Killing Han Feng, Seizing the Sea Heart Flame

Han Feng was still in Maple City and had yet to form the so-called Black Alliance. However, with his status as an alchemist and the strength of a Peak Dou Huang, he remained the unquestioned ruler of Maple City.

Maple City was usually bustling. Aside from Han Feng's protection, countless people from across the Black-Corner Region came here seeking medicine from him.

This was also what made an alchemist so terrifying.

Today, Han Feng arrived at his Alchemy Room early in the morning as usual.

"Who came to ask me to refine pills yesterday? What kinds of pills did they want? And what prices did they offer?"

The moment Han Feng arrived, he questioned the manager who usually oversaw the Alchemy Room.

"Reporting to the Medicine Emperor, twenty-seven people came seeking pills yesterday. Most requested Fifth Grade Pills, while only three required Sixth Grade Pills. The pill seekers have already prepared all the necessary materials. They are simply waiting for Your Excellency to refine them, and this lowly one can deliver them in a few days."

The manager answered Han Feng's questions fluently, without the slightest hesitation.

After all, he was an old hand who had managed the Alchemy Room for several years. The former managers generally did not last long, for a very simple reason: insatiable greed. They secretly concealed and falsified reports to swindle Han Feng out of pills.

But all those people were already dead.

This manager, however, had never done such things, so Han Feng trusted him fairly well.

This alone showed Han Feng's standing throughout the Black-Corner Region.

"Today, I am refining a Seventh Grade Pill to send to the Gold and Silver Elders. Do not allow anyone else to disturb me."

As soon as Han Feng's words reached the manager's ears, he hurriedly acknowledged them.

"This lowly one will certainly not allow anyone to disturb the Medicine Emperor's pill refinement."

Seeing the manager respond this way, Han Feng said nothing more. He walked directly into the Alchemy Room, took out the medicinal ingredients he had prepared beforehand from his Na Ring, and began refining the pill.

Those damn Gold and Silver Elders. Aren't they just relying on their Dou Zong cultivation? Once I, Han Feng, become a Dou Zong as well, let's see whether you can still make me refine pills for you!

Han Feng felt deeply dissatisfied. Though he appeared infinitely glamorous after coming to the Black-Corner Region, known by all as the Medicine Emperor, he was not truly capable of protecting himself completely. He could only rely on the protection of Dou Zongs like the Gold and Silver Elders in the Black-Corner Region.

A powerful dragon could not suppress a local snake. Besides, although Han Feng's alchemy skills were not weak, he was only a Dou Huang. How could he possibly afford to disregard everything entirely?

Though Han Feng grumbled and cursed, his hands did not stop working. The Gold and Silver Elders would come to collect this Seventh Grade Pill in a few days. If he failed to produce it then, the matter would not end well.

Han Feng began refining the pill in earnest. Meanwhile, Ao Qing had already arrived in Maple City!

"Maple City does seem somewhat different from other places in the Black-Corner Region. It carries less of an air of slaughter. It must be said that a strong expert's protection does have some effect on a place."

As Ao Qing walked, he observed the current state of Maple City.

Street stalls were everywhere, selling all kinds of interesting items. Some of them were things Ao Qing had never seen before, and his interest rose considerably.

After passing through the streets of Maple City, he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

Looking at the magnificent palace before him, Ao Qing felt a thousand emotions. Those with great strength could enjoy endless resources, while the weak could not even manage to stay alive.

Ao Qing did not linger. He directly released his Heaven Realm Soul Power and searched for Han Feng's location.

Before long, Ao Qing discovered Han Feng's hiding place.

With a flash, Ao Qing arrived outside Han Feng's Alchemy Room.

The moment Ao Qing appeared, the manager guarding the place could no longer hold back.

"Didn't we already say that the Medicine Emperor isn't accepting any pill-refining requests today? Why did you still come all the way here? Get out! Get out! This is not a place you can come to! If the Medicine Emperor blames us, neither of us will escape the consequences!"

The manager looked at Ao Qing, his mood sour to the extreme. He had worked diligently in this position without making any mistakes. If this fellow angered the Medicine Emperor, he would truly be out of luck.

Ao Qing quietly watched as the manager kept talking without pause. He remained unmoved, instead turning his gaze toward Han Feng, who was refining pills inside the room!

