Ji Yuan, dressed in a blue robe, stood on the street with a blank expression and said, "Return the Alchemist, allocate half of the remaining herbs to me, and compensate me with 1000 Middle Grade Spirit Stones, and we'll call it even."
Huang Rucheng laughed as if he'd heard a joke:
"Junior Brother Wu You, this is the Alchemy Square, not your Wuyou Island. Saying such big words here is meaningless to anyone listening."
Ji Yuan frowned slightly, took a step forward, releasing the aura of a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, immediately putting some pressure on Huang Rucheng, "I'll ask you one last time: can we talk or not."
Though Huang Rucheng felt a little intimidated, he also took a step forward, and the aura of a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator emanated from him as well.
"Junior Brother Wu You, it's good to have youthful vigor, but you must recognize the occasion. Your brothers in the sect may give you face, but I will not."
Ji Yuan shook his head.
