He had come with good intentions to help Qi Mo Yang get rid of the cold poison, but he was ridiculed and slandered by these three arrogant alchemists.
If it weren't for Bai Hun and Qi Tian, Feng Wuchen would have left already.
"Stinky brat! Don't be happy too early! Do you really think you can get rid of the old pavilion master's cold poison? "Old Yang clenched his teeth and said angrily.
"Why don't we make a bet? If I can't get rid of the old pavilion master's cold poison, or if there is even a trace of it left, then I lose. You can do whatever you want with me. If you lose, you have to hand over all the precious herbs you have. Do you dare to bet? "Feng Wuchen asked.
Seeing Feng Wuchen so confident, Old Yang frowned and thought, "The old pavilion master's cold poison is not ordinary, not to mention the Thousand Year Ice Flame cold poison. The three of us have used all kinds of anti-cold items, but none of them worked. This brat can't get rid of the cold poison, but he said he would lose even if there is even a trace of it left. Is he that confident?"
"Let's bet! Do you think we are afraid of you?" Before Old Yang could say anything, one of the old alchemists shouted.
Feng Wuchen shrugged and said, "Don't you want to think about it?"
"Old Wang, let Old Yang decide." Another alchemist seemed to be scared.
"We will do as you say. If there is even a trace of the cold poison left, Old Man will kill you!" Old Yang said gloomily.
"Pavilion Master Qi, three elders, you are all blacksmiths. You can see it clearly with your soul power. You can be my witnesses." Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently.
"Yes! Lord Feng! "Qi Tian nodded respectfully.
"Lord Feng?" Old Yang frowned. He seemed to have just realized it, but he didn't think too much about it.
Old Yang couldn't have connected it to Feng Wuchen. After all, this was the Asura Region.
Slowly turning around, Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "Old Pavilion Master, you might feel a little uncomfortable when the cold poison is expelled. After all, the cold poison has been accumulating in your body for dozens of years. It has attacked your heart and invaded your entire body. You will have to bear the pain."
"No matter how painful the pain is, it is nothing compared to the torture of the cold poison. Little brother, please." Qi Mo Yang nodded his head. The three pharmacists were helpless and he could only trust Feng Wuchen.
"Bang!"
With a thought, the Crow Flame was urged out, and a strand of black colored flame lit up on his palm. It jumped about like a spirit, and it was suffused with an icy cold aura that shook the soul.
"Black flames? He can actually control such a terrifying flame! "Elder Yang's old eyes suddenly bulged.
"The aura of the flames is actually cold air! What kind of fire is this? "Elder Wang's face was filled with shock and fear.
"What a terrifying flame! I've never seen black flames before! "Qi Tianren and the three elders were shocked and curious.
Qi Mo Yang stared at the black flame in shock and asked, "Little brother, what kind of flame is this?"
"This is a type of ancient flame. It is very domineering, but with your cultivation, you should be able to bear some of it." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
Bear some of it?
Was the Crow Flame really that terrifying?
One had to know that Qi Mo Yang was a Second Heaven Emperor. Although he was tortured by the cold poison, a strand of black flame should not be able to harm Qi Mo Yang, right?
Elder Yang and the other two obviously did not believe it. Their old faces were filled with disdain.
On the other hand, Qi Tianren and the others believed it without a doubt because they knew Feng Wuchen's identity.
"Ah!"
Feng Wuchen flicked his finger, and a strand of black flame instantly drilled into Qi Mo Yang's forehead. At that moment, Qi Mo Yang suddenly screamed in pain.
The Crow Flame slowly swam around and started to devour the cold poison in Qi Mo Yang's body.
"Old Pavilion Master, bear with it." Feng Wuchen said.
Qi Mo Yang was in extreme pain. His pale face was contorted and his body was trembling.
Just looking at him was enough to frighten people.
Qi Tianren and the others were nervous. Their palms were sweating as they hoped that Feng Wuchen could successfully cure the cold poison.
After a while, white mist started to emerge from Qi Mo Yang's head.
"The cold poison has been removed!" Elder Yang suddenly exclaimed. He was dumbfounded.
"What a powerful flame! It can actually suppress … No! It can expel the cold! "Elder Wang could not help but exclaim.
"This is too magical! As expected of Lord Feng! The effect is instantaneous! "Qi Tianren was extremely excited.
"Some of the cold poison is also decreasing rapidly!" Qi Shaokong laughed excitedly.
The Crow Flame slowly swam around Qi Mo Yang's limbs and bones. His body was emitting white mist. The pain of being burned and devoured made Qi Mo Yang scream continuously.
Elder Yang and the other two were petrified on the spot. Their faces were filled with shock.
"The cold poison is attacking the heart. The last step is the most painful. Old Pavilion Master, you must bear with it." Feng Wuchen reminded him again.
Qi Mo Yang nodded as he screamed.
"Argh!"
The intense pain increased by a few times. Qi Mo Yang's screams became even more intense.
Fortunately, the Crow Flame was powerful enough. In less than three minutes, the Crow Flame had completely devoured the cold poison in Qi Mo Yang's body.
Qi Mo Yang retracted the Crow Flame and the pain disappeared. Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Lord Feng, has it been cured?" Qi Tianren asked.
"Of course. The cold poison in the old pavilion master's body has disappeared!" Feng Wuchen nodded.
"The cold poison is really gone! Little brother, you're really an expert! "Qi Mo Yang's pale face was filled with shock. He could not believe it.
"The cold poison … is gone …" Elder Yang was dumbfounded.
"Thank you, Lord Feng! Thank you, Lord Feng! "Qi Shaokong and the three elders thanked him excitedly.
Qi Tianren said respectfully, "Thank you, Lord Feng, for saving my father's life. I'm unable to repay you. If there's anything you need from me in the future, just let me know. The Dawn Pavilion will definitely help you!"
"Pavilion Master Qi, you're too kind. Even if the old pavilion master is President Bai's friend, he's still one of us. There's no need to be so courteous." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
"Thank you, Lord Feng, for saving my life!" Qi Mo Yang knelt on one knee to express his gratitude.
"There's no need to be so courteous, old pavilion master." Feng Wuchen hastily helped Qi Mo Yang up.
"Father, the person I've invited is Lord Feng, the famous god-grade equipment craftsman and alchemist in the Heavenly Realm. He's also the Temple Master of the Dragon God Temple," Qi Tianren hastily said.
"You … You're that Lord Feng?" Qi Mo Yang turned pale with fright. He immediately knelt down on one knee again. "I didn't know about Lord Feng's identity. Please forgive me, Lord Feng."
Qi Mo Yang knelt down in fear because not only did he know that Feng Wuchen was the Lord Feng, but he also knew that Feng Wuchen was the Young Master of the Dragon Gods.
"Old pavilion master, please rise," Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.
"Feng … Lord Feng …" Elder Yang and the other two elders were completely flustered. They knelt down on the spot in fear.
Feng Wuchen chuckled as he looked at Elder Yang and the other two elders. "Pavilion Master Qi and the others can testify. You've lost."
"Yes, yes, yes! This storage ring contains all of our medicinal herbs. Please accept it, Lord Feng! "Elder Yang presented the storage ring with trembling hands.
Feng Wuchen's next words caused them to lose all hope.
(End of Chapter)
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