Sixth-Rank Alchemist Han Feng!

As a Dou Emperor, he knew better than anyone that only a Dou Zong could achieve such a feat.

"Sir, spare my life! I will let bygones be bygones regarding my son."

Watching Xiao Ze approach, Fan Lao was terrified to his core.

In the presence of a Dou Zong, all his myriad schemes and methods were utterly futile.

"Thinking of begging for mercy now? Where was this attitude before?" Xiao Ze said with a cold, mirthless smile. "And you even thought about harming my fourth brother—you have already paved your own road to death!"

With that, Xiao Ze raised a finger and pointed. Fan Lao's face turned deathly pale; this aura of mortality filled him with despair.

He wanted to flee, but in his heavily wounded state, he had no strength left to resist. Ultimately, his forehead was pierced by that single finger, and he died as thoroughly as one could.

Gazing at Fan Lao's corpse, Xiao Yan fell into a heavy silence.

This Blood Sect leader, who had vowed to hunt him to the ends of the earth, had just died like this. Truly, strength was the only capital for pride.

Without strength, you are nothing.

"Right, let me introduce you. These three are your sisters-in-law: Xiao Yi Xian, Yun Yun, and Qing Lin." After disposing of Fan Lao, Xiao Ze did not forget to introduce the three women to Xiao Yan.

Killing someone is merely a physical end, but Xiao Ze preferred to strike at the heart.

Hearing this, the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched in a bitter smile.

Compared to his third brother, his own life seemed like a complete mess.

He lacked cultivation, lacked beauties, and possessed nothing but an old man in his ring.

However, fortunately, he was a transmigrator; his memories from his previous life were his greatest asset.

"Little fellow, do not be discouraged. With me here, it is not impossible for you to reach your third brother's achievements. The world is vast; do not trap yourself in a moment of frustration." Seeming to sense the dejection in Xiao Yan's heart, Yao Lao offered timely guidance.

But he had to admit, Xiao Ze was the most monstrous genius he had ever seen. Even in the Central Plains, where heaven-defying talents were as common as clouds, he would still rank among the best.

After all, a Dou Zong this young was a rare sight indeed.

Seeing his fourth brother's melancholic expression, Xiao Ze patted his shoulder comfortingly. "Fourth brother, I have a Heaven-tier technique here that is perfectly suited for you."

Looking at the technique being offered, Xiao Yan was slightly stunned. "For me?"

He knew the value of a Heaven-tier technique; back then, the Three Thousand Lightning Movement auctioned by the Eight-Fan Gate had attracted the covetous eyes of many Dou Emperors.

Yet now, his third brother produced a Heaven-tier technique as if it were nothing.

"As my brother, how could I show favoritism? Take it."

Xiao Yan felt a complex mix of emotions, but he did not refuse.

"I am taking you to a place. I believe you will be very interested." Xiao Ze scanned the area, confirming their direction.

"What place?" Xiao Yan asked, puzzled.

"Maple City."

As one of the most prosperous cities in the Black-Corner Region, Maple City was the location of Han Feng's estate, gathering numerous experts, alchemists, and merchants.

If he wanted to make a name for himself, Maple City was undoubtedly the best choice.

Moreover, he despised those who betrayed their masters and ancestors; a man like Han Feng deserved to die a thousand deaths.

Han Feng.

Upon hearing that name, Xiao Yan erupted into a sudden rage, his eyes turning blood-red as if they were about to spew fire.

And within Xiao Yan's storage ring, the soul of Yao Lao trembled with fury; this rebellious disciple, Han Feng, was a festering wound in his heart.

To be betrayed by the person he trusted most—the pain was etched into his very marrow. If given the chance, he would tear out Han Feng's heart just to see if it was truly black.

It was no wonder that both of them were so agitated when Xiao Ze mentioned going to Maple City.

Since arriving in the Black-Corner Region, they had not lacked the desire to strike, but given the disparity in strength, they dared not act rashly.

