Looking at the three dark blue pills in the cauldron that emitted a cold glow, as well as the refreshing medicinal scent, Huo Qingfeng was certain that these were definitely grade-six pills.
However, this was not what shocked him.
The pill had clearly exploded and was charred black. The refinement had definitely failed.
But when Zhao Feng closed the lid and opened it again, three complete Soul Origin Purging Pills had magically appeared inside.
How was this possible?
Huo Qingfeng's understanding had been completely overturned by Zhao Feng. He found it hard to imagine what had just happened. Had he been hallucinating?
He couldn't figure this out.
But even if he didn't dwell on this, it was still impossible for Zhao Feng to refine a high-rank grade-six pill!
Combining all the previous events, Huo Qingfeng finally understood that the child in front of him was definitely not simple!
"Young Master, what happened just now?"
Huo Qingfeng asked tentatively in a small voice.
"Cough, cough … the charred pill you saw earlier was just an illusion. I just wanted to see how your character was, but … sigh …"
Zhao Feng coughed dryly, then said in a tone of an old man, lamenting at the end.
In truth, he had failed in the refinement, but there was no need to mention this. Otherwise, the secret of the Dream Source would have been exposed.
"Illusion!"
Huo Qingfeng's mind shook.
This was the only possibility. Otherwise, how could a charred pill suddenly become a finished product?
Moreover, to be able to refine a high-rank grade-six pill, Zhao Feng's alchemy skills were unimaginable. Perhaps Zhao Feng had deliberately refined a hallucinogenic fragrance during the refinement. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hallucinating.
Huo Qingfeng immediately confirmed this point. This child was definitely unfathomable. Also, after Zhao Feng touched that cat, it had also become unfathomable.
At this time, Huo Qingfeng saw the disappointment on Zhao Feng's face.
Clearly, when he saw the failed pill just now, his killing intent towards Zhao Feng had aroused, causing the other party to be disappointed in his character.
"Young Master … Senior, I was impulsive just now. Please forgive me!"
Huo Qingfeng immediately said. However, he was now certain that Zhao Feng was the reincarnation or possession of a powerhouse. Even the way he addressed him had changed.
Moreover, the other party had at least helped him concoct the Soul Origin Purging Pill, so he was at least at the level of a Level Six alchemist. Thus, he was naturally a little embarrassed, so he gave a slight explanation.
"Hmm, it seems that your attitude is quite sincere. Now you can consider what I said before!"
Zhao Feng placed his hands behind his back in a calm manner, emitting a mysterious aura.
There was no need for him to pretend at all. Zhao Feng had been a Blessed Realm elite in his previous life. The aura and bearing that belonged to an elite were innate to him.
The little thieving cat stood on his shoulder, showing off its back and making it seem extraordinary.
This time, Huo Qingfeng was not as angry as before. Instead, he fell into deep thought.
Combining all of this together, he was sure that the person before him was unfathomable and couldn't be judged by the surface.
Furthermore, the other party knew of his peak cultivation, yet he still dared to say such words. Clearly, he had a lot of confidence.
"If I follow this person, I will definitely be able to take revenge and rebuild the Green City Sword Faction!"
Huo Qingfeng said to himself.
But for a mighty Imperishable Realm prodigy like him to be the servant of a thirteen-year-old child was truly rather embarrassing.
"Only by enduring humiliation can one achieve great things. I see that your talent is not bad, so I intend to take you in as a servant. If you perform well in the future, I will not treat you unfairly …"
Zhao Feng said once more, even turning to leave as if he didn't care about Huo Qingfeng at all.
After all, he was someone who had lived for several hundred years. From start to finish, Zhao Feng's actions were quite realistic.
"Senior, please wait!"
Huo Qingfeng's body trembled for a moment, then he suddenly extended a hand and called out to Zhao Feng.
In the end, Huo Qingfeng made his choice.
