Pitiful Feng Qing'er
"He's so pitiful."
At this moment, the Little Fairy Doctor walked out of the Space Passage and stood beside Xiao Yan. Wind Venerable was a Four-Star Dou Zun, and only the Little Fairy Doctor could defeat him, so she had been secretly on guard.
However, it was clear that Xiao Yan had been overthinking things; Medicine Venerable hadn't misjudged this time.
The Little Fairy Doctor slowly picked up the Bone Flame Ring on the table. Speaking of which, she also owed a debt to the former owner of this Storage Ring; the Little Fairy Doctor's Poison Pill Method was left behind by Medicine Venerable.
Xiao Yan took the ring from the Little Fairy Doctor, shook his head, and sighed, "Alas, true friends are hard to find. Outsiders can hardly understand the feeling of losing a close friend."
There was no way around it. Not to mention Xiao Yan, even Hun Xuzi, who claimed to be the number one Alchemist in the Dou Qi Continent, couldn't do anything about it.
Xiao Yan had once asked Hun Xuzi whether the dissipated Soul Body in the Bone Flame Ring could be restored using the Soul Palace's methods, and Hun Xuzi's answer was affirmative.
Even a Ninth Grade Golden Pill couldn't revive a completely dissipated Soul Body.
"Perhaps, in another world, such tragedies wouldn't happen," Xiao Yan said with a strange sigh. Maybe in another alternate space-time, there would be a different outcome.
Pushing aside his thoughts, Xiao Yan glanced at the Little Fairy Doctor beside him. Sensing Xiao Yan's gaze, the Little Fairy Doctor asked somewhat unnaturally, "Why are you looking at me?"
Xiao Yan suddenly smiled and said, "I've troubled you again."
The Little Fairy Doctor's eyes showed a hint of reproach, "I don't find it troublesome. It's nice to occasionally come out of the Small Mountain Valley and see the outside world."
Xiao Yan stretched and took out the Scroll of the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body from his Storage Ring. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled, "Now that things are settled, it's time to cultivate this Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body."
Xiao Yan's Soul Power stirred slightly, and before long, a knock came from the door.
"Come in."
With a creak, Feng Qing'er pushed the door open, her face somewhat unnatural. Xiao Yan could directly transmit thoughts to her mind through Soul connection! Wouldn't that mean her thoughts could be spied on by Xiao Yan!
Before Feng Qing'er could recover, the Scroll of the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body was thrown to her by Xiao Yan.
"Open it."
Feng Qing'er was stunned, but she quickly understood that Xiao Yan was afraid that Thunder Venerable had tampered with the Scroll and wanted her to be a scapegoat! Now, Feng Qing'er only hoped that Thunder Venerable wouldn't be too clever for his own good, or he would kill her! Feng Qing'er nervously opened the Scroll and quickly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Thunder Venerable was smart this time and didn't do anything extra.
Xiao Yan said indifferently, "See if there's anything wrong with the cultivation method."
Feng Qing'er pouted and helplessly began to read the cultivation method, comparing it with the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body she knew.
Soon, Feng Qing'er looked at Xiao Yan, shook her head, and said, "No, this is the same as the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body cultivation method I know."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded secretly. It seemed that Thunder Venerable was a sensible person and hadn't tampered with the cultivation method.
Feng Qing'er frowned, pondered for a moment, and finally gave up struggling, saying directly, "However..."
"However?" Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed, and he gently exerted his Soul Power.
Feng Qing'er felt as if her Soul was being bound, with a sense of oppression. She knew that Xiao Yan was warning her.
Feng Qing'er rolled her eyes at Xiao Yan helplessly. Wasn't she just about to say it? She sighed, "However, cultivating the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body not only requires cultivating the Three Thousand Lightning Movement to the Perfect Realm, but also requires Heavenly Lightning Soul Tempering."
"The reason for cultivating the Three Thousand Lightning Movement to perfection is because cultivating the Three Thousand Lightning Movement requires Lightning Body Tempering. After Lightning Body Tempering, it's easier to succeed with Heavenly Lightning Soul Tempering."
Xiao Yan nodded secretly. Back then, he had also obtained a bit of Lightning Power while cultivating the Three Thousand Lightning Movement, and with the special nature of the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Flame, he was able to cultivate it successfully.
"Cultivating the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body requires a wisp of Soul to enter the Lightning Illusion Body. If the Soul hasn't undergone Heavenly Lightning Soul Tempering, it will be blasted to pieces by the Lightning Illusion Body and unable to control it. Ordinary Wind and Thunder Pavilion disciples will introduce Heavenly Lightning to strike their Souls at the peak of Thunder Mountain, allowing their Souls to absorb weak Heavenly Lightning Power. However, Heavenly Lightning Soul Tempering is very dangerous. A slight carelessness can lead to Soul destruction. Only one in a hundred disciples can successfully enter the sect each year," Feng Qing'er said, while paying attention to Xiao Yan's expression. She now had a phobia of Xiao Yan.
