Zhang Jingde and others rushed forward, and in a chaotic frenzy, they began smashing the Immortal Dome Pavilion. Gang Qi flew about, and soon the once-intact courtyard was reduced to ruins.

Luckily, most of the pills had been sold earlier, and the remaining ones were kept by the steward; otherwise, the losses would be considerable.

While a few people were smashing things, Wang Xuan did nothing. These people had come to him and destroyed the Immortal Dome Pavilion.

The opposing side was clearly in the wrong, which gave Wang Xuan a significant moral advantage and allowed him to retaliate later.

However, his indifference led Zhang Jingde, Li Zonghua, and others to underestimate him, thinking Wang Xuan lacked the cultivation level to step forward.

“Timid like a mouse, Wang Xuan, you’re really something. You’re still keeping your cool in this situation. Should I say you are steady, or rather completely lacking in a man’s spirit?” Zhang Jingde laughed.

He said this in front of everyone intending to humiliate Wang Xuan, hoping to provoke him into action so that he could crush him with martial force.

If they could trample Wang Xuan underfoot, their past grievances and anger would finally be vented.

Li Zonghua replied, “Brother Zhang, you’re really overestimating him. A man’s spirit? I don’t think he’s a man; his cowardice is infuriating to witness.”

Among the dozens of people here looking to purchase pills, most were stewards and servants, with very few disciples mixed in. They didn’t dare to involve themselves in matters between Pill Masters.

Some hurried back to report to their mentors, as the happenings here were quite troubling.

Wang Xuan stretched lazily and asked the steward, “How much have we lost due to their rampage?

“The actual losses combined with the reputation damage total an equivalent of twenty Celestial Treasures,” the steward replied, bowing.

Wang Xuan nodded and said to Zhang Jingde and the others, “Tell me, how do you plan to compensate? Don’t tell me, that after doing all this, you can simply walk away.

Immortal Martial Mountain isn’t a place without rules, and I’m not alone here. If you don’t provide an explanation, prepare to be expelled from Immortal Martial Mountain tomorrow!”

These guys deserve a beating; Wang Xuan initially thought of doing just that, but now he felt it’s unnecessary, too rash.

What’s his identity? The Alchemy Prodigy, the king of alchemy in the same realm.

And theirs? Just salted fish.

Fighting them would be beneath his dignity.

“You expect us to compensate, Wang Xuan, dream on!” Zhang Jingde sneered.

Wang Xuan: “Hehe.”

This “hehe” was filled with disdain, making them feel deeply humiliated and ignored.

“What do you mean by that?” Zhou Rongjun asked angrily.

Wang Xuan: “Hehe.”

Li Zonghua and the others exchanged glances, deeply frowning, angry at Wang Xuan’s disregard yet somewhat helpless.

Wang Xuan didn’t take the bait and refused to fight them.

What to do?

“Only force is left; otherwise, we can’t remain at Immortal Martial Mountain!” Zhang Jingde said coldly.

The group hesitated briefly, watching Wang Xuan’s calm gaze, then immediately solidified their resolve.

More than a dozen people rolled up their sleeves and rushed toward Wang Xuan, each with the speed of a dragon, in Vajra and Divine Treasure realms.

“Wang Xuan, if you won’t let us off easily and doom us in alchemy, then let’s fight to the death!”

Seeing these anger-blinded individuals, Wang Xuan shook his head, producing a Golden Turtle Celestial Treasure, a defensive type among Celestial Treasures.

After injecting True Qi, the treasure quickly activated, manifesting an Energy Golden Turtle whose shell enveloped Wang Xuan, guarding him securely.

More than a dozen individuals charged forward, their blows striking the Energy Golden Turtle. The immense pressure dimmed the turtle’s image considerably.

Zhang Jingde and others rejoiced; they had enough people, and a few more attacks might break this defense.

They continued their fierce assault, making the Energy Golden Turtle tremble as if it might shatter any second, boosting their morale.

“Wang Xuan, soon we’ll break your defense, then we’ll see whose bones are harder!” Zhang Jingde sneered.

“Indeed, since he refuses to yield, we’ll go all out. At worst, we’ll perish together. If our alchemy road ends, life isn’t worth living!” Zhou Rongjun declared loudly.

Li Zonghua wholeheartedly agreed: “True, if he won’t compromise, won’t let us off, then let’s destroy his Dantian and sever his alchemy path.

I don’t believe a disciple unable to cultivate, a Pill Master unable to concoct pills, will receive any more attention!”

Even if the sect punishes them, they wouldn’t face death, whereas Wang Xuan would live a fate worse than death.

Within the Energy Shield, Wang Xuan showed no fear, pulling out a wicker chair and reclining leisurely, appearing quite composed.

He squinted his eyes, wearing a mocking smile: “You want me to let you off? Is this how you ask for favors? Aggressively, even intending to destroy my Dantian; truly audacious.

Since becoming Pill Masters, too many have flattered you, causing excessive pride, likely disregarding the sect’s rules.

Alas, such foolish thoughts and actions will lead you to a desperate abyss.

The sect remains the sect, and in the eyes of the True Immortal, you mere Human Immortal cultivators, mere Spirit Tier Pill Masters, what do you count for?

A mere flick would crush scores, hundreds; do you think they’d even frown?”

Among the dozens, several hesitated, suddenly pausing. Now they had simply erred, but if something were to happen to Wang Xuan, how would the sect deal with them?

Realizing this, their overheated minds became instantly sober.

What were they doing? Had the alchemy clouded their judgment?

Wang Xuan was a person with exceptional talent in alchemy, with prospects far exceeding theirs, also a disciple under He Fang, without doubt a True Inheritor.

If trouble arose, it couldn’t be easily quelled.

Moreover, any True Disciple under Immortal Martial Mountain is a huge asset with a bright future; if trouble arises, the sect would certainly investigate thoroughly.

Among Zhang Jingde, Li Zonghua, and Zhou Rongjun, they were True Disciples themselves, of the same generation as Wang Xuan, similarly ranked, and naturally fearless.

Whereas these were merely elder disciples, lacking the qualification to get involved!

But before they could retreat, several figures descended from the sky; they were the True Immortals of Immortal Martial Mountain’s Law Hall.

“What are you doing? Stop immediately!”

One True Immortal shouted, causing the ground to tremble slightly, making everyone below feel dizzy, calming them instantly.

The previously rowdy crowd fell silent, not daring to speak.

“Truly lawless!” Another True Immortal sneered.

Wang Xuan had long put away the wicker chair and tea set, unknowingly stained with dirt, looking somewhat disheveled.

He sorrowfully pleaded, “My dear uncles, you’ve come at last; hadn’t you arrived my life would’ve been lost.

These people broke into my Black and White Mountain, unreasonably demolished my Immortal Dome Pavilion, and intended to attack me further.

Each of them, fierce as demons, their cultivation far exceeding mine, aiming to harm a fellow disciple.

Even, even just now, they vowed to destroy my Dantian, rendering me unable to cultivate or concoct pills ever again.

Dear uncles, you must stand up for me!”

Wang Xuan appeared deeply wronged, every word tinged with sorrow, as though terribly bullied.

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