Form the Formation, Summon the Soul Emperor

Fan Tian studied Han Feng.

He was a man of some ability.

Unfortunately, his horizons were a little too narrow.

The Flame Mantra was something neither Dan Chen nor Cao Ying cared for, yet you colluded with the Hall of Souls and murdered your own teacher for it. There were so many Dou Di and high-level Dou Sheng throughout history. Since when did anyone have to fuse heavenly flames to become a Dou Sheng or Dou Di?

What?

Without the Flame Mantra, you couldn't cultivate? Without heavenly flames, you couldn't refine pills?

Silence filled the venue. Everyone looked at Han Feng's livid face, and in the end, no one placed another bid.

The Sect Breaking Pill only increased the chances of success slightly. Taking it did not guarantee a breakthrough to Dou Zong.

In the end, the Sect Breaking Pill landed in Han Feng's hands, just as he had wished!

"Today's auction ends here!"

"Tomorrow, we will auction a seventh-grade pill. However, only barter or other equivalent terms will be accepted for it. Please make your preparations!"

The representatives of the various factions nodded slightly. Seventh-grade pills were accompanied by phenomena in heaven and earth, and pill lightning descended when they were completed. The pills themselves were also endowed with spirituality. Naturally, treasures of that caliber could not be valued in gold coins!

The crowd slowly dispersed, looking forward to the following day's unveiling of a seventh-grade pill, something even Dou Zong experts had long coveted.

"Mansion Lord, Han Feng wishes to see you!" Yuan Yi said softly from the doorway of Fan Tian's private room.

"Let him in!"

Fan Tian had Cao Ying and Dan Chen sit on his thighs. He held their waists while breathing in the medicinal fragrance and feminine scent of their bodies.

When Han Feng entered, Cao Ying was peeling grapes, holding each one lightly between her teeth before delivering it to Fan Tian's mouth with her own. Every time they ate a grape, the two insisted on teasing each other before stopping!

Meanwhile, Dan Chen held a banana in her mouth without eating it, repeatedly licking its surface. Occasionally, she pushed the entire banana into her mouth, reaching deep into her throat, then quickly pulled it out before she could gag. She tried again and again, as though practicing some skill!

"Han Feng pays his respects to Mansion Lord Fan!"

With one hand behind his back, Han Feng bent slightly at the waist in greeting!

Fan Tian raised his head slightly.

"Oh, so the Black-Corner Region's foremost alchemist, the Medicine Emperor, has arrived!"

"With the Sect Breaking Pill in hand, shouldn't you be entering seclusion to break through your bottleneck, Medicine Emperor? What brings you here?"

Han Feng's expression remained unchanged.

"I wished to behold the bearing of a seventh-grade alchemist. Please grant me that honor, Mansion Lord!"

"Oh, is that so? Haven't you already seen them?"

Fan Tian placed his hands on Dan Chen's and Cao Ying's breasts and squeezed hard!

"Ah!"

Both women cried out.

"Be gentler, you dog!"

"You've squeezed them swollen! You beast."

"This..."

Han Feng's face suddenly darkened. The two young women sitting on Fan Tian's thighs were actually the rumored seventh-grade alchemists?

How was that possible?

The two women nestled in Fan Tian's arms, coyly indulging him, seeming to resist while inviting more.

Even Han Feng's hands trembled slightly!

"Han Feng, these two are the disciples of Senior Xuan Kongzi and Senior Xuan Yi, two of the Pill Tower's Three Giants. I hear your teacher, Venerable Yao, also had considerable ties to the Pill Tower."

Han Feng stiffened abruptly, as though struck by lightning!

Cao Ying and Dan Chen held their breasts tightly, their eyes shifting as they studied Han Feng. Naturally, they had heard of Venerable Yao's great reputation. There were even rumors of an ambiguous relationship between Dan Chen's teacher, Xuan Yi, and Yao Chen!

"Hehe, there is no need to bring up the past. No wonder they can refine seventh-grade pills. They are direct disciples of the Pill Tower. I have learned something today!"

The horizons and backgrounds of disciples of the Pill Tower's Three Giants placed them far beyond his reach. One careless move could bring Xuan Kongzi down on him, which might expose his betrayal of Yao Chen all those years ago.

"I shall take my leave!"

At that moment, Han Feng wanted only to leave quickly-the farther away, the better!

Yet a sharp gleam flashed in Fan Tian's eyes.

"Han Feng, you should know that there is a heavenly flame in Jia Nan Academy's Inner Academy. I imagine you've been waiting for an opportunity!"