"Did you also temper your Soul like this when you cultivated the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body?" Xiao Yan asked.
To Xiao Yan's surprise, Feng Qing'er shook her head and said, "I didn't undergo Heavenly Lightning Soul Tempering because I was born with the Wind and Thunder Body, and my Soul has Lightning Power. That's why I came out of my clan and entered this Wind and Thunder Pavilion, because this Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body is very suitable for me to cultivate."
If Feng Qing'er had another chance, she would definitely stay at home and not come out!
Xiao Yan stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and glanced at Feng Qing'er. This glance made Feng Qing'er's Soul tremble.
"Come here, open up your Soul Body," Xiao Yan said with a smile, beckoning to Feng Qing'er.
"You! What do you want to do to me again!" Feng Qing'er was so frightened that she took two steps back, tightly clutching her collar with her right hand, her face extremely terrified, pale, and even with a trace of tears in her beautiful eyes.
The Little Fairy Doctor looked at Xiao Yan, as if asking: What did you do to her? Why is she so scared?
"Cough cough." Xiao Yan coughed heavily twice and said, "I just want to test and see how big the difference is between the Lightning Power in your Soul Body and mine."
What's going on? Don't slander my innocence! I didn't do anything, just gave her an Asura Soul Pill. Xiao Yan could swear to the heavens that he and this Feng Qing'er were innocent!
Hearing that Xiao Yan only wanted to test, Feng Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, but remained very vigilant, slowly approaching Xiao Yan step by step.
Her originally noble and exquisite face was filled with fear.
Xiao Yan raised his hand, and a wisp of silver flame appeared on his fingertip, with a faint ray of lightning on the flame, like a silver dragon soaring.
The Nine Dragons Thunder Flame possessed the power to shake the Soul, and it was also a Strange Flame with both thunder and fire attributes. Xiao Yan, who had refined the Nine Dragons Thunder Flame, possessed lightning power in his Soul, which could also enhance his Soul. This was a perfect fit with the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body.
However, Xiao Yan was not sure whether the lightning power brought by the Nine Dragons Thunder Flame was enough to cultivate the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body. If not, Xiao Yan would need to refine Pills to improve it.
To attract Heavenly Lightning? Only an idiot would do that. He was a dignified Rank 8 Alchemist; using Pills and Strange Flames would suffice.
With a sizzle, Xiao Yan manipulated the Nine Dragons Thunder Flame to directly bombard Feng Qing'er's Soul. With a thud, Feng Qing'er's face contorted in pain, and she staggered back two steps. She felt as if her Soul had been bombarded by Heavenly Lightning, experiencing a burst of severe pain.
"Hmm? My Nine Dragons Thunder Flame should be able to knock out a Rank 6 Alchemist's Soul, right? This Feng Qing'er only feels discomfort?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly. Did cultivating the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body require such strong lightning resistance? Xiao Yan frowned, and the Nine Dragons Thunder Flame transformed into two Silver Dragons, strengthening the lightning power.
Feeling Xiao Yan's heavier attack, Feng Qing'er's expression became even more painful, enduring it with gritted teeth.
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, looking at Feng Qing'er, who was persevering, with some interest, increasing it to three, then four Lightning Dragons.
Just as Xiao Yan was about to increase it to five Lightning Dragons, the Little Fairy Doctor coughed softly beside him and said, "Xiao Yan."
"Cough cough." Xiao Yan's body shook, and he instantly withdrew all the Nine Dragons Thunder Flame. He was definitely not doing it because he found it fun, but simply wanted to know how much Nine Dragons Thunder Flame Feng Qing'er's Soul Body could withstand.
After Xiao Yan withdrew the Nine Dragons Thunder Flame, Feng Qing'er gasped for breath. She thought her Soul was about to be destroyed. The power of that lightning was much stronger than Lei Tian's Heavenly Lightning.
"Are you okay?" The Little Fairy Doctor brought a chair and helped the kneeling and panting Feng Qing'er up, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.
Feng Qing'er looked up and saw the kind-hearted and elegant Little Fairy Doctor. Even she was momentarily infected by the Little Fairy Doctor's gentle breeze-like temperament.
"I'm fine." Feng Qing'er didn't understand why there was such a gentle woman beside the demon-like Xiao Yan. The contrast was too stark!
Was this what they called contrast? Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan awkwardly touched his nose and said, "Feng Qing'er, don't think of me too badly. Haven't you noticed that your Soul Power has become stronger?"
