BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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As Han Yue's father, he was naturally aware that Han Lin was pursuing his daughter.

Combined with Han Lin's openly hostile attitude toward Lin Feng just now…he instinctively assumed that Lin Feng was also a suitor for his daughter.

Thinking of this, Han Yue's father's mind quickly ran through several thoughts.

Then he realized that everyone was still standing outside the hall.

Turning his gaze toward Han Yue, he reproached her:

"You child — your classmates have come all this way to visit. Why don't you hurry up and invite them into the hall to sit? What are you all standing around here for?"

"Father, that's what I wanted to do, but it was big brother Han Lin who wouldn't allow it!"

Han Yue's pink lips curled slightly as she replied lightly.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face instantly darkened, turning gloomy in the blink of an eye.

His eyes shifted slightly as he glared at the already-stiff Han Lin, and he shouted angrily: "Han Lin! Honored guests come to visit, and yet you behave so rudely? Go to the ancestral hall yourself and take thirty strikes of the board!"

"Ah! Clan Leader, I… I…"

Hearing this, Han Lin's legs immediately went weak.

Although he was already at the Dou Wang level, in the ancestral hall you weren't allowed to use dou qi to defend yourself.

Moreover, the boards used to administer punishment in the ancestral hall weren't made of ordinary wood, but a very special kind.

The rods made from that wood inflicted pain ten times worse than ordinary ones.

He still remembered vividly how, as a child, he'd once been beaten there for causing trouble.

Just thinking of that childhood memory made his legs tremble uncontrollably.

However, the middle-aged man clearly didn't want Han Lin's behavior to leave Lin Feng with a bad impression of the Han Clan.

Seeing Han Lin still not moving, he barked again in anger: "What? Are you saying my words no longer carry any weight? Do I need to personally escort you there?"

"Please calm your anger, Clan Leader! This junior will go to the ancestral hall and accept punishment at once!"

Seeing the man furious, Han Lin hurriedly cupped his hands, bowing low.

Then he immediately turned and ran toward a solemn-looking building in the distance.

Once the troublemaker had left, the middle-aged man's face immediately switched to a friendly smile as he turned his gaze back to Lin Feng and his companions.

Unlike before, this time he began to truly examine them carefully.

Yet after probing them slightly, he found that all three of them were extraordinary.

From the aura they exuded, not a single one of them was below the Dou Huang level.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face grew even wider.

"Since you're friends of Yue'er, you're friends of our Han Clan. Please, don't be formal — let's all go into the hall and sit."

Speaking, Han Yue's father gestured warmly, inviting Lin Feng and the others into the hall.

"In that case, this junior will gratefully impose."

Faced with the man's goodwill, Lin Feng did not refuse and cupped his hands in reply.

After all, the man before him was, at the very least, the father of an acquaintance.

Besides, they would soon need the Han Clan's help gathering materials and information.

So now was certainly not the time to put on the airs of a high-grade alchemist.

Inside the hall, Han Yue and Han Xue's father, Han Chi, sat at the head seat.

The Han sisters stood gracefully at his sides.

As for Lin Feng and his companions, they each took seats on either side of the hall.

Beside each of them stood a small table for placing tea cups and the like.

"Han Yue, in fact, the purpose of our visit today is to request your clan's assistance in finding some things."

After the group exchanged a few polite words, Lin Feng soon revealed the purpose of his visit.

Then, with a faint smile, he added: "Of course, we won't let your clan waste time for nothing — the payment will surely satisfy the Han Clan."

"Lin Feng, what exactly are you looking for?"

Hearing what Lin Feng said, Han Yue didn't hesitate. She brought her delicate jade hands together in a cupped-fist salute and said:

"Our Han Clan has always been a merchant clan. We own numerous trade caravans. Although our strength isn't considered all that great, when it comes to information channels, even some factions more powerful than us might not match our reach."

"In that case, what I'd like in exchange is: a body-refining Dou Technique at least of Mid-Grade Earth Class, as many high-level Dou Zong fire-attribute magic cores as you can find, a Rank 8 beast flame, and these medicinal ingredients."

As he spoke, Lin Feng flicked his storage ring, taking out a scroll densely filled with the names of medicinal ingredients.

Of course, he was worried that if he listed too much at once, the Han Clan wouldn't know where to start.

So he decided to have them first look for these relatively easier-to-find items, and then he'd have them start looking for news about Heavenly Flames.

After all, in the Central Plains, the value of a Heavenly Flame was far greater than it was back on the Northwestern Region.

If news of a Heavenly Flame broke out somewhere, even eighth-tier alchemists would flock there.

Not to mention that right now he was only a Dou Huang.

Even if he broke through to Dou Zong, in front of those eighth-tier alchemists who could summon a group of Dou Zun at any time, he would still be nothing more than an insignificant ant.

When they heard the items Lin Feng requested, both Han Yue and Han Xue's small mouths involuntarily fell wide open.

A body-refining Dou Technique of Earth Class was still acceptable — although such techniques were rare because they were extremely difficult to cultivate and thus seldom passed down, making them hard to find on the market.

But as a merchant clan with broad connections, if they spent enough time, they should still be able to locate one.

However, high-level Dou Zong fire-attribute magic cores — that was no easy task.

Experts capable of slaying magic beasts of that level would not part with what they acquired cheaply.

As for a Rank 8 magic beast's beast flame — that was even harder to come by.

After all, even a magic beast of that level would become severely weakened after splitting off a flame seed from its body.

And during that weakened period, if it encountered a strong enemy, it risked death.

Therefore, without overwhelming force to compel it — unless you could produce treasures even a Dou Zun-level magic beast would covet those magic beasts would never willingly hand over their beast flames.

"Ahem…"

After a long moment, Han Chi finally coughed lightly.

Then, with a slightly embarrassed tone, he said:

"Lin Feng… aside from the Earth Class body-refining Dou Technique, which we have some confidence in, the other items you're asking for… they're not so easy to find."

Lin Feng had already expected such an answer, but hearing it in person still left him a little disappointed.

"Senior, rest assured. This junior knows these things are rare. Please just do your best to look for them."

As he spoke, Lin Feng took out two jade bottles.

He handed them, along with the scroll full of medicinal ingredients, to Han Chi, and said at the same time: "These each contain a Mighty Huang Pill. If Senior can help me find the items I mentioned, I guarantee the Han Clan will be handsomely rewarded afterward."

"Mighty Huang Pill!?"

At those three words, the faces of everyone from the Han Clan showed shock.

They hadn't expected Lin Feng to be able to produce such a pill.

This peak sixth-tier pill was something countless Dou Huang dreamed of obtaining.

It seemed the young man's offer to trade for those items was no empty boast.

After taking the jade bottles, Han Chi couldn't hide his excitement as he opened one.

When the bottle tilted, a pale blue pill, only about the size of a longan fruit, rolled neatly into the palm he'd already placed under the bottle's mouth.

"This pill… among all the Mighty Huang Pills I've seen, its quality ranks in the top three."

Han Chi gazed at the pale blue pill in his hand with a serious expression.

Only after a long while did he slowly exclaim in admiration.

Although the Mighty Huang Pill was precious, as the patriarch of a merchant clan, he had encountered more than a few over the course of his decades-long career in business.

Therefore, he had some insight when it came to judging the quality of pills.

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