Furthermore, with Han Feng's influence as a sixth-tier alchemist, the moment his identity was exposed, they would be met with endless pursuit.

Thus, even knowing Han Feng was in Maple City, they had chosen to endure.

Today in Maple City, it happened to be the day Han Feng was refining a sixth-tier pill, and the place was packed to the rafters.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. A sixth-tier pill is rare and hard to come by. I never expected us to have the honor of witnessing the alchemy process."

"If I could obtain just one pill, I would be willing to follow Lord Han Feng."

"Stop dreaming; why would such a good thing ever fall to you?"

As the crowd buzzed with discussion, Han Feng finally succeeded in refining the pill. With a casual lift of his hand, the lid of the furnace was removed. Instantly, a fragrant aroma wafted out, causing everyone's hearts to flutter in anticipation.

They watched as a round, lustrous pill was collected into a jade bottle.

"A sixth-tier pill, the Imperial Extreme Pill!"

Many Dou Kings, and even Dou Emperors, had been drawn here by the news.

The Imperial Extreme Pill, as the name suggested, was for the use of Dou Emperors. Its effects were similar to the Dou Ling Pill, allowing a Dou Emperor to advance by one or two stars.

For a Dou Emperor, such a pill held a fatal temptation.

Because cultivation at the Dou Emperor level is exceedingly difficult, ordinary practitioners cannot hope to advance even a single star without a decade or more of effort; however, consuming an Imperial Extreme Pill allows for an immediate breakthrough, an temptation that is truly immense.

Therefore, the moment the Imperial Extreme Pill appeared, everyone from the master of the Eight-Fan Gate to the owner behind the Black Seal City auction house was green with envy.

Han Feng held the Imperial Extreme Pill, feeling quite triumphant as he looked down at the crowd and smiled faintly: "Gentlemen, those familiar with This Seat know that if you want the Imperial Extreme Pill, you must join my Maple City."

Han Feng was truly a cunning old fox; this scheme of his was executed with resounding success.

He had brought the influence of an alchemist into full play.

As soon as these words were spoken, several Dou King powerhouses emerged from the crowd below, and there was even a Dou Emperor among them.

They were originally rogue cultivators who had thrived in the Black-Corner Region by preying on others, but the price Han Feng offered was simply too great, forcing them to lower their noble heads and submit.

"We are willing!"

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction appeared at the corners of Han Feng's mouth; the more powerhouses he had, the more secure his position as the master of Maple City would become.

A mere Imperial Extreme Pill was nothing more than a trivial profit to him.

In the end, that Dou Emperor powerhouse was singled out by Han Feng.

"Many thanks, Master Han. This old man will certainly dedicate himself to the development of our Maple City, even if it costs me my life." The Dou Emperor received the jade bottle from Han Feng with great excitement.

Already a one-star Dou Emperor, if he consumed this Imperial Extreme Pill, he was guaranteed to reach two-star Dou Emperor, and even three-star Dou Emperor would be well within his reach!

Otherwise, how could a dignified Dou Emperor like him ever bow his head and willingly live under another's roof?

Everything was merely for the sake of profit.

Just as the old man was preparing to find a place to consume the Imperial Extreme Pill, several figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Who are you? How dare you fly higher than Master Han!" the old man shouted angrily.

The newcomers were none other than Xiao Ze and his party.

As luck would have it, they had stumbled right into the Maple City grand ceremony.

At this moment, everyone's gaze was instantly drawn to them.

One must know that Maple City had always maintained a rule: outside of Han Feng himself, no one was permitted to fly over the city.

Yet, these newcomers had broken this rule in front of everyone, effectively slapping Han Feng in the face.

"A mere Dou Emperor, and you dare to block me!" Xiao Ze could not be bothered to waste words with the man.

He pointed a finger downward; a lackey of Han Feng was not worth sparing.