Eight-star Dou Huang, Yun Yun Arrives

The Monster Mountain Range lacked nothing more than all kinds of Rare Medicinal Materials.

However, many medicinal materials either grew in harsh environments or were guarded by Magical Beasts. Some were even deceptively shaped, making them difficult for even professional Alchemists to identify accurately.

But none of those problems were problems for Chen Yang.

In the entire eastern region of the Monster Mountain Range, he was now the strongest around. Never mind mere Tier 4 or Tier 5 Magical Beasts—even if the Amethyst Winged Lion King showed up, Chen Yang would snap off the horn on its head and turn it into beads.

Thus, over the next half month, Chen Yang harvested more than three hundred kinds of medicinal materials for refining Fourth-grade pills and above in the eastern region of the Monster Mountain Range. He also obtained more than a dozen Tier 4 and Tier 5 Magic Cores. In short, he had definitely struck it rich.

Besides all that, Chen Yang's greatest gain was the improvement in his cultivation.

That night, he casually found a cave. When he woke after a night's sleep, he discovered that he had become an Eight-star Dou Huang.

"Breaking through just by sleeping... This Nine Yang Divine Physique is probably no less impressive than the Divine Bloodlines of the Eight Ancient Clans, right?"

Chen Yang guessed that perhaps only the direct bloodline of a Dou Di could compare with his Nine Yang Divine Physique.

"Throughout my life, I have walked on thin ice. Becoming an Eight-star Dou Huang was entirely due to my own hard work!"

Chen Yang stretched, Full of Emotion. Working hard at cheating—how could that not count as hard work?

Just as Chen Yang broke through to Eight-star Dou Huang, Xiao Yan's cultivation also yielded considerable results. His Dou Qi cultivation had reached the threshold of a Seven-star Fighter, and his Alchemy had improved greatly as well. However, he was still some distance away from becoming a Third-grade Alchemist.

The low Huang-class Fen Jue was the greatest obstacle preventing him from becoming a Third-grade Alchemist.

"I need to finish cultivating sooner and then go look for Heavenly Flames. I'm so sick of this Fen Jue!" Xiao Yan muttered irritably before continuing to practice his Dou Techniques.

He was now a Six-star Fighter, and with a physique comparable to that of a Third-tier Magical Beast, using the Flame Splitting Wave Ruler would no longer leave him utterly drained in an instant.

Instead, the boost to his Physical Strength allowed him to use Dou Techniques more freely.

"I've been out for over two months. Xun Er and the others should have arrived at Jia Nan Academy by now, right?" Xiao Yan swung the Heavy Black Ruler several times, then leaned against a large tree with the ruler as support, panting heavily as he murmured.

"What? Thinking about your Girlfriend again?" Medicine Elder floated out and looked at Xiao Yan with a smile.

"Teacher!!!" Medicine Elder's teasing made Xiao Yan blush crimson. A rare youthful air appeared on his resolute face.

"If you miss her, you miss her. It's not anything shameful. Back in my day..." Medicine Elder had been about to brag to Xiao Yan when he suddenly remembered that he was now Xiao Yan's Teacher and needed to maintain at least a little dignity.

"Hehe, Teacher, tell me about you and Teacher's Wife?" Xiao Yan was instantly interested. He sat cross-legged, ready to hear a story.

"Go on, get lost. Why are you prying into that? Don't you know what it means to respect your teacher?" Medicine Elder glared at Xiao Yan, Laughing and Scolding aloud, though a trace of loneliness flashed through his heart.

Whether it was Hu Jiujiu or Han Shanshan, both were pains he could never erase from his heart. (Yao Chen and Feng Xian did not have all their memories of Han Shanshan erased, only the memory of Han Shanshan's sacrifice. Yao Chen had always believed Han Shanshan had gone missing, but any intelligent person would know that if someone could not be found after so long, that person was surely gone.)

Not to mention Fairy Qing of the Flower Sect and Xuan Yi of the Pill Tower!

