Maple City was an extremely famous city in the Black-Corner Region.
Because of Han Feng, a Peak Sixth-Grade Alchemist, the city was even more renowned than Black Emperor City and the other cities governed by Dou Zong powerhouses.
At that moment, Han Feng was sitting in a tall pavilion, drinking tea. He picked up his exquisite teacup, then set it down again.
"My cultivation has been stuck for ages, without the slightest improvement! This incomplete Flame Mantra is still far too flawed!"
Even the Medicine Emperor, admired and envied by everyone in the Black-Corner Region, had his own troubles.
"Perhaps absorbing another Heavenly Flame will give me some inspiration and help me complete the Flame Mantra."
The Flame Mantra's greatest function was its ability to fuse Heavenly Flames. Since Han Feng had never witnessed the process firsthand, he often relied on his imagination as he tried to complete the cultivation technique.
"Jia Nan Academy, the Fallen Heart Flame..."
Han Feng didn't dare rashly attack Jia Nan Academy. After all, Su Qian was there to hold the fort.
Just as Han Feng's thoughts were in turmoil, one of his subordinates came behind the curtain. "City Lord, someone just arrived asking to see you. He claims to be the Poison Sect's leader."
At this, the teacup in Han Feng's hand paused, and a trace of surprise crossed his face.
Half a year ago, a Dou Zong and Sixth-Grade Alchemist named Xiao Lei had defeated the three-nation coalition led by the Chu Yun Empire. He had then established a faction in the Chu Yun Empire called the Poison Sect.
Han Feng was quite interested in Xiao Lei, because rumors said he possessed a blue-purple Heavenly Flame.
But Han Feng couldn't understand why Xiao Lei had come to see him of his own accord.