Feng Qing'er looked at Xiao Yan in shock. After Xiao Yan mentioned it, she suddenly realized that if it had been before, she should have already died!
"That Asura Soul Pill is not a poison; it's a proper Pill that can improve your Soul Power realm. If you're talking about levels, it should be able to reach Rank 7 Intermediate-Level," Xiao Yan said with some pride.
That Soul black mist was not poison; it could improve one's Soul Power realm.
This was a Pill that Xiao Yan had improved using the Greater Soul Black-Purple Pill Pill Recipe, fusing the Soul Power of the Asura Soul Severing Technique during Pill Refining. Without considering the Asura Slave Seal, that Pill was a very high-quality Seventh Grade Pill.
Xiao Yan walked to Feng Qing'er's side, retrieved the cultivation Scroll from her hand, patted Feng Qing'er's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, as long as you don't become my enemy, that thing won't have any effect on you. Maybe we won't meet again in the future, then you would have gotten a Seventh Grade Pill from me for nothing. You've made a profit."
Feng Qing'er felt aggrieved, lightly biting her red lips. This was considered a profit? Why don't you try it! Xiao Yan ignored what Feng Qing'er was thinking. In the Dou Qi Continent, a world where the strong are respected and the weak are preyed upon, the fate of losers was very miserable.
If Feng Qing'er couldn't give him information about the Void Ancient Dragon Tribe, this Feng Qing'er would have either become a Pill or had her Soul Body handed over to the Soul Palace.
Xiao Yan did not immediately cultivate the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body but started Pill Refining for Zi Yan. The remaining two days or so were just enough time to refine Pills for Zi Yan.
If there were no accidents, Seventh Grade High-Level Pills were not difficult for Xiao Yan, and he successfully refined them in two days.
After taking the Pills, Zi Yan entered a closed-door state, beginning to refine the medicinal effects. The medicinal power of Pills used for Magical Beasts would be more potent, requiring more energy.
Half a day later, Zi Yan refined the medicinal power, and her strength also increased from the peak of a Three-Star Dou Zong to the level of a Five-Star Dou Zong, surpassing Qing Lin in one fell swoop, becoming the fourth strongest person in the Flame Alliance.
These three days were uneventful, without any accidents. The entire inn was like a forbidden area in Wind and Thunder City.
Not to mention entering the inn, even carriages and pedestrians had to detour.
During these three days, the matter of the Four Directions Pavilion Assembly naturally spread throughout the entire Northern Region. And the most discussed topic was undoubtedly Xiao Yan, this super genius Alchemist.
At the young age of twenty-five, he was already an Rank 8 Alchemist. This news even spread to the Pill Domain.
Even though there were various indications that Heavenly Flame Venerable had taken the Fu Ling Qing Pill, and it was likely refined by Xiao Yan, there were still many voices of doubt.
"Rank 8? How is that possible? It is said that Cao Ying, the enchanting woman of the Cao Family in the Pill Domain, only managed to refine a Pill that attracted two-colored Pill Lightning a few years ago. And that was only after the Cao Family spent an unknown amount of Rank 8 Medicinal Herbs and failed countless times before succeeding once by chance."
"Although the Flame Alliance is also a large force in the Northern Region, it is impossible to spend a large amount of Rank 8 Medicinal Herbs for Xiao Yan to refine Pills. The Flame Alliance does not have that kind of financial resources."
"Moreover, the most difficult thing for an Rank 8 Alchemist is the improvement of Soul Power. Do you know what the Spirit Realm Soul Power is like?"
Naturally, this world did not have cheats and systems, and the improvement of strength also required logic. Especially the improvement of Pill Refining skills, Soul Power, fire control, and Pill Refining experience were indispensable.
Xiao Yan was so young, and the Flame Alliance's strength, compared to other large forces, could only be said to be a young force. Naturally, it made people feel that it was impossible to cultivate an Rank 8 Alchemist.
They believed that the Flame Alliance had spent a large sum of money to hire a certain Rank 8 Alchemist to refine the Fu Ling Qing Pill, which allowed Heavenly Flame Venerable's strength to recover to the peak of a Three-Star Dou Zun.
Most importantly, Xiao Yan had not been certified by the Pill Tower.
An Eighth Grade Alchemist must be certified by the Pill Tower. Upon reaching this level, the Pill Tower not only provides channels for trading medicinal herbs, but also offers protection to prevent Eighth Grade Alchemists from falling victim to the Soul Palace.
The Venerables of the Soul Palace are always targeting Eighth Grade Alchemists.
A Spirit Realm Soul Body, the value of its Soul Point, even makes Flame Venerable envious.
