Chapter 32: Disciples of the Sect

  Hua Yue ordered some people to enter the store to estimate the losses, then turned to Shen Xiang and said: "If you two have time, you can come to our Danxiang Pharmacy as guests. We welcome you anytime."

  After Huayue's departure, Shen Lüzong poked his waist and smiled: "You shouldn't have any interest in this woman, should you?"

  Shen Xiang gazed intently at the distant carriage and said in a low voice, "This woman is very cunning, she has intentions of pulling us in."

  Shen Lu Zong said: "She can control such a large Dan medicine force, and she is also a woman. If she doesn't have any means, she would have been eaten to the bone long ago."

  Five days passed, and the store was renovated, all for free, courtesy of the Danxiang Medicine Hall. With enough elixirs and alchemists, the store could open soon.

  Shen Xiang's arrival in Wang City was also noticed by many forces. Shen Xiang came to Wang City with two purposes, one is to develop the elixir business and the other is to participate in the Wang City Martial Arts Conference!

  The Wang City Martial Arts Conference has already started accepting registrations, Shen Xiang went to sign up very early, and there are still more than two months before it begins. At this time, Shen Xiang also heard some news that the disciples of those sects will indeed appear at the Wang City Martial Arts Conference, but they won't be participating in the conference, just coming to observe.

  These days, Shen Xiang and Shen Lu Zong have been very busy, they are all refining pills, in order to open smoothly, it will take a lot of pills to support.

  "Uncle, this won't do. Just the two of us practicing alchemy, who knows when we'll succeed? It's like a never-ending process." Shen Xiang had just finished refining a batch of marrow-washing pills, and all the medicinal materials were purchased from Danxiang Pharmacy.

  "Young man, do you think it will be easy to open up? Without five alchemists, it's hard to sustain, and after opening, someone has to come and buy. In my opinion, at least two or three years are needed before a smooth start." Shen Lu Zong's words made Shen Xiang jump with anxiety, he couldn't wait that long.

  If you want to recruit a Dan-refining master, you can only use some precious spiritual medicine. Shen Xiang decided to ripen a batch and immediately walked out of the refining room, coming to the store, but he saw several people standing inside the store.

  These few people were an old man and four handsome young men, the aura they emitted was extremely pure, giving people a strange feeling. This kind of pure true energy couldn't be cultivated in this mundane world.

  "Who are you..." Shen Xiang asked.

  "Hmph, you're Shen Xiang?" The white-haired old man scolded him in a loud voice, his face full of majesty and anger, while the four young men also looked at Shen Xiang with arrogance.

  Shen Xiang furrowed his brow, clenched his fist and said coldly: "Right, are you here to cause trouble?"

  At this time, Shen Lu Zong walked out and saw the old man. He couldn't help but stare blankly, his body slightly trembling with fear of the old man.

  "You are... you are..." Shen Lu Zong was speechless, he actually knew this old man.

  The old man snorted, "That's right, I am Shen Fu Rong. Fifty years ago, I left the Shen family and entered the Wudao Gate. This time I came back to recruit disciples for the gate, but I heard some unpleasant things."

  Shen Xiang was shocked in his heart. The person responsible for recruiting disciples had returned, and it turned out to be an elder of the Shen family, but this elder seemed dissatisfied with him.

  "You actually dare to feud with the Medicine Family, you should know that in the Wudang Gate, the people of the Medicine Family have helped me a lot!" Shen Fu Rong glared at Shen Xiang, simultaneously releasing a burst of true energy that pressed down on Shen Xiang, making him feel as if his body was weighed down by ten thousand pounds.

  Shen Lu's shocked expression faded, replaced by a cold demeanor. "He is a rare talent in the Shen family for centuries, and you're making things difficult for him because of your own selfish desires! With this alone, you don't even qualify to be a member of the Shen family!"

  Shen Furong heard this and held his breath, sizing up Shen Lüzong. He couldn't see through Shen Lüzong's cultivation level at all. He sneered: "What good seedling? Someone like him is nothing but a small ghost. In my sect, I can grab anyone who is stronger than him with ease. The four disciples behind me wouldn't lose to him."

  As soon as the voice fell, Shen Xiang's figure was like lightning, his fists surged with cyan mang, electric mang flashing, accompanied by thick and violent thunder power, hitting one of the young men!

  This sudden and fierce attack didn't give the young man any chance to dodge, his chest was heavily punched by Shen Xiang, mouth bleeding, he retreated several steps before stabilizing himself.

  "That's all!" Shen Xiang said calmly. He saw through Shen Fu Rong, knowing that this old generation of the Shen family had no attachment to the Shen family, and in order to get along with the Yao family, he even turned against his own people.

  Shen Xiang suddenly made his move, causing Shen Fuhong to be shocked and furious. Shen Xiang's strength was something he had only heard about, but hadn't personally witnessed before. However, now that he saw it with his own eyes, it was indeed impressive, able to cause those martial arts school disciples to suffer light injuries.

  "This is the strength of a Wudang Sect disciple?" Shen Xiang said disdainfully, sweeping his gaze over the four youths, which made them extremely angry.

  "If it weren't for your sneak attack, you wouldn't even be able to touch me!" The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said angrily.

  "Well then, let's have a fight!" Shen Xiang rubbed his fists together, his face full of fighting spirit.

  "Bring it on!" The young man's heart was also filled with rage, and he could only vent his anger through battle.

  Shen Furong didn't stop him either. He just retreated to the side with an expressionless face, leaving a vacant space. At this moment, the young man had already rushed towards Shen Xiang.

  The young man's footsteps were very light, like a dragonfly touching the water with his toes, not only fast but also carrying a strong momentum.

  "Only six layers of martial boundary!" Shen Xiang immediately judged the young man's strength.

  The young man saw Shen Xiang standing still, full of openings, and thought that Shen Xiang was stunned by his own footsteps. He secretly felt pleased with himself, only to see him jump up, his feet continuously kicking, instantly his leg shadow fluttering, surging towards Shen Xiang like a stormy sky, the thick true energy shocking the air to explode. It can be seen that this young man's leg technique is not ordinary.

  This attack was unexpected by Shen Xiang, and in that instant he couldn't dodge the countless leg shadows. He didn't think that this seemingly weak-looking youth would actually know such a domineering kicking technique.

  "Bang bang bang", Shen Xiang's body was instantly kicked ten or more feet, and he couldn't help but fly up, falling onto a wooden table, crushing it.

  "Hmph! You're nothing special!" The young man said disdainfully. As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiang suddenly jumped up, standing upright and brushing off his clothes, as if nothing had happened.

  Those boys were all shocked, and Shen Furong was no exception.

  "You... just now I indeed kicked your body, but you can't withstand my fierce true energy. Moreover, I kicked at least ten or more times on your body, each kick was infused with a very strong internal force." The young man said seriously, among the same level, few people could remain unscathed under his leg technique.

  Shen Xiang smiled faintly and said: "Your move is indeed good, but it's nothing more than that!"

  As they spoke, Shen Xiang shot over like a bolt of lightning, his fists flying out like giant axes splitting mountains. Each punch was like a mighty river bursting forth, creating a deafening explosion with every strike. Every fist transformed into a ferocious tiger's head, shaking the air as if a fierce tiger was roaring angrily.

  Continuous rapid punches made Shen Xiang's fists flash out countless afterimages, like a stormy rain hitting the young man. The young man reacted quickly, and his body was surrounded by a layer of golden light, which was the true energy of the gold attribute, and he released it to form an energy shield to protect himself.