He needed to take revenge, he needed to rebuild the sect, he needed to live openly. If he wanted to obtain these things, he had to pay a certain price.
Zhao Feng was clearly unfathomable. This was a great opportunity for him!
"A hundred year contract. After a hundred years, you can go wherever you want!"
Zhao Feng threw out a contract scroll.
Huo Qingfeng's talent truly was not bad. At this stage, he could manage a few matters for Zhao Feng, so Zhao Feng only wanted one hundred years.
"One hundred years?"
With a thought, Huo Qingfeng immediately took out the contract scroll.
For martial artists, one hundred years was neither too long nor too short.
"Let's go!"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled and led Huo Qingfeng back into Southcloud City.
Meowmeow!
The little thieving cat turned its head and grinned, apparently saying that in the future, it could be called 'Lord Cat'.
"You don't need to hide your face in the future. No one will dare to touch my people!"
Zhao Feng immediately said when he saw that Huo Qingfeng was still dressed as an elder.
Huo Qingfeng's heart trembled. These words were truly tyrannical and brimming with confidence. Huo Qingfeng felt that his choice was definitely not wrong.
No one was willing to live with a fake face. Huo Qingfeng's facial muscles wriggled, shedding his skin. In a few moments, he had transformed into a young man with sword-like eyebrows and an imposing aura. However, his eyes were still tinged with a faint sorrow, making his disguise as an elder not seem out of place.
Back at the restaurant, Zhao Yun and the others were still waiting for Zhao Feng.
"Brother Feng, where's that vicious old man? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"If he dares to touch Brother Feng, the Zhao clan will never let him off!"
The group of disciples immediately began to flatter.
"That's him. He was just in disguise!"
Zhao Feng glanced at Huo Qingfeng and calmly said.
All the disciples were speechless as they stared at Huo Qingfeng.
At this moment, Huo Qingfeng's eyes had suddenly become incomparably sharp, seemingly piercing through everyone's minds and making it hard for them to breathe.
Of course, Huo Qingfeng naturally wouldn't harm Zhao Feng's clansmen, nor would he lower himself to the level of these children.
"Young Master, this one bids farewell!"
Midway, Huo Qingfeng took the initiative to resign under Zhao Feng's instructions.
In order not to arouse his parents' suspicions, Zhao Feng didn't plan on letting Huo Qingfeng enter the city lord's mansion. He only had him stay nearby. When the time came, even if his enemies came, Zhao Feng would be able to rush over quickly.
Huo Qingfeng rented a cultivation room near the city lord's mansion.
Once inside, he took out three deep blue pills, his face full of excitement.
Gulp!
After taking the pills, Huo Qingfeng began to cultivate and heal.
Immediately, he felt an extremely comfortable liquid flow through his body, reaching his bones and internal organs, and penetrating deep into his soul. It had an unfathomable effect as it healed his injuries.
"The quality of these pills has reached … 'perfect'!"
Huo Qingfeng's mind shook.
As a prodigy of the sect, he had taken no small number of pills.
Besides being divided into grades, pills were also divided into effects. From lowest to highest effects, they were flawed, inferior, superior, peak, and perfect.
Flawed pills could only display ten to thirty percent of the medicinal effect, while perfect pills could display one hundred percent of the medicinal effect.
"Grandmaster! He's definitely a Pill Dao Grandmaster!"
Huo Qingfeng cried out in excitement.
After returning to the city lord's mansion, everyone went about their lives as usual. Meanwhile, Zhao Feng was making some preparations.
The little thieving cat wandered around the city lord's mansion all day without a trace. It had definitely stolen a lot of things.
And with the fully awakened memories of the thieving cat, only Imperishable Realm experts in the entire city lord's mansion would be able to detect its level of thieving.
The little thieving cat's acting cute won the favor of many people in the city lord's mansion, making its theft even smoother.
One day, Zhao Feng's parents came to Zhao Feng's mansion.
"Father, Mother, why have you come in person?"
