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  Although Guang Chengshan's family business is large, it is still easy to raise such a big one, and Yan Zhao Ge has also obtained the right to prioritize resource allocation.

  As for Yan Zhao Ge himself, he is very willing to be a lavish and generous spendthrift.

  But after a moment's thought, Yan Zhao Song came up with a material that could be used as food for the giant panda after being refined through special methods.

  Moreover, this material has a high yield, low price, and its effect is even better than that of ordinary mineral iron ore, which is a perfect example of being both beautiful and cheap.

  As for its name, Yan Zhao Ge prepared two alternative options in a very playful way.

  Her name is Panpan.

  Another one is called Fat Tiger.

  As for the latter plan, Yan Zhao Ge's idea is that the next pet will be named Xiao Fu, and the one after that will be called Da Xiong.

  These are all the dull and unpleasant aspects of Yan Zhao's songs, but they are not worth mentioning to outsiders.

  "Hmm, just these two, which one is better? This is really a headache." Yan Zhao Song smiled and looked at the giant panda in front of her.

  The extremely intelligent mountain beast's huge body slightly trembled, instinctively sensing that something was off.

  Yanzhao Song laughed and patted its big head, then raised his eyes to gaze into the distance.

  They are still on that small island, where the area is limited and it's not hard to find others.

  The Yan Zhao song had not yet taken a step, when his eyes scanned the distance and saw a figure clad in green walking towards him.

  The newcomer was none other than Zhang Yao, a young female disciple of the Turbid Wave Pavilion.

  The round-faced girl saw Yan Zhao Ge and the giant panda beside him, although it was huge but looked gentle and lovely, and immediately felt at ease.

  "Yan Shixiong, have you already tamed this mountain Pi?" Zhang Yao curiously walked closer.

  The big panda lazily rolled over on the ground, its chubby body adorable, making Zhang Yao feel a strong affection for it.

  Yanzhao Song saw this and curled his lips: "After all, he's still young, completely defenseless against this kind of cute stuff."

  "Brother Yan, may I touch it?" Zhang Yao asked cautiously.

  Yanzhao song turned his head to look at everyone around him, and saw that they were all calm and composed, without any resistance.

  Yan Zhao Song nodded: "Okay."

  Zhang Yao suddenly cheered and leaned forward.

  She was busy getting close to that giant panda, while Yan Zhao Ge asked: "Isn't the person who set up the bow and arrow a martial artist from a noble family?"

  Zhang Yao woke up and replied: "Let Yan Shixiong see the joke. That person is not a martial artist of our school, but should be a martial artist from Zezhou, Chu State, where Qingxia Lake is located."

  "I haven't seen him before, but he can enter the Qingxia Lake Formation, so he should be from a first or second-rate power close to our sect, or a lone martial artist."

  "He probably just wanted to capture this mountain beast and didn't notice us, nor did he have any hostile intentions."

  Although young, her cultivation was still in the Inner Furnace Realm, but this round-faced girl was actually a core direct disciple of the Turbid Wave Pavilion.

  Although his cultivation is not as good as theirs, he enjoys the same status and treatment as Xie Youqian and Ruan Ping.

  It can be seen from "Yanzhao Song" that Zhang Yao's experience also belongs to the relatively shallow category.

  However, as a direct disciple of a Sacred Land-level power, his martial arts talent and potential, as well as his actual strength, are absolutely beyond doubt.

  Although I haven't seen Zhang Yao take action, on this journey together, Yan Zhao Ge saw her light and agile movements, as well as her breathing techniques. As long as she doesn't lack actual combat experience, she shouldn't be weaker than Hou Xiang, the Cang Meng Mountain disciple he met at Yun Zuo Mountain earlier.

  Yanzhao Song listened to Zhang Yao finish speaking, and smiled as he shook his head: "Mm, I knew that."

  "Besides, even if we knew where it was, it wouldn't matter. This... uh, this mountain beast, if you don't take the Turbid Wave Pavilion itself, then it can be considered ownerless."