Seeing that Ao Qing ignored his warnings, the manager became somewhat anxious. His Dou Ling strength erupted instantly as he clenched his fists and charged toward Ao Qing, intending to forcibly drive him away.

But reality was often not as beautiful as imagined. Before he could even approach Ao Qing, the manager felt a sudden tightness in his chest. He was then sent flying, crashing to the ground and coughing up blood. He did not even have the strength to get back up.

In an instant, the manager fainted dead away.

Ao Qing had not dealt a killing blow. Although the manager had been disrespectful, he had held no intent to kill and merely wanted to drive him away. Ao Qing was not some homicidal maniac; there was no need to argue with an ant like this.

Han Feng was currently refining the pill with intense focus and had not noticed the commotion outside at all.

But with a creak from the Alchemy Room door, Ao Qing pushed open the doors to the Alchemy Room.

Hearing the sound, Han Feng did not think much of it and shouted sternly, "Didn't I say not to disturb me today? You've been with me for so long—how can you still be so thoughtless?"

Han Feng thought that once he finished speaking, the manager of the Alchemy Room would obediently apologize and leave.

Yet after a moment, there was no response at all.

"You are Han Feng, the number one alchemist in the Black-Corner Region? I heard that Your Excellency possesses a Heavenly Flame called the Sea Heart Flame. This flame is somewhat useful to me. I wonder if Your Excellency would be willing to part with it and give it to me?"

As soon as Ao Qing finished speaking, Han Feng realized that the person who had entered was not his Alchemy Room manager, but someone who had come to seize his Heavenly Flame!

Han Feng stopped refining the pill, turned around, and silently scrutinized Ao Qing.

Seeing Ao Qing rein in his aura, making it impossible to discern his actual cultivation level, Han Feng did not choose to attack immediately.

"Since you know that I am the foremost alchemist in the Black-Corner Region, then you should know that I, Han Feng, am not someone to be trifled with. You want my strange fire—but can Your Excellency withstand my wrath?"

Ao Qing could not help but laugh when he saw Han Feng actually trying to threaten him with his status as an alchemist.

"Enough talk. I'm taking the Sea Heart Flame, and your life as well!"

Seeing that Ao Qing was not intimidated, Han Feng had no choice but to fight. The strength of a Peak Dou Huang erupted, reducing the entire Alchemy Room to splinters of wood.

Han Feng decided to strike first, launching a Strange Fire Palm straight at Ao Qing.

Ao Qing merely gave a light wave of his hand. Han Feng instantly felt terrible, as though he had been struck by a train, and collapsed limply to the ground.

"With your little bit of strength, you dare try to fight me? You truly don't know your own limits!"

With that, Ao Qing crushed Han Feng's body with a dragon claw and directly tore the strange fire from within him.

He also extracted Han Feng's soul. It might prove useful if kept for later.

After taking Han Feng's Na Ring, Ao Qing left the place.

Thus, Han Feng, a generation's Medicine Emperor, met a hasty end. Before a true powerhouse, he had not even the ability to resist.

On the way back to Jia Nan Academy, Ao Qing placed Han Feng's soul into a small bottle before tossing it into his Na Ring.

After looking through Han Feng's collection, Ao Qing had to admit that Han Feng did have some good things.

Among them was even a pill Ao Qing would need in the future when taking the Xiao Clan's Ancient Jade.

Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill: If someone consumed this Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill, then when they were gravely injured or on the brink of death in the future, if luck was on their side, this item could grant them the chance to rise anew after destruction.

So-called rising anew after destruction meant breaking through one's previous limitations and undergoing a transformation. Whether it was the body, soul, or even Dou Qi, all of it could rise to a higher level!

Wasn't it practically tailor-made for Xiao Yan? Still, being able to exchange a Seventh Grade Pill for the Xiao Clan's Ancient Jade did not seem like a loss to Ao Qing.

Not long after Ao Qing left, the severely wounded steward woke up. He hurried into the Alchemy Room to investigate, only to discover that his Lord Medicine Emperor was dead beyond death.

Very soon, news of Han Feng's death spread throughout Maple City. Many people who had previously wanted Han Feng to refine pills for them emerged one after another, intending to reclaim what they had paid.

Everyone was eager to kick a man while he was down. Before long, the entire City Lord's Mansion had been stripped clean.

Naturally, Ao Qing could not possibly know any of this. Even if he did, he would not have cared.

When cultivating, how could people not die?

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