's all, the most urgent thing is to improve your current cultivation level first."

With a thought in his mind, Su Han opened the elixir classification and found the eighth-grade divine tempering elixir.

This elixir is extremely beneficial to the soul. If it is combined with the best spiritual coins and the soul-tempering elixir, and Su Han's own cultivation speed is several times faster than walking, it will not be a problem to reach the peak of concentration in a short time.

“An eighth-grade divine tempering pill actually costs 5 million God Emperor coins, which is equivalent to 500,000 low-grade spiritual coins.

One top-grade spirit coin can only buy two..."

Su Han felt a little achy and looked at the balance of the imperial coins. After buying five God-Quenching Pills, he had just over 100 million left.

"System, exchange for five God-Quenching Pills."

Not long after, there were five more God-Quenching Pills in Su Han's storage compartment, and a full 25 million of the God Emperor's coins were deducted from the balance.

After swallowing one and holding a top-quality spiritual coin in his hand, Su Han began to run the Six Phases of Immortality visualization chart.

The power of the God-Quenching Pill circulated crazily in Su Han's meridians, and the rich spiritual energy in the top-quality spiritual coins also enveloped Su Han.

Coupled with the ninth-grade skills and the six-phase visualization diagram of immortality, as well as the five ninth-grade fire seeds, Su Han's cultivation level increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Time passed day by day, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Master Longye came to the door of the Zen room, smiled at Zuo Xun who was standing guard outside the door and said:

"Miss Xunxiao, Benefactor Su's cultivation has reached a state of concentration, so there is no need for you to protect him outside the door."

"As a protector, this is my duty."

A strange look flashed in Zuo Xunxiao's eyes.

She only learned a few days ago that Su Han's cultivation had surpassed hers.

According to the rules of the Su family, the disciples of the Su family will remove their guardians when they reach the state of concentration.

However, it seems that even Su Wen'an and others don't know about this news. They just subconsciously thought that Su Han was still in the Yuan Dan realm.

After all, everyone knew that Su Han was condensing black waste elixirs, how could he break through to the realm of Martial Lord so quickly!

"Hey, someone is here."

Master Long Ye suddenly looked up, "Could it be that someone arranged by the Su Mansion has arrived?"

Zuo Xunxiao also looked up.

But after a while, the two people's expressions became a little strange.

"Female donor, what are you doing here?"

Master Long Ye clasped his hands together and said to Su Wenhong.

At this moment, Su Wenhong didn't have the arrogance he had when they met that day, but was a little anxious.

"Where is Su Han? Let him come out to see me!"

Su Wenhong said anxiously.

"Master Han is in seclusion."

Zuo Xunxiao was silent for a few breaths and said.

"Yes, Donor Su is in retreat. You'd better please come back."

Master Long Ye nodded.

"No, Su Han is in seclusion inside? Let him come out immediately, I have something urgent!"

Su Wenhong shouted.

After saying this, she subconsciously rushed towards the meditation room. Master Long Ye sighed softly, took a step forward, stopped in front of Su Wenhong, and faced each other.