2208: C2208 You're too Long-winded!

C2208 You're too Long-winded!

Those guys who were just happy, each one of them had a cold heart.

Was this person Master God-Diviner?

They even knew what they were thinking.

Yan Chongsoong's expression changed slightly, and he asked cautiously, "Young Master Lee, what conditions do you want to make them let go?"

"It depends on how much you value their lives," Lee Yifann said with a faint smile.

"Dad!"

Yan Jue was furious. His face was twisted, and his body was emitting a violent aura. He looked at Lee Yifann with hatred.

In his point of view, he couldn't back down from this matter.

It was true that Lee Yifann was Lee Qiankun, but Lee Qiankun had killed Yan Xun, causing the Yan Family to lose a super expert. How could the Yan Family tolerate such a loss?

This time, although Yan Jie had done something wrong, she was just a little girl. She was a little rude and unreasonable. Why should her hands and legs be chopped off?

Lee Yifann was too ruthless.

As for Yan Qing, his sister's legs had been cut off. What was wrong with him helping her out?

Besides, Yan Qing had already admitted defeat, so why was he still gritting his teeth and not letting go?

"You are too long-winded!"

Lee Yifann coldly swept his eyes over. He clenched his right hand and the Spiritual Qi turned into a sword and slashed forward.

"Puchi!"

A bloody light splashed out, and Yan Jue's right arm was sent flying.

"Argh... My hand!" Yan Jue let out a hysterical scream.

Everyone's facial expression changed. They had never thought that Lee Yifann would attack just like that.

"Alright, I have changed my mind. They must die! I will get rid of the Yan Family, not a single one of them will be left alive!" Lee Yifann's eyes were as cold as ice, and his body was emitting a sky-piercing killing intent.

"Plop!"

When they felt the terrifying killing intent, many of them immediately fell to their knees.

"What a terrifying killing intent. Is this his true strength?" The experts of Yan Family who were eager to teach Lee Yifann a lesson were sweating profusely.

The Qi sword in Lee Yifann's hand didn't dissipate. He walked towards the next person.

"Is he going to start a massacre?" Everyone gasped.

"You unfilial son!" Yan Chongsoong glared at Yan Jue. He was about to lose his mind because of this stupid son of his. The originally good situation had been messed up by his son's words.

Looking at Lee Yifann, who was full of killing intent, Lee Yifann was terrified. He quickly shouted, "Young Master Lee, please calm down! Whatever conditions you want, just state them!"

If Lee Yifann really wanted to kill him, he could guarantee that no one in Yan Family would be able to return alive today, including him.

"A bunch of idiots, there's no need to talk about it!" Lee Yifann remained unmoved.

Yan Chongsoong became anxious. He quickly requested Loong Xiangyang and his grandson to help him. At this time, they were the only ones who could speak.

Loong Wanyu's face lit up. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Big Brother Lee, listen to their conditions. If you are not satisfied with them, we can talk about it later."

"Yes! Anyway, there was no point in killing them. "Loong Xiangyang tried to control his tone and attitude. He was afraid that he would make Lee Yifann unhappy.

Lee Yifann frowned, and the qi sword in his hand dissipated. "Alright. On account of your face, I can let them go, but the same trick won't work next time."

These words made the grandfather and grandson's hearts skip a beat, and they couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It seemed like Lee Yifann was really angry this time. The next time they wanted to do him a favor, it wouldn't work.

To be honest, they were starting to regret helping Yan Chongsoong speak up. It even made Lee Yifann unhappy, and made him suffer a huge loss.

Yan Chongsoong saw that there was still a turning point, so he quickly said, "I know you like herbs. How about ten herbs?"

On the way, he had asked Loong Xiangyang and Loong Xiangyang about Lee Yifann's preference. The most important one was herbs. Lee Yifann was an alchemist, and he liked herbs and forging materials very much.

If he could get what he wanted, he would be able to quell his anger.

One had to admit that he was very smart. Lee Yifann's expression was indifferent as he said, "You want to let them go with just ten spirit herbs? Do you think I lack money to spend?"

Spiritual herbs were precious, but with the Profound Doctor Sect's current financial resources, it wasn't difficult for them to purchase spiritual herbs.

Not to mention the Profound Doctor Sect and the Spiritual Herbal Garden, which were planted by them, the production rate was also very high.

Apart from that, he also had a large number of spiritual herbs with him. Previously, he had plundered another batch of spiritual herbs from the Martial Dao Conference, but now, he had more than a thousand spiritual herbs with him.

Such a huge amount of herbs was already a huge amount of wealth for an ordinary warrior, but now that Lee Yifann had already stepped into the Spiritual Pill Master, he needed a large amount of herbs to concoct the spiritual pill.

When the experts of the Yan Family heard this, they couldn't help but furrow their brows, feeling that he was being too greedy.

Lee Yifann could tell what they were trying to say, "Come, I have plenty of spiritual herbs here. I will give you ten stalks, ten stalks for each of your lives. I will kill you all and send all the spiritual herbs to Yan Family."

Everyone's faces stiffened on the spot, and they gasped.

Yan Chongsoong also felt that the situation wasn't good. He hurriedly said, "Are those twenty stalks of spiritual herbs enough?"

"Too little!"

"Forty?"

"I don't even need to look at a hundred stalks. My Auction is able to gather a few hundred stalks of spiritual herbs at once. You have the nerve to use such a small amount to fool me? " Lee Yifann sneered.

These words made everyone's facial expression turn ugly, but at the same time, they understood that Lee Yifann was rich and overbearing. A few dozen spiritual herbs were nothing to him.

It made sense when they thought about it. He was a grandmaster in alchemy. How could he lack herbs?

Unless there was a huge amount of herbs, he wouldn't be tempted.

Understanding this point, Yan Chongsoong gritted his teeth, "Then please ask Young Master Lee to give me a specific amount so that I can gather it."

Lee Yifann smiled faintly, "Looking at your unwilling expressions, I know that you don't have that intention. But I don't care. Whatever you want, at least a hundred stalks of herbs will make me let Yan Jie go. Otherwise, in less than three to five months, her whole body will fester and die."

"What?"

"Miss will die from festering?"

"This is too vicious!"

They did not expect that Lee Yifann would actually set up such a contingency plan.

The experts of Yan Family were furious, but they had no choice because they had no right to challenge him.2

"One hundred stalks..." Yan Chongsoong's eyes turned dark, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Although the Yan Family was very powerful and had a lot of wealth, a hundred herbs wasn't something that could be taken out just like that.

Most importantly, every single stalk of spiritual herb was worth tens of millions of yuan. The more precious ones were worth hundreds of millions, and a hundred stalks was worth billions of yuan!

"If you're unwilling, then forget it." Lee Yifann's tone was indifferent.

Yan Chongsoong pulled a sad face and asked carefully, "What about Yan Qing?"

He was thinking that Yan Qing should not be so miserable, right?

However, Lee Yifann sneered, "Just now, this kid bragged about his power in front of me and sang the same tune as those two old things. He was buzzing like a housefly. I can't be bothered with him. He really thinks of me as a green onion. Oh, the god of slaughter in Underground World? With just this bit of strength, he had the nerve to call himself the Killing God. He was even worse than Sato Kazama. Where did he get the face to be so arrogant? Crippling one of his hands was just a lesson. I just need to kill him with a single thought. Right now, I want to leave his life behind, that's fine! 300 stalks of spirit medicine!"

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