Medicine Emperor Han Feng

Maple City, Black-Corner Region.

Han Feng sat before his small tea table, calmly questioning the person below him.

"You said two experts had suddenly appeared in the Black-Corner Region recently?"

The person below pressed his forehead tightly to the ground and answered hurriedly, "Reporting to the Medicine Emperor, one is a human who uses ice-attributed Dou Qi, while the other is a peak sixth-tier magical beast. The two complemented each other and defeated the Gold and Silver Elders together!"

Han Feng's eyes immediately lit up. Having worked with the Gold and Silver Elders for so long, he had long since grown sick of those two old bastards.

"The Gold and Silver Elders were actually defeated by one human and one magical beast. It seems the two of them are no simple figures either. I'm already tired of working with those two old bastards, so it's time to get acquainted with the fresh blood of the Black-Corner Region." Han Feng gave a strange laugh and told his subordinates to invite the two mysterious Dou Emperors.

The kneeling person below said, "Medicine Emperor, these two seem to have intentions of establishing their own sect. They've founded a new sect called the Xiao Sect and do not wish to remain independent cultivators like the Gold and Silver Elders."

With a bang, the cup in Han Feng's hand was crushed into fragments.

"The Black-Corner Region is only so large. Every additional faction means another share of the pie being divided out. That won't benefit us." Han Feng spoke as he wiped the moisture from his hand.

After pondering for a while, Han Feng smiled. "They're new here, so establishing a new faction certainly won't be easy. Offering help in their time of need is far better than adding flowers to brocade."

After saying that, he instructed his men to spread word that he would hold a grand banquet and invite every notable figure in the Black-Corner Region.

He also had Hai Bodong and White Fang invited over.

Blood Sect.

Fan Lao slapped the table angrily and said, "Damn it! Two more elders have joined the Xiao Sect!"

Fan Ling chimed in, "Father, Medicine Emperor Han Feng is holding a banquet. I heard the two from the Xiao Sect will be attending as well."

"Good. We'll take this opportunity to get to the bottom of things. A newly established faction actually dares to be so arrogant." Fan Lao said sinisterly.

Fan Ling said thoughtfully, "Father, only the Demonic Flame Valley and the Black Emperor Sect are not participating this time. The others include Yuan Yi of the Eight-Fan Sect, Yin Gu Lao of the Heavenly Yin Sect, Su Mei of the Rakshasa Sect, Tie Wu of the Mad Lion Gang, and so on."

Fan Lao sighed and said, "What exactly is Han Feng plotting? The leaders of the Demonic Flame Valley and the Black Emperor Sect are both Dou Zong-level experts, so naturally they won't involve themselves in matters between us. Other than them, every faction with a Dou Emperor has come."

With a smack, Fan Lao slapped a hand against his forehead. What troubled him now was that the emergence of the Xiao Sect, a new faction, would inevitably take away a portion of the benefits in their hands.

"If Han Feng arranged this gathering to suppress the Xiao Sect and pressure them through the combined strength of everyone present, then it wouldn't matter. But if Han Feng's goal is to support them, then things will become difficult." Fan Lao voiced his concern.

Xiao Sect headquarters.

Hai Bodong sat in the main seat while White Fang lay nearby and said, "The Xiao Sect now has ten Dou Wangs alone. That should count as completing the task our boss gave us, right?"

Hai Bodong smiled. "We've reached this point after only a few months in the Black-Corner Region, so it's decent enough. But there will only be more trouble ahead, not less."

As Hai Bodong and White Fang discussed the matter, someone came in from outside to report, "Reporting to the two sect masters, Medicine Emperor Han Feng of Maple City has sent an invitation. He says he has invited all the major factions of the Black-Corner Region to discuss matters together."

White Fang tapped the floor with his enormous snake tail and laughed. "See? I told you. After we beat up those two freaks last time, our status throughout the entire Black-Corner Region has risen."

No matter how delighted White Fang was, Hai Bodong's brows remained tightly furrowed. Clearly, he had also realized that this matter was not simple.

It might even be a trap, but with the fighting strength of Hai Bodong and White Fang, no one could do anything to them unless a Dou Zong expert made a move.

"White Fang, whether our Xiao Sect can gain a foothold in the Black-Corner Region depends on today." Hai Bodong said with a smile.

White Fang wore a confident expression and said disdainfully, "None of those old bastards here can fight. They aren't even as tough as that giant ape and giant lion we fought in the Magical Beast Mountain Range."

Hai Bodong dismissed the messenger, then said to White Fang, "It seems we'll have to make a trip there. I just wonder what sort of person this Medicine Emperor is."

At this moment, Xiao Yan was cultivating the Flame Cloud Fist on the back mountain outside the Inner Academy. This low-level Earth-class Dou Skill was simply too difficult to control.

Elder Yao sat atop a large boulder, stroking his beard as he watched Xiao Yan train.

"The difference between it and the Flame Splitting Wave-Devouring Ruler is that the Flame Cloud Fist relies purely on power erupted from the body. The Flame Splitting Wave-Devouring Ruler still requires a weapon to play a certain role." Elder Yao taught Xiao Yan while identifying the herbs on the ground.

"I know, Teacher. Haven't I been practicing all this time?" Xiao Yan stood painfully atop a wooden post.

His back was covered in scars. Some came from enduring strikes, while others had been left behind during his life-and-death battles with magical beasts.

Xiao Yan was frantically increasing his body's strength.

Just then, Elder Yao's expression suddenly froze.

Then he said, "It seems something has happened on Hai Bodong's side. Han Feng has invited them to attend a banquet."

Whenever Elder Yao mentioned Han Feng's name, he could never quite suppress his emotions.

Xiao Yan leaped down from the wooden post. His entire body was drenched in sweat, yet his physical condition still had not reached the level required to execute the Flame Cloud Fist.

"Teacher, don't worry. I'll be the one to take that bastard Han Feng's head. But what is the purpose of this trap banquet?" Xiao Yan walked to Elder Yao's side and asked.

Elder Yao shook his head as well, unsure of what Han Feng intended to do.

Was he planning to unite all the factions to suppress this newly established faction, or did he intend to use this opportunity to win the new faction's goodwill?

Elder Yao did not wish to think about such matters. Xiao Yan said, "Leave these matters to Hai Bodong and the others. I believe they can handle them well."

After giving it another thought, Xiao Yan said, "Yun Potian is the one I'm more concerned about. We've been cultivating here on the back mountain for two months already, yet he is still in secluded cultivation within the Heavenly Burning Qi Refining Tower. Judging by his cultivation pace, he's probably about to advance again."

Elder Yao nodded and said seriously, "This young man is nearly obsessed with cultivation. Fortunately, his willpower is strong enough to control himself well. You, on the other hand! Your soul strength is naturally far greater than ordinary people's, but your rank as an alchemist has never improved!"

Xiao Yan smiled and scratched his head. "Am I not working hard bit by bit? I'm not even worried yet, am I, Teacher?"