"A heavenly flame? I already have one. You... what exactly are you trying to say?"

Han Feng's breathing quickened a little.

"As you've seen, Jia Nan Academy's First Elder Su Qian, Deputy Headmaster Hu Gan, and the other elders are all in Black Seal City. Right now, the Inner Academy is very poorly defended!"

Fan Tian stared into Han Feng's eyes, enunciating every word.

After leaving Fan Tian's room, Han Feng's face shifted between green and purple. One moment, he clenched his fists; the next, his gaze turned sharp. Finally, he gathered the Gold and Silver Elders and the other experts and flew away from Black Seal City.

"Hehe, Mansion Lord Fan, this old man is Hu Gan. My greetings!"

After Han Feng left, Su Qian and Hu Gan also came to visit Fan Tian.

Following a round of friendly pleasantries, Hu Gan produced three sets of ingredients for Sect Breaking Pills and asked Fan Tian to refine them, offering to accept whatever terms he named!

After a little consideration, Fan Tian readily agreed, tactfully mentioning that he wished to spend some time visiting Jia Nan Academy's Inner Academy in the future.

Hu Gan and Su Qian exchanged a glance, then agreed to his request.

They had no reason to refuse a visit from a seventh-grade alchemist of the Pill Tower. If they could build a friendship with him, Su Qian could progress faster and farther along the path of a Dou Zong.

"You're Mo Ya, the Black Emperor Sect's young sect master? A young genius indeed!"

Fan Tian looked at the two men who entered.

The usually proud and haughty Mo Ya cupped his hands. "Before you, Mansion Lord, I wouldn't dare call myself a genius."

The sixth-grade alchemist Qi Shan also smiled. "Mansion Lord, our sect master asked me to convey his greetings. Please give our Black Emperor Sect priority when considering tomorrow's seventh-grade pill!"

The Soul Realm.

The war had already lasted roughly half a year.

After probing one another over the first few months, both sides gradually began fighting to the death.

"You two old bastards! Did you really think a Nine-Star Dou Saint was some harmless vegetarian?" Nihility Devouring Flame held nothing back now, unleashing his full strength against Lei Ying and Yan Jin.

"Stop putting on airs! You're only at the early stage. Do you really think you stand shoulder to shoulder with Gu Yuan and Hun Tiandi?"

The clashes between the three grew increasingly fierce. Earlier, Nihility Devouring Flame had fought conservatively to avoid injury, while Yan Jin and Lei Ying, relying on the Yao Clan's ninth-grade pills in their possession, had kept meeting him head-on, trying to trade wound for wound.

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

The Hun Clan's army suffered devastating losses in repeated exchanges of energy blasts with the Gu, Yan, and Lei clans and began retreating step by step. They kept swallowing pills, trying desperately to hold out, but strong as the Hun Clan was, fighting six opponents alone was still a little beyond it.

Unless...

Their clan leader fully revealed the Hun Clan's hidden trump cards...

But that would essentially mean the failure of the grand plan the Hun Clan had spent a thousand years preparing. Without an order from their clan leader, they could only grit their teeth and endure.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Mouthful after mouthful of blood sprayed out as the Hun Clan's experts were gravely wounded once again. Countless Dou Zong perished in this exchange, and even many Dou Zun suffered severe injuries.

The Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan were tied down by the combined efforts of the Three Immortals of the Gu Clan and Fairy Fire Spirit. Had several Seven-Star Dou Saints not suddenly emerged from the Hun Clan and instantly disrupted the alliance's deployment, the Hun Clan's casualties would likely have been even greater.

Yao Dan, the Yao Clan's clan leader, and the Lei Clan's grand elder engaged the Hun Clan's newly emerged Seven-Star Dou Saints, stabilizing the battle.

"Boom!"

In the void, space collapsed as two figures collided once, then violently broke apart.

"Gu Yuan, if you tell me who Hun Mieba is, our Hun Clan can sever all ties with Nihility Devouring Flame!"

"Hehe, Hun Tiandi, after everything that's happened, do you think anyone will still believe your lies?"

Gu Yuan chuckled. "See that? Your Hun Clan's army has already lost a tenth of its men. Whatever cards you have left, hurry up and play them!"

Hun Tiandi coldly swept his gaze over the battlefield below, his eyes filled with an icy gleam.

"Form the formation, summon the Soul Emperor!"

Hun Tiandi's mighty voice suddenly resounded through every corner of the Soul Realm!