However, regardless of how others question Xiao Yan's Pill Refining skills, no one would question the strength of the Flame Alliance. The Flame Alliance used force to prove that they were enough to rival the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and even took Feng Qing'er as a hostage, swaggering around Wind and Thunder City for three days!
Soon, the third day passed, and Thunder Venerable arrived as promised.
Seeing that the four Pavilion Chiefs from the southeast, northwest, and north had arrived, Xiao Yan, who was sitting on the chair, quickly stood up, cupped his hands, and asked with a smile, "Thunder Venerable is indeed a man of his word, not a day more, not a day less."
Hearing the hidden meaning in Xiao Yan's words, the three Pavilion Chiefs behind Thunder Venerable were grinding their teeth, but seeing Feng Qing'er in the hands of the Flame Alliance, they had no choice but to swallow their anger.
Thunder Venerable took a deep breath. He knew that now was not the time for revenge. If the Wind and Thunder Pavilion went to war with the Flame Alliance, the final result would definitely be a crushing defeat for the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.
Others may question Xiao Yan's Pill Refining skills, but he, who had truly come into contact with Xiao Yan, understood that Xiao Yan was a true Eighth Grade Alchemist!
There was no need to question this! "Hmph!" With a wave of his hand, Thunder Venerable threw out more than a dozen brocade boxes from his Storage Ring, all of which contained Eighth Grade Medicinal Herbs and Magic Cores.
Heavenly Flame Venerable slowly took a step forward, and Space Power steadily caught the brocade boxes, floating them in front of Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan opened them one by one to confirm, and said with a smile, "As expected of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, these are all high-quality Medicinal Herbs."
Xiao Yan couldn't help but wonder if he had asked for too little.
After collecting all the Medicinal Herbs, Xiao Yan walked to Feng Qing'er with a smile. Seeing her dumbfounded expression, he suddenly slapped her on the butt.
!! "You!" Feng Qing'er quickly covered her skirt, her pearly teeth lightly biting her red lips as she stared at Xiao Yan, instantly feeling both ashamed and angry, her cheeks flushed red. When had she ever had her butt slapped by a man!
"Why aren't you leaving? What are you doing here? What, do you really want to stay by my side?" Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh.
Feng Qing'er was angry, but she couldn't do anything about it. With a Three Thousand Lightning Movement, her figure flashed and appeared beside Thunder Venerable, glaring at Xiao Yan angrily.
All she wanted now was to hear the news of Xiao Yan's death one day!
The moment Feng Qing'er returned, the atmosphere in the entire inn lobby instantly became tense. The other three Pavilion Chiefs secretly circulated their Dou Qi.
Now that the hostage was back, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion no longer needed to hold back, and a great battle might break out!
Xiao Yan slowly sat down, leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, gently picked up the teacup and took a sip. He glanced at Thunder Venerable, who was standing still, and asked, "What's wrong, Thunder Venerable? Do you have something else to discuss with me?"
"If you want me to refine Pills for you, that's not a problem. I, Xiao Yan, don't judge people, I only look at money. If you can afford the price, I will refine Pills for you."
"For Feng Qing'er's sake, I can give your Wind and Thunder Pavilion a discount." Xiao Yan grinned, and his white teeth seemed to be shining with golden light for some reason.
At this time, Xiao Yan looked like a profiteer.
If it were normal times, hearing an Eighth Grade Alchemist say this, Thunder Venerable would definitely respond with a smile, but since it was Xiao Yan who said it, he couldn't smile at all.
"Hmph!" Thunder Venerable flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
"Xiao Yan, Central State is vast, with countless experts. This Northern Region is just a small place on the periphery. The identity of an Eighth Grade Alchemist is not enough for you to act recklessly!" Thunder Venerable's threatening voice came from outside the door.
"Thank you for the reminder, Thunder Venerable. Xiao Yan will definitely listen to your teachings. Qing Lin, see the guests out." Xiao Yan waved his hand and said.
Qing Lin nodded lightly, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Everyone, the door is this way."
After Thunder Venerable left the door, a Soul Transmission reached Feng Qing'er's mind. Hearing this, Feng Qing'er's body trembled.
"What's wrong, Qing'er?" Thunder Venerable asked with concern, "Are you injured?"
Feng Qing'er quickly shook her head and said, "I'm fine, they didn't do anything to me."
Thunder Venerable narrowed his eyes and said with concern, "Qing'er, I think it's necessary for you to mention Xiao Yan's matter to the clan. Whether it's him refining the corpses of your clansmen or kidnapping you, these are all acts of great disrespect, even a declaration of war against the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Race."
Hearing this, Feng Qing'er swallowed her saliva, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart, she nodded lightly and said in a low voice, "I... I understand."
Thunder Venerable stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction. Little did he know that Feng Qing'er was not answering him.
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