The Medicine Emperor Han Feng

Maple City, Black-Corner Region.

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

"You say two experts have suddenly appeared in the Black-Corner Region recently?"

The man below kept his head pressed firmly against the floor, answering hurriedly, "Reporting to the Medicine Emperor, one is a human who uses ice-attribute Dou Qi, and the other is a peak Rank 6 Magical Beast. The two complement each other perfectly and together they defeated the Gold and Silver Elders!"

Han Feng's eyes lit up instantly; having worked with the Gold and Silver Elders for so long, he had long grown sick of those two old things.

"To think the Gold and Silver Elders could be defeated by a single person and a single beast—it seems they are no simple characters. It just so happens that I've grown tired of cooperating with those two old fossils; it's time to get to know some fresh blood in the Black-Corner Region." Han Feng chuckled strangely, ordering his subordinates to invite the two mysterious Dou Huangs.

The man kneeling on the floor spoke up, "Medicine Emperor, these two seem to have the intention of establishing their own sect. They have built a new faction called the Xiao Sect and do not wish to be wandering cultivators like the Gold and Silver Elders."

Bang! The cup in Han Feng's hand was crushed into fragments.

"This Black-Corner Region is only so big; every new faction means one less bowl of rice for the rest of us. This is not to our advantage." Han Feng said, wiping the water stains from his hands.

After thinking for a moment, Han Feng smiled and said, "They are newcomers, and building a new faction certainly won't be easy. Offering help in their time of need is far better than adding flowers to a brocade."

Once he finished speaking, he had his men spread the word that he would be hosting a grand banquet, inviting every person of status in the Black-Corner Region.

Additionally, he had Hai Bodong and White Fang invited as well.

Blood Sect.

Fan Lao slammed his hand against the table in anger and said, "Damn it! Two more elders have gone over to the Xiao Sect!"

Fan Ling chimed in, "Father, the Medicine Emperor Han Feng is hosting a banquet, and I hear those two from the Xiao Sect will be attending."

"Perfect. We shall use this opportunity to get to the bottom of things. A newly established faction dares to be this arrogant," Fan Lao said with a sinister tone.

Fan Ling said thoughtfully, "Father, only the Demonic Flame Valley and the Black Emperor Sect are not attending. Aside from them, 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 others will all be there."

Fan Lao sighed and said, "What exactly is Han Feng playing at? The leaders of the Demonic Flame Valley and the Black Emperor Sect are both Dou Zong level; naturally, they wouldn't involve themselves in our affairs. Other than them, every faction with a Dou Huang is coming."

Slap! Fan Lao clapped a hand to his forehead. What he was worried about now was that the birth of a new faction like the Xiao Sect would inevitably carve away a portion of their profits.

"If Han Feng is organizing this gathering to suppress the Xiao Sect and use the collective strength of everyone to pressure them, then it doesn't matter. But if Han Feng's goal is to support them, then things will be difficult," Fan Lao voiced his concerns.

Xiao Sect Headquarters.

Hai Bodong sat in the main seat, while White Fang lay to the side and said, "As of now, the Xiao Sect has ten Dou Wangs alone. I suppose we've completed the mission the Boss gave us, right?"

Hai Bodong smiled and said, "To reach this stage only a few months after arriving in the Black-Corner Region is decent enough. However, the troubles ahead will only increase, not decrease."

Just as Hai Bodong and White Fang were discussing this, someone came from outside to report, "Reporting to the two Sect Leaders, the Medicine Emperor Han Feng of Maple City has sent an invitation, claiming to invite all the major factions of the Black-Corner Region to discuss matters together."

White Fang tapped the floor with his massive snake tail and laughed, "I told you! Ever since we beat those half-human, half-ghost things last time, our status in the entire Black-Corner Region has risen."

Regardless of White Fang's joy, Hai Bodong remained deep in thought, his brows tightly locked. Clearly, he also anticipated that this matter was not simple.

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

"White Fang, it seems whether or not our Xiao Sect can gain a foothold in the Black-Corner Region depends on today," Hai Bodong said with a smile.

White Fang, however, was full of confidence and said dismissively, "None of these old things around here can fight; they aren't even as good as that big monkey and big lion we fought in the Magical Beast Mountain Range."

Hai Bodong dismissed the messenger and then said to White Fang, "It seems we have to make a trip. I just don't know what kind of person this Medicine Emperor is."

Xiao Yan was currently on the mountain behind the Inner Academy, practicing the Flame Cloud Fist. This Earth-tier low-level Dou Technique was truly difficult to master.

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

"Unlike the Flame Splitting Wave-Devouring Ruler, the Flame Cloud Fist relies purely on the power erupted from the physical body, whereas the Flame Splitting Wave-Devouring Ruler still requires a weapon to play a certain role," Elder Yao said while identifying herbs on the ground, instructing Xiao Yan.

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

His back was covered in scars; some were from rigorous tempering, and others were left behind from his battles with Magical Beasts.

Xiao Yan was frantically increasing the strength of his physical body.

Just then, Elder Yao's eyes suddenly froze.

He then said, "It seems there's a situation on Hai Bodong's side. Han Feng has invited them to attend a banquet."

Whenever Elder Yao mentioned the name Han Feng, he found it difficult to suppress his emotions.

Xiao Yan jumped down from the wooden stake at once, his entire body soaked in sweat. His physical condition still hadn't reached the level required to execute the Flame Cloud Fist.

"Don't worry, Teacher. I will be the one to claim the head of that dog Han Feng. But what is the meaning of this trap he's set?" Xiao Yan asked, coming to Elder Yao's side.

Elder Yao also shook his head, unsure of what Han Feng was actually planning.

Was he trying to unite all the factions to suppress this newly established one, or was he trying to use this opportunity to win the favor of the new faction?

Elder Yao didn't want to dwell on these matters. Xiao Yan said, "Let's leave these things to Hai Bodong and the others to resolve. I believe they can handle it well."

Xiao Yan had a change of thought and added, "On the contrary, as for Yun Potian, we've been training here on the back mountain for two months, and he is still in seclusion within the Heavenly Burning Qi Refining Tower. Judging by his cultivation state, he's probably about to rank up again."

Elder Yao nodded and said earnestly, "This young man is nearly obsessed with cultivation, but fortunately, he has a strong willpower and can control the degree well. Unlike you! Your soul ability is naturally much stronger than others, yet your Alchemist rank never goes up!"

Xiao Yan scratched his head with a smile and explained, "Aren't I working on it slowly? I'm not even in a hurry, right, Teacher?"