Chen Qingfeng came from a Rogue Cultivator background and made his living hunting demon beasts. Hunting demon beasts was extremely dangerous, but he knew no other craft. For the sake of his Dao path, he could only hunt demon beasts. The friends at his side had changed batch after batch, most of them ending up in the bellies of demon beasts.
By a twist of fate, Chen Qingfeng met a female cultivator named Wang Yun. After surviving several life-and-death trials together, the two gradually developed feelings for each other and later became dual cultivation partners. They encouraged and supported one another, repeatedly braving life and death, and amassed a large quantity of cultivation resources. Chen Qingfeng was the first to advance to the Golden Core stage, then helped Wang Yun advance as well.
After cultivating for three hundred years, Chen Qingfeng was at the mid-stage Golden Core realm, while Wang Yun was at the early-stage Golden Core realm.
In a tranquil little courtyard with red-tiled roofs, Chen Qingfeng was saying something to Wang Yun. Wang Yun's face was pale, and she seemed to be carrying an injury.
"There's a gathering tonight. I hear Fellow Daoist Han, a disciple of Lingxiao True Person, will be attending as well. He crushed the competition at the alchemy convention and took second place. I hope to obtain two mid-grade pills from him to cure the chronic ailment that has plagued you for years, my wife."
Chen Qingfeng spoke gently, his eyes brimming with tenderness.
"It's an old problem. It doesn't matter. Fellow Daoist Han's alchemy skills are exceptional; getting mid-grade pills from him won't be easy. We should just forget it!"
Wang Yun shook her head. They had only just managed to save up some spirit stones, and Han Changming might not even think