Seeing Medicine Elder fall silent, Xiao Yan understood. His Teacher had become like this, so Teacher's Wife was most likely gone too, wasn't she?

To ease Medicine Elder's sorrow, Xiao Yan took the initiative to change the subject. "Teacher, in your current state as a Soul Body, is it possible for you to be resurrected?"

Before crossing over, Xiao Yan had also heard myths about possessing corpses and returning from the dead.

Since such myths existed, there was no reason people on the Dou Qi Continent could not be resurrected!

"Why did you suddenly think to ask that?"

Medicine Elder stroked his beard and floated down to the ground, sitting cross-legged as he looked at the Disciple before him.

"Logically speaking, Teacher, your Soul Body is so powerful. If you found someone who had just died and took over his body, wouldn't you have a physical body again?" Xiao Yan explained his idea to Medicine Elder.

"Hehe... You brat, that's a pretty good idea, but resurrection is not so easy!" Medicine Elder sighed.

"Teacher, does that mean there is a way to be resurrected?" Xiao Yan's eyes immediately lit up.

Seeing Xiao Yan's reaction, Medicine Elder's lips moved as he hesitated several times. When he saw the hopeful expression on Xiao Yan's face, he sighed helplessly and said, "Throughout the history of the Dou Qi Continent, no one has ever returned from death. Someone like me is merely clinging to life."

After saying that, Yao Chen paused for a second. Guilt appeared on his face as he looked at Xiao Yan. "Actually, making you cultivate the Fen Jue was also partly selfish of me. The Fen Jue records that if someone possesses three Heavenly Flames, along with the remains of at least a Dou Ancestor Expert, a Bone-Regenerating Blood-Melting Pill, and the essence bloodline of a Seventh-tier Magical Beast, it may be possible to refine a body for my soul to attach to. That would count as resurrection in another form!"

Seeing Xiao Yan's somewhat surprised expression, Medicine Elder felt even more guilty. "Xiao Yan, if you choose to give up the Fen Jue now, it's not too late. Your teacher will not..."

"Teacher!!!" Before Medicine Elder could finish, Xiao Yan interrupted him.

"..." Medicine Elder looked at Xiao Yan with a complicated gaze. In the first half of his life, he had raised a traitor like Han Feng. When he met Xiao Yan, how could he not have been wary? Yet after more than three years of observation and over a year together, he felt Xiao Yan was a child with excellent character.

Medicine Elder also felt guilty for speaking those words today.

"Teacher, why didn't you tell me sooner what the Fen Jue was for?" Xiao Yan looked at Medicine Elder and asked seriously.

Medicine Elder: "???"

Xiao Yan sprang to his feet. "Teacher, since this Fen Jue can bring you back to life, how could I give it up? How could I possibly give it up!"

Xiao Yan walked up to Medicine Elder, stopping less than a foot away from him. "Teacher, please rest assured. I will definitely cultivate this Fen Jue successfully. Even if I must pay with my life, I will bring you back!"

Medicine Elder froze. Looking at the determined Xiao Yan before him, it was as though he had come to know him all over again.

Feeling somewhat awkward, Medicine Elder immediately turned around and tried to raise his head to stop his tears, only to remember that in his current state, he did not have tears.

"You brat, what do you mean, pay with your life? Your life is far more precious than your teacher's." Medicine Elder scolded Xiao Yan in feigned anger.

"Hehe..." Xiao Yan scratched his head. Just as he was about to say something else, a sound like muffled thunder suddenly exploded through the sky.

Immediately afterward, an angry lion's roar swept through the air alongside violent energy fluctuations.

"What happened?" Xiao Yan hurriedly grabbed the Heavy Black Ruler and stared fixedly toward the source of the sound.

"The Sixth-order Magical Beast, the Amethyst Winged Lion King? Who has set their sights on it?" Medicine Elder looked toward the distant sky at the fleeting figure of the Plain Skirt Woman and muttered doubtfully...