  "Ownerless things can be taken by anyone. Everyone relies on their own abilities, but if he attacks me, I won't show mercy either."

  "He can't compare with you, Brother Yan."

  Yanzhao Song said: "Go find the others, this island is not big, I estimate that shouting once, Xie Shijie and Ah Hu will be able to hear."

  Gradually becoming familiar with it, Zhang Yao was no longer so reserved in front of Yan Zhao Ge, and smiled upon hearing this: "The voice I use to shout is probably still not loud enough."

  Yanzhao Ge Waner: "I didn't ask you to shout anyway."

  Having said that, he immediately looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, as if a dragon was chanting in the nine heavens.

  Zhang Yao stood by, just listening, but felt her heart fluctuating wildly, and the aura all over her body was unstable.

  "Yan Shixiong's cultivation is really high." Zhang Yao secretly clicked her tongue, although she had little experience, but the number of masters she had seen was not small at all.

  The Turbid Wave Pavilion and Guang Cheng Mountain are among the eight extremes of the Great World, six great sacred places. How can the warriors in the Primordial Boundary Realm be missing?

  But after Zhang Yao recalled, he found that among the people he had seen, there was not one person who could compare to Yan Zhao Ge in front of him.

  Although they had never actually fought before, Zhang Yao carefully thought back and realized that even Ruan Ping, who was at the mid-Heavenly Boundary stage, would probably be no match for Yan Zhao Ge.

  Thinking back to Ruan Ping's intention to probe Yan Zhao Ge, Zhang Yao couldn't help but slightly shake her head: "Fortunately, Brother Ruan wasn't serious about taking action..."

  As the sound of the swallow's song faded away, Zhang Yao said: "After hearing this, Shifu Jie and that big brother should come over to meet up. Shall we just wait here?"

  Yanzhao Ge didn't answer, instead his gaze shifted in another direction.

  "Zhang Yao curiously asked: 'Yan Shixiong, what's wrong?'"

  Yanzhao Song smiled: "There are still others on the island."

  Just now when I was singing a long and mournful song, I clearly felt that there were martial artists with aura fluctuations in the distance.

  Then the other party began to move closer in this direction, without any intention of concealing their tracks.

  As they drew closer and closer, Yan Zhao Ge carefully sensed and distinguished, but discovered that the other party's martial arts path was neither Ah Hu nor Xie You Chan.

  Later on, even Zhang Yao could sense each other's presence, and a heavy footsteps echoed in his ears.

  Every step he takes, the earth seems to vibrate slightly, as if a towering mountain is walking.

  "The vast and mysterious mountain warrior, the first heavenly and later earthly master." Yan Zhao's song already had a few numbers in his heart, and the next moment he saw a tall figure walking out of the distant bamboo forest.

  The man was about thirty years old, with a faintly gleaming bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and it turned out to be Liu Shengfeng, the core direct disciple of Cang Mang Mountain.

  Yanzhao Song's gaze went out and saw that Liu Shengfeng was holding onto someone's leg, dragging the person backwards on the ground as he walked.

  The person caught by Liu Shengfeng was clearly the middle-aged martial artist who had just launched a surprise attack on Shan Pi with an explosive spirit arrow.

  All that can be seen is that the middle-aged martial artist has one leg grabbed by Liu Shengfeng, and the other leg is suddenly severed at the knee, with blood flowing like a faucet, dragging out a long trail of blood on the ground, soaking the fallen bamboo leaves.

  Liu Shengfeng's other hand, however, grasped the middle-aged martial artist's longbow.

  He let go of the middle-aged martial artist's leg, and apart from his broken leg, he had multiple severe injuries elsewhere. He looked as if all the bones in his body were broken.

  The middle-aged warrior was on his last breath, but at this moment he finally escaped, wanting to struggle, and Liu Shengfeng, who had been a nightmare for him, squatted down.

  Liu Shengfeng raised his head and smiled at Yan Zhao Ge and Zhang Yao, the bowstring of the longbow in his hand was tied around the middle-aged martial artist's neck.

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