Three days later.
An exceptionally handsome man dressed in splendid Alchemist robes appeared in the sky above Maple City. Deep-blue Dou Qi wings beat the air behind him, and his long robes fluttered in the wind, lending him an extraordinary bearing.
This man was none other than the master of Maple City-Han Feng.
Han Feng had returned from the Chu Yun Empire. His trip there had gone surprisingly smoothly. When the empire's experts saw the medicinal pills in his hands,
they looked like lechers who had been celibate for decades suddenly watching a naked beauty with a stunning figure dance before them. Their eyes gleamed like those of ravenous wolves.
Although they were all poison attribute cultivators, the Chu Yun Empire's natural poison grounds and countless poisons had allowed them to become far stronger than those of other empires.
Several Dou Zong experts had emerged among them, but their alchemy was truly abysmal. Alchemists from elsewhere did not dare enter the Chu Yun Empire.
They had also tried training Alchemists themselves, but after consuming countless resources, they had only produced a few who barely qualified as fifth-rank Alchemists. Moreover, every medicinal pill they refined was a miserable sight, leaving these Dou Zong experts seething with frustration.
Han Feng's appearance had undoubtedly given them hope. Although he was only a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, he had already successfully refined several Seventh-Rank Medicinal Pills. Once his soul power reached the required standard, he would immediately break through to the seventh rank.
This time, Han Feng had also brought out a Sect Breaking Pill and an Emperor's Extreme Pill, promising more once the matter was settled. These terms were impossible for the Chu Yun Empire's experts to refuse, and they hastily assured him that they would spare no effort.
Having received the answer he wanted,