BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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”Holy crap, you actually ate it!”

Even Lin Feng couldn’t help blurting out in shock when he saw the scene.

Hic— ”The medicine energy in that pill was too dense, I couldn’t stop myself… I’m stuffed.”

As Zi Yan spoke, her originally petite frame suddenly swelled, turning into the figure of a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old.

”I can’t… I have to sleep and digest the energy…”

Before she could finish, the little lass had already fallen fast asleep.

”Sigh, this greedy little foodie.”

Shaking his head, Lin Feng scooped up Zi Yan—who was about to slip to the floor—and gently laid her on his own bed.

After finishing all that, he finally left the room and went back to refining pills.

Arriving at the alchemy room, Lin Feng took out the battered bronze scroll he’d obtained about a year ago from the Amethyst Winged Lion King.

This thing had only resurfaced in his memory when he was selecting auction items before the auction began.

After several tries—just as he’d thought back then—even a Dou Wang‑level strength couldn’t pry it open.

Naturally, he’d had Zi Yan try it too, but she didn’t have any solution either.

The little girl had jumped up and down in anger at the time.

But after repeated attempts, even Zi Yan conceded defeat and gave up on opening it.

”Maybe I should try burning it with Beast Flame?”

He rotated the scroll a few times, thinking to himself.

”Forget it. If it gets scorched and whatever’s inside is ruined, that’d be a huge loss. A powerhouse at least High‑Rank Dou Zong deliberately fashioned this thing—the contents must be extremely precious. Better not fool around.”

Putting the bronze scroll away, Lin Feng pondered for a moment and decided to finish refining the pills for those Jia Nan Academy students first.

When they were done, he’d have Zi Yan drop them off on her way out.

Because he had refined Supreme King Pills many times before, the process now went fairly smoothly.

After everything was completed, Lin Feng tallied the failure rate and found it was only about fifty percent.

”Looks like at this pace, I’ll become a peak fifth-tier alchemist within three months at most.”

Gazing at the jade bottles before him, Lin Feng murmured with a hint of delight on his face.

He then paused pill‑refining and began inspecting the spatial ring Zi Yan had given him.

Holding it lightly, his soul perception flowed from his brow down his arm and into the ring.

The space inside instantly unfolded within his senses.

Before long, Lin Feng had rummaged through every item.

Aside from that Earth Class Dou Technique ”Bone‑Crushing Nether Claw,” what interested him most was a Low-Grade Earth Class cultivation method titled ”Blood‑Draining Ascension Art.”

This must have been the method cultivated by Fan Lao and his son.

”Didn’t expect Zi Yan to give me such a nice surprise.”

With that thought, Lin Feng took out the blood‑red scroll and spread it open for a look.

After reading its introduction, he learned that when one cultivated this art and simultaneously sucked human blood, a portion of the Dou Qi contained in the blood could be transferred into the cultivator’s own body—thereby rapidly boosting one’s Dou Qi level.

However, the art naturally had its drawbacks.

The transferred Dou Qi carried a faint remnant aura of the previous owner, due to long‑term possession and refinement. This remnant aura mottled the cultivator’s own Dou Qi, and the art couldn’t purge it.

Moreover, because the energy was forcibly taken, it would never be as condensed as Dou Qi gained through normal cultivation.

Thus, anyone practicing this art would find their Dou Qi somewhat hollow, making it extremely hard to defeat opponents of the same rank.

”Although this art doesn’t suit me, giving it to subordinates could quickly raise their Dou Qi ranks—still a decent option.”

Smiling, he put the blood‑red scroll away and grouped it with the other blood‑attribute battle skills and cultivation methods inside.

As for things like gold coins, Lin Feng didn’t bother taking another look. After pocketing the ring, he resumed pill‑refining.

”Hehe, that Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill truly deserves to be a seventh-tier pill—it actually boosted me to Eight‑Star Dou Wang!”

After Lin Feng had been refining pills for half a month, Zi Yan finally awoke and hurried to the alchemy room to find him.

Lin Feng ignored her, focusing all his attention on the pills inside the blue‑black cauldron before him.

After a while, Lin Feng fished the pills out, slid them into a jade bottle, and tucked it into his spatial ring.

Only after finishing this did he finally turn his head toward Zi Yan—who had shrunk back to looking twelve or thirteen—and smile.

”Too bad that pill’s quality wasn’t great; otherwise you’d likely be at least Nine‑Star Dou Wang by now.”

”Meh, it was free anyway,” she replied, waving a hand with a satisfied grin.

Suddenly something seemed to occur to her. She brightened, looked at him, and said, ”I’ve got something good for you—open up.”

”What is it?”

Lin Feng was baffled, but he still opened his mouth.

Swish—

Zi Yan promptly slipped a finger into his slightly opened mouth.

”Mmff—”

Lin Feng was about to push her hand away when he sensed a faint yet distinct energy sliding down his throat and into his body.

The instant that energy entered him, it turned into a thin stream that merged seamlessly with his own power.

Then—as if tugged by some invisible thread—Lin Feng involuntarily opened his mouth wide.

A strange sound wave, one that made even the soul quiver, burst from his throat!

”ROAR!”

The roar, carrying peculiar ripples, echoed again and again inside the alchemy room before it gradually faded.

But the moment it ended, Lin Feng felt stabs of pain radiate from his throat.

Clutching his neck, he coughed for a while before the discomfort eased.

”That energy came from the pill I was refining,” Zi Yan explained casually, wiping her finger on her clothes. ”It seems to be connected to my true body, so I could control it and pass it to you. Maybe it’ll help somehow.”

By now Lin Feng had recovered enough to realize what it was: dragon qi hidden within the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill.

That pill’s recipe called for the magic cores of two dragon‑type magic beasts that had died no more than seven days earlier. Because the beasts hadn’t been dead long, traces of dragon qi lingering in the cores must have fused into the pill during refinement.

Therefore, whoever consumed the pill might gain a wisp of dragon qi.

Since Zi Yan’s true form was an Ancient Void Dragon, it wasn’t surprising she could sense—and manipulate—the dragon qi.

”What you just gave me is actually pretty handy,” Lin Feng admitted, rubbing his throat. ”It seems to have a suppressive effect on souls. Unfortunately, I don’t have any sonic‑type Dou Techniques right now, so I can’t draw out its full power.”

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