"Teacher, what's going on? Didn't you say you developed the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid and that no outsiders knew about it?" Xiao Yan asked inwardly, somewhat anxious. After all, someone had noticed that something was off.
But Old Yao was no less shocked than Xiao Yan. He had developed the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid to give that treacherous disciple, Han Feng, perfect cultivation aptitude. Aside from that traitor having used it, only his close friend, Wind Venerate, knew of it.
And he had only told Han Feng the formula for the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid. Could Gu Han be connected to Han Feng?
Or perhaps Xun'er, that young miss who seemed to come from the Ancient Clan, knew something about it?
"Brother Xiao Yan, rest assured, I mean no harm." Without waiting for Xiao Yan to make up an excuse, Gu Han continued, "Our sect leader, Yun Yun, once attended an auction in the Black Corner Region of the Southern Region. A batch of Foundation Building Spirit Liquid was auctioned there, supposedly the work of Han Feng, the Medicine Emperor and lord of Maple City."
That traitor—it was that traitor!
Boundless rage and killing intent surged in Yao Chen's heart.
He had raised Han Feng as if he were his own son, even refusing to be with Green Fairy and Xuan Yi because of him.
Yet all he received was betrayal, leaving him reduced from a Peak Dou Venerate to this state, clinging to life as a Soul Body.
He wanted nothing more than to tear him to pieces.
"Xiao Yanzi, ask him when that batch of Foundation Building Spirit Liquid was auctioned," Old Yao transmitted to Xiao Yan.
"Brother Gu Han, when did Medicine Emperor Han Feng auction that batch of Foundation Building Spirit Liquid?" Xiao Yan asked.
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