This Is Unfair

After buying the materials needed to cultivate the Gold Devouring Demonic Hand, Zhou Feng leisurely left the market.

No one stopped him along the way. It seemed that the people from Medicine King Valley had already given up targeting him.

However, he could clearly sense that someone was still watching him in secret.

His conflict with Medicine King Valley was already a struggle over interests. Under such circumstances, it was absolutely impossible for things to end without a real fight.

Thus, Zhou Feng did not relax too much and silently raised his guard.

When he returned to Seven Colors Mountain, everything was as usual.

Ouyang Qian was still immersed in pill refinement.

Before breaking free from her family, Ouyang Qian had barely had any time to study alchemy.

After all, at that time, most of Ouyang Qian's energy had been devoted to figuring out how to escape her family.

Originally, she had only learned alchemy to ease the pressure on resources, but who could have expected her to become more addicted to it the more she refined?

Ouyang Qian did not have much talent in combat, and with Zhou Feng as her Dao Protector, she had now completely turned toward the path of an alchemist.

This happened to complement Zhou Feng perfectly. One was responsible for fighting, while the other handled logistics.

Coupled with their occasional purely physical exchanges, both of them were extremely satisfied with their current situation.

Returning to his cultivation chamber, Zhou Feng sat down cross-legged.

"Phew..." He let out a long breath.

Then, a slit opened across his back, and a somewhat slender arm grew out.

The arm looked incredibly soft and tender. Though it was the size of an adult's arm, it gave off the feeling of a baby's arm.

After such a long period