BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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Lin Feng guessed that it must have been when Xiao Yan used Yao Chen’s Bone Chilling Flame.

For some reason, he was discovered by Hai Bodong and was identified as the ”culprit.”

”Hehe, Xiao Yan, you little brat, you dared to bully me before. Let’s see what you do now.”

With a chuckle in his heart, Lin Feng withdrew from the crowd and walked toward the Mitell Auction House.

He wanted to see if he could find something he needed.

After some time, Lin Feng slowly stopped.

Lifting his head, he gazed at the massive building in front of him and its distinctive emblem.

A trace of nervousness rose in his heart. After all, he had previously looted Hai Bodong clean.

And now, he was stepping into Hai Bodong’s stronghold—the Mitell Clan’s property.

Even though Hai Bodong had shifted his focus onto Xiao Yan, Lin Feng still felt somewhat apprehensive.

Looking at the massive structure that seemed like a bottomless abyss, swallowing endless streams of people into its depths—

”Hoo~”

He let out a light breath, adjusted his emotions, and walked straight inside.

Navigating through the crowded entrance, he passed through the sharp, hawk-like gazes of the guards stationed at the doorway and entered with composure.

Inside the auction house, soft lighting cascaded down.

The clamor from the outside world seemed to be completely cut off at this moment.

A mere few meters of distance felt like stepping into a completely different realm.

Lin Feng slowed his steps, his gaze sweeping around.

Facing the vast hall before him—like a crystalline city—he wasn’t particularly surprised.

After all, he was no longer that inexperienced boy.

After determining the direction, he proceeded further inside.

Within the hall, expressionless, fully armed guards stood everywhere.

Each of these guards wore the Mitell Clan emblem on their chests.

Clearly, they were the family’s direct forces.

As Lin Feng entered the hall, he keenly felt—

At least twenty sharp gazes sweeping over his body.

Only after a long while did these piercing and scrutinizing gazes gradually withdraw.

At the center of the hall, countless crystal display cases were arranged.

Beside these cases, people moved in an endless stream. Inside, all kinds of rare and peculiar treasures were on display.

Beneath each item, price tags were marked. However, every single one of them was priced at a minimum of thirty thousand gold coins.

Such extravagant prices were enough to deter many people.

Walking past these counters, Lin Feng still didn’t find what he was looking for.

”Hello, dear guest, is there anything specific you need?”

Seeing Lin Feng’s dissatisfaction with the displayed items, a maid stepped forward and asked softly.

”Do you have anything that can hide one’s identity?”

Hearing her question, Lin Feng shifted his gaze from the counter and looked at the maid.

The maid pondered for a moment, then picked up a thick book from beneath the counter.

After checking for a while, she spoke again:

”Guest, in our warehouse, there is a piece of Ice Silkworm Mask Skin. It is made from the silk of the Ice Mountain Snow Silkworm and has been carefully crafted by a master artisan.

The thin mask has already been sculpted into the shape of a human face. As long as you cover it over your face, it will conceal your original appearance. This item should meet your needs.”

Lin Feng’s eyes lit up.

’Isn’t this the same item Xiao Yan used in the original story?’

He then looked at the maid and asked, ”How much?”

”Three hundred thousand gold coins,” the maid answered after glancing at the book.

”I’ll take it.”

Lin Feng immediately took out a gold card and handed it to the maid.

”Understood. Please wait a moment.”

The maid respectfully accepted the card and walked toward the back.

Moments later, Lin Feng walked out of the Mitell Auction House, satisfied, and returned to his inn.

Inside the room, Lin Feng stood before a mirror, carefully disguising himself.

Moments later, his reflection transformed into that of an ordinary-looking man in his thirties.

After confirming that everything was in order, he finally set off toward the Alchemist Association.

So far, he had barely interacted with other alchemists.

Most of his learning came from behind closed doors, an approach that was far from ideal.

However, he wasn’t willing to reveal that, at just seventeen, he was already a Third-Tier Alchemist.

If word got out, it would undoubtedly attract the attention of various powerful factions.

After much deliberation, he decided that disguising himself was the best solution.

Half an hour later, Lin Feng arrived at the Alchemist Association once more.

Upon stepping inside, the thick, rich scent of medicinal herbs filled his nose as he made his way toward the southern hall.

The hall was bustling, with numerous cauldrons blazing with fire.

Small groups of alchemists stood around them, exchanging their insights on refining pills.

Passing by several cauldrons, Lin Feng spotted an open space and immediately walked toward it.

Right now, he was wearing the badge of a First-Tier Alchemist. If he simply tried to join the conversations of the Third-Tier and Fourth-Tier Alchemists, they would undoubtedly ignore him.

Thus, the quickest and most effective way to gain their recognition was to refine a Third-Tier pill on the spot.

Only then would these alchemists willingly accept him into their circle.

Arriving at the empty spot, Lin Feng took out his cauldron, inhaled deeply, and placed his hand on its surface.

”Boom.”

With a muffled sound, a crimson flame—formed from his Dou Qi—erupted inside the cauldron, blazing fiercely.

He retrieved a medicinal herb and tossed it in, skillfully adjusting the flame’s temperature.

As the refinement process continued, one herb after another was successfully extracted.

Meanwhile, a small crowd had begun gathering around him.

”W-What? First-Tier Alchemists nowadays have such mastery?”

A Second-Tier Alchemist stared at Lin Feng’s deft movements, his voice laced with disbelief.

”Maybe he’s just another alchemist who doesn’t like taking official assessments.”

