BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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Since most body refining techniques required either the gold attribute, or the earth attribute and its variants, the Dan Clan’s group didn’t harbor much suspicion.

After a brief moment of thought, Dan Xuan spoke, ”Since Brother Lin Feng needs magic cores for his Dou Techniques, it just so happens my Dan Clan has a few gold attribute ones.

Tomorrow morning Chen’er will be heading to the Small Pill Tower anyway, so I’ll have her bring them along for you. After all, tomorrow’s Small Pill Tower assessment is just to refine a mid-grade seventh-tier pill. With Brother Lin Feng’s strength, you’ll pass with ease.”

After all, he had faced Lin Feng directly in a previous assessment and knew how powerful Lin Feng’s soul strength was. And normally, an alchemist’s refining ability was closely tied to the strength of his soul.

So once one knew Lin Feng’s soul power, there was no reason to doubt his alchemy. At the side, Dan Chen’s pink lips parted slightly when she heard her brother say this, but in the end she didn’t say anything and simply continued walking quietly.

As for the two old men behind the Dan siblings, they likewise remained silent. After all, Lin Feng was already a Half-step Dou Zun expert and a peak seventh-tier alchemist at such a young age. Offering up a few things to win favor with him was well worth it.

”This is indeed something I need, then I won’t stand on ceremony. In the future, if anything arises that I can help with, Brother Dan Xuan only needs to speak.”

Lin Feng cupped his hands slightly, his expression turning solemn as he gave his word.

As for Dan Xuan knowing about the Small Pill Tower’s assessment, Lin Feng wasn’t surprised. After all, within the Dan Clan there was more than one person serving in the Small Pill Tower. Knowing about the assessments was perfectly normal.

Hearing Lin Feng’s promise, Dan Xuan’s smile grew broader. In his view, spending a few Rank 8 magic cores to secure the favor of someone who would one day at least reach six-colored eighth-tier alchemist level was an extremely profitable trade.

While Lin Feng and the Dan Clan walked along chatting, on the other side, Xiao Yan was traveling toward the Xing Yun Pavilion with a stern face, escorted by two high-level Dou Zong.

Since Lin Feng was still inside the Pill Tower, Xiao Yan held little hope for help from the Three Leaders. At most, the Three Leaders might give him some convenience in dealing with Lin Feng.

But to take action directly on his behalf—that was impossible. So he could only seek out Feng Zun Zhe to discuss countermeasures. Just as he was deep in thought, a terrifying spatial fluctuation suddenly swept in at frightening speed.

”Bang!”

In the next instant, the two escorts at his side were instantly twisted into blood mist by that spatial ripple.

Then, in just a blink, an invisible barrier sealed the surrounding space, concealing everything so passing pedestrians wouldn’t notice anything unusual.

”Who’s there!”

The sudden ambush made Xiao Yan’s pupils shrink violently. His gaze snapped toward the direction that felt wrong, his voice trembling with shock.

”No wonder you’re the disciple that old Yao Chen values, your senses aren’t bad.”

As Xiao Yan’s voice fell, a faint ripple stirred in the patch of void he was staring at.

A figure wrapped entirely in a black robe slowly emerged from the twisted space.

”Dou Zun!”

Seeing the uninvited guest appear in such a way, Xiao Yan’s eyes flickered with agitation.For someone to appear so silently, the strength must be terrifying.

Right now, his Dou Qi level was already at the peak of Two-Star Dou Zong. With the fusion of his Heavenly Flames and several high-level Dou Techniques, his combat strength was comparable to a Five-Star Dou Zong.

But before a Dou Zun, he still had no real power to resist. And yet, from the aura emanating from this black-robed man, Xiao Yan caught a faint trace of familiarity.

”Hall of Souls?!”

After a brief daze, Xiao Yan’s tone turned icy as he stared coldly at the man.

”Hehe, the scouts said not only do you have multiple Heavenly Flames, but even Yao Chen’s Bone Chilling Flame seems to be in your possession. So, this old man came to borrow it for a while.”

Having his identity guessed didn’t fluster the black-robed figure in the slightest. Instead, he chuckled lightly. As his voice fell, an invisible pressure spread out over the surrounding space!

Xiao Yan, standing at a distance, instantly felt a strange, yet terrifyingly real, pressure slam into him. His straightened body suddenly buckled at the knees, nearly dropping him to the ground. This invisible pressure didn’t come from Dou Qi—it came from deep within his soul!

At the same time, Xiao Yan’s cold, stern face flushed red from the suffocating oppression.

”A Spirit Realm soul?!”

Xiao Yan raised his head with difficulty, teeth clenched as he forced the words out.

”Hehe, it’s only Spirit Realm now, but once I take your Fallen Heart Flame, I might just break through to Heaven Realm soul.”

The black-robed man smiled faintly, his eyes glowing with ghostly light as he stared at Xiao Yan with scorching heat. ”I know you can devour more than one Heavenly Flame, and the reason I’ve come here isn’t to drag you back to the Hall of Souls—that’s someone else’s job. My true goal… is the technique you cultivate!”

”That technique that allows multiple Heavenly Flames to fuse together perfectly!”

As he spoke, his voice trembled uncontrollably with obsession.

Of course, Lin Feng had no idea this was happening. Otherwise, seeing this black-robed man wasting so much time talking, Lin Feng would have already rushed forward to kick him flying, then immediately finished Xiao Yan off.

After all, if your strength was already enough to crush the opponent, why waste time instead of killing him outright?

Had this guy never heard of the saying, ”Villains die from talking too much”?

But unfortunately, Lin Feng was still leisurely wandering the streets within the Pill Region. Feeling those scorching eyes beneath the black hood, Xiao Yan’s heart surged with an uncontrollable killing intent.

The Flame Mantra was his greatest secret. Anyone who dared to covet it—he would kill without hesitation!

”I just left Holy Pill City, and the Hall of Souls already caught up… looks like your intelligence network really is impressive.”

Xiao Yan sneered coldly, trying to pry information about this black-robed man’s identity.

After all, the fact that this man knew about the Flame Mantra alone was enough reason for Xiao Yan to risk everything to kill him. But before that, he needed to know exactly who the enemy was, so he could silence him forever.

”Trying to dig information out of me? At death’s door and still playing these tricks… as expected of Yao Chen’s disciple.”

The black-robed man tilted his head slightly, revealing a pale chin as his voice dripped with hatred. ”That strange technique was originally mine. But later, that shameless Yao Chen used underhanded tricks to steal it from me. Now, I’m only here to reclaim what was mine to begin with.”

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