Savior!

This was Mr. Yao's ultimate move, his trump card. Unless it was a critical moment, he would never use it.

Though it was a high-grade Yellow Tier skill, its power was immense. Its only drawback was that it took too long to execute and could easily be interrupted. Yet Ning Luo stood where he was, allowing him to unleash his ultimate move with ease.

A sinister smile appeared on his face as he stared coldly at Ning Luo. "It's over. Die!"

As he spoke, a massive whirlwind condensed into sword qi and slashed toward Ning Luo.

Ning Luo stood still, utterly fearless.

He calmly watched the incoming sword qi and murmured, "I haven't used this combat skill before, but it should be quite suitable now."

With that, he formed hand seals with both hands.

The longsword in his hand shot forward in an instant.

Clear Wind Bright Moon Sword.

One sword carried the clear wind; one sword invited the bright moon.

In an instant, countless strands of sword intent converged into a single moment, slashing forth like a clear wind and bright moon.

Boom! With a deafening crash, pale white sword qi surged continuously toward Mr. Yao.

Ssh—

A loud bang rang out.

The sword intent pierced straight through Mr. Yao's shoulder, instantly punching a bloody hole through it.

Mr. Yao was greatly alarmed.

He stared at Ning Luo in disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

"How could you possibly hurt me?"

Mr. Yao was, after all, an Eight-Star Dou Practitioner, one star above Ning Luo. His strength was still considerable, and despite taking Ning Luo's attack, he had not died.

At that moment, Mr. Yao was utterly shocked. Even his ultimate move had been useless? His face turned livid as he shouted, "Men, attack together and kill him!"

At this moment, he ordered his guards to surround and attack Ning Luo.

Xiao Yi Xian immediately shouted, "Ning Luo can refine Qingfeng Powder! If he dies, how will you survive? Are you really just going to stand by and watch?"

The crowd immediately erupted in anger. They rushed forward and fought the guards.

Even though those guards were Dou Zhe, they were no match for so many townspeople and were quickly subdued on the ground.

At that moment, Ning Luo looked coldly at Mr. Yao. "What other tricks do you have?"

Mr. Yao had reached the end of the road and had no options left.

Plop—

He dropped to his knees before Ning Luo and kowtowed. "Please, spare my life! Please!"

Ning Luo's gaze was icy as he looked at him. "Do you think begging for mercy now will do any good? Die!"

As he spoke, the longsword in his hand slashed down in an instant.

Boom! With a deafening crash, a streak of purple sword intent descended directly from the sky.

The powerful sword intent instantly struck Mr. Yao.

Boom! After another deafening explosion—

Mr. Yao exploded outright, reduced to ashes!

Everyone was utterly stunned.

The entire area seemed to have frozen solid.

An Eight-Star Dou Practitioner had faced a young man of only fourteen or fifteen, yet in the end, he had been directly killed by that young man!

"This little brother killed Mr. Yao!"

"Little brother, you're our great benefactor!"

"Thank you! Thank you for saving us!"

"You're our savior!"

The entire crowd instantly erupted, cheering and rallying around him.

They shouted loudly, "Savior!"

"Savior!"

Their voices resounded through heaven and earth, making all of Qingshan Town tremble.

Only after a long time did the commotion finally settle.

Xiao Yi Xian looked at Ning Luo excitedly. He had not been injured; he had survived.

She had been worried about Ning Luo all along, but now she could finally put her mind at ease.

At that moment, she looked at Ning Luo excitedly.

She hurriedly ran toward him and threw herself into his arms.

Two soft mounds pressed against Ning Luo's chest.

It directly left Ning Luo dumbfounded.

"That's wonderful! It's so wonderful that you're all right!" Xiao Yi Xian said as she hugged Ning Luo.

Held tightly in Xiao Yi Xian's embrace, Ning Luo said faintly, "Not bad development."

Xiao Yi Xian's face instantly turned bright red. She immediately released Ning Luo and said resentfully, "You stinking pervert!"

With Mr. Yao dead, the guards of Myriad Medicine Pavilion were left leaderless. But they had merely been paid to work for him, so Ning Luo did not make things difficult for them.

Ning Luo entered Myriad Medicine Pavilion and distributed all the antidotes Mr. Yao had refined earlier to the villagers of Qingshan Town. The villagers were deeply grateful and all believed that Ning Luo was their savior, sent by heaven to rescue them.

With Mr. Yao dead, Myriad Medicine Pavilion became Ning Luo's.

He found many medicinal ingredients in Myriad Medicine Pavilion and began practicing pill refinement there.

He refined plenty of Qingfeng Powder for the villagers.

The profession of an Alchemist was not as simple as it seemed. Trying to master it without a teacher was far more difficult.

The reason Xiao Yan had achieved so much was not because he possessed extraordinary talent, but because he had a good teacher.

But Ning Luo relied mostly on himself when refining medicine.

Ning Luo had gained so many Sign-in Opportunities from Xiao Yi Xian, and he still had many from before that he had not used.

So Ning Luo prepared to sign in a round.

"Sign in."

Ding! Congratulations, Host, on successfully signing in and obtaining the Heaven Tier Combat Skill, Star Grasping Hand!

Ding! Congratulations, Host, on successfully signing in and obtaining the Earth Tier Combat Skill, Crimson Flame Splendor!

Ding! Congratulations, Host, on successfully signing in and obtaining the Earth Tier Combat Skill, Thunderous Might!