BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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"No problem. I'll send someone to clean out that training chamber right away."

The moment Han Yue heard the words Pill Lightning, a flash of uncontrollable excitement flickered across her usually calm and cold expression.

If a seventh-tier alchemy master were to refine a pill in their Han Clan estate and even trigger Pill Lightning...

Then once others in Tianbei City caught wind of it, it would bring tremendous prestige and benefits to the Han Clan.

After all, if their clan could establish ties with a seventh-tier alchemist—then in the future, any force that wanted to make trouble for them would have to seriously consider what kind of relationship existed between the Han Clan and this seventh-tier alchemist.

Even if someone wanted to suppress the Han Clan, they'd have to think twice, considering Lin Feng backing them in the shadows.

Naturally, Lin Feng understood this clearly.

But given the relationship between Zi Yan and Han Yue—and the fact that the Han Clan was currently assisting him—granting them a few benefits wasn't anything worth fussing over.

"By the way, Lin Feng… why haven't I seen Senior Zi Yan around recently?"

After a while, Han Yue finally came down from her earlier excitement and, noticing Zi Yan hadn't shown herself in quite some time, couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Lin Feng replied, "Zi Yan found her own clan and went back to visit for a while."

"So it seems… Senior Zi Yan has finally fulfilled her long-held wish."

Upon hearing this explanation, a faint smile appeared on Han Yue's face.

Having been close to Zi Yan, she naturally knew how much the girl had yearned to return to her own people all these years.

A few days later, inside a sturdy, roofless cultivation chamber, Lin Feng sat cross-legged.

In front of him stood a massive crimson metal cauldron, heavy and imposing, firmly anchored to the floor.

Emerald-green flames surged wildly within it, roaring like living beasts and releasing waves of extreme heat.

As for Lin Feng, his eyes were tightly shut.

In his mind, he was carefully recalling the various alchemy techniques he had learned—from Dan Yitian, from Han Feng—those intricate, sophisticated pill-refining skills.

Ever since acquiring these methods, he had been slowly internalizing their essence.

Now, with ample time having passed, he had more or less grasped the heart of it all.

After a moment, one herb after another floated out from Lin Feng's storage ring, suspended midair under the control of his soul power.

One by one, the ingredients hovered silently in place.

Once he confirmed their condition and compatibility, he began feeding them into the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron, which concealed a terrifying level of high temperature within.

The pill he was refining this time was a mid seventh-tier pill: the Yin Yang Life Soul Pill!

This kind of pill was an exceptionally powerful life-saving medicine.

For injuries like severed limbs or other major trauma—after consumption, the user could fully recover within moments.

Even in extreme cases—where someone was on the verge of death—as long as the person still had a breath of life left, this pill offered a chance to bring them back from the brink.

Of course, the more severe the injuries, the lower the chances of full recovery.

Naturally, if you were wealthy enough, you could always use a peak seventh-tier pill: the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill.

That one guaranteed a 100% survival rate—as long as there was still a trace of life.

As more and more auxiliary ingredients entered the cauldron, Lin Feng finally moved his fingers slightly.

A brilliantly colored flower suddenly appeared before him.

The blossom was astonishingly vibrant, but the strangest part—at the center of the flower, the stamen had formed a human face!

With clearly defined eyes, nose, and mouth, lifelike and realistic—its eerie appearance could send shivers down anyone's spine.

This flower was called the Life Soul Ghostface Flower.

It was one of the core ingredients for refining the Yin Yang Life Soul Pill and extremely difficult to obtain.

After casting a curious glance at the flower, Lin Feng lightly flicked his finger, sending it into the cauldron.

"Ah!"

As soon as the Life Soul Ghostface Flower was enveloped by the scorching Glazed Lotus Heart Flame within the cauldron, thick black mist began to billow out.

At the same time, a piercing, eerie infant's wail suddenly echoed from the cauldron's interior.

High in the air nearby, Xiao Yixian, who was acting as Lin Feng's guardian, raised a slender eyebrow when she heard the wail. Her beautiful eyes glanced down, filled with surprise.

However, she quickly returned her gaze and resumed maintaining her protective stance without comment.

Back at the cauldron, under the relentless roasting of the emerald-green flame, the Life Soul Ghostface Flower began to wither.

The thick black mist it emitted slowly began to thin as time passed.

Before long, the black fog had completely dissipated.

And without the mist to shield it, the fragile body of the Life Soul Ghostface Flower shriveled at once.

About ten minutes later, with a soft, muffled pop, the flower burst apart, turning into a clump of pitch-black powder.

Seeing this, Lin Feng wasted no time. He immediately tossed in another core ingredient—the Soul Revival Demon Fruit—into the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron.

At the same time, he swiftly adjusted the temperature of the Glazed Lotus Heart Flame and resumed his focused refinement.

In this manner, time passed quietly and unnoticed over the course of several days.

Inside the same roofless training chamber, a lone figure sat cross-legged.

Not far in front of him, the massive crimson cauldron stood tall and unmoving.

Inside it, emerald-green flames continued to roar, while waves of blistering heat pulsed outward, distorting the air.

Farther away, members of the Han Clan were nervously watching the chamber.

Whether Lin Feng succeeded in refining the pill or not would directly impact the future of their clan.

Faced with the powerful and fast-rising Hong Clan in the northern part of the city, the Han Clan had no countermeasures.

Now, all they could do was silently pray that Lin Feng would succeed in refining the seventh-tier pill.

Ideally, the process would even trigger Pill Lightning, shaking the entire city with the news.

Then, they could leverage Lin Feng's reputation as a seventh-tier alchemist…

To suppress the surging Hong Clan and cut off their rise halfway.

Half a day later, wave after wave of potent energy fluctuations—

Suddenly began to emanate from the crimson cauldron in front of Lin Feng, from the small pill inside, completely enveloped by the emerald flame!

The abrupt emergence of this powerful energy caused the massive Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron to tremble violently several times.

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

The rippling waves of energy collided with the inner walls of the cauldron, producing deep, resonating crashes that echoed across the entire sky.

"My current soul power… While it's just enough to refine a mid seventh-tier pill, it's clearly pushing my limits. I'll need to boost my soul power soon."

Lin Feng muttered to himself. His face had grown pale without him even realizing it, and he stared intently at the black-and-white pill forming within the cauldron.

Meanwhile, the once-sunny sky above the Han Estate had grown dark, thick clouds silently drifting in from who-knew-where.

The sky became completely overcast.

Dark, oppressive clouds blanketed the heavens above the Han Clan estate.

Amidst the dark clouds, silver streaks of lightning flickered and snaked silently across the sky.

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