Zhao Feng opened the door to welcome them, a smile on his face.
But other than his parents, there was another person behind them that he didn't recognize.
It was a woman with an exquisite figure and outstanding charm, giving off the feeling of a heroine. She also glanced at Zhao Feng a few times.
"Feng 'er, how has your cultivation been recently?"
Zhao Tianlong asked in concern.
As the head of the clan, he was naturally most concerned about Zhao Feng's cultivation. In the future, Zhao Feng would inherit his position.
Although Zhao Feng's results were extremely outstanding in every test, Zhao Feng's cultivation didn't seem to be very high!
"Your child has already reached the peak of the Blue Qi Realm!"
Zhao Feng said indifferently.
Zhao Tianlong said nothing. A fourteen-year-old peak Blue Qi Realm was only average among the clan disciples, and relatively poor among the disciples of the main bloodline.
"Feng 'er, this is the new teacher Father has found for you. In the future, you will cultivate with her!"
Zhao Tianlong glanced at the woman next to him and introduced her.
Zhao Feng's parents knew that Zhao Feng didn't like restrictions and rarely entered the clan's martial practice field to train with his peers. However, they had seen Zhao Feng's test results and behavior, and they felt that their son was hiding his strength.
This new teacher was here to teach Zhao Feng, but she was also here to feel out Zhao Feng's depths.
"Feng 'er, don't underestimate Tingyu. She's only twenty-seven, but she's already a peak Divine Transformation martial artist!"
Zhao Feng's mother said with a kind smile.
The two of them left. As the clan head, Zhao Tianlong was very busy, and he was also very relieved to leave his child in Song Tingyu's care.
Song Tingyu was a prodigy of the Song Clan, a great clan near Southcloud City. Her cultivation and talent surpassed the men of the Song Clan, making her the number one expert of her generation.
"You are called Zhao Feng, right? In the future, I will be your master. My name is Song Tingyu!"
Song Tingyu gave a simple smile.
"Hold on. My parents said that you should teach me, but not just anyone can be my master. First, let me see if you have the ability to teach me!"
Zhao Feng immediately said with a faint smile.
This girl actually wanted to become the master of a Creator-level expert? She truly knew how to take advantage of others!
Song Tingyu was a little surprised, but then she smiled as if she didn't care.
In her view, it was normal for these young masters to be arrogant, but she, Song Tingyu, would use her true ability to subdue them.
"Okay. How do you want me to prove that I can be your master?"
Song Tingyu smiled. She wouldn't lower herself to the level of a brat.
"A master naturally needs to have outstanding eyesight. You must be able to sense the mistakes in your disciple's cultivation and the deficiencies in their martial techniques!"
Zhao Feng said, puffing out his chest.
"Correct!"
Song Tingyu nodded. This was truly a necessary quality for a good master.
However, with her cultivation at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, even if her eyesight was lacking, it was more than enough to teach Zhao Feng.
"May I ask, Teacher, how long do you think it will take for me to break through to the Violet Qi Realm?"
Zhao Feng asked with a smile. He opened his arms for Song Yuting to examine carefully.
"The conversion rate of indigo spirit true energy to purple spirit true energy is only ten percent. If you cultivate on your own without taking any pills, it will take at least ten days!"
Song Yuting said after a long observation.
In reality, she thought that Zhao Feng only needed a month. She had overestimated Zhao Feng's talent.
Moreover, she was sure that Zhao Feng wasn't hiding his cultivation.
"Okay, I'll go cultivate first. Let's see if Teacher's eyesight is accurate!"
Zhao Feng turned to leave, as if preparing to cultivate.
Song Tingyu smiled, unconcerned. Zhao Feng definitely wouldn't be able to break through to the Violet Qi Realm within ten days.
However.
As soon as Zhao Feng stepped through the door, his body began to exude a strange ripple of True Qi, which was accompanied by waves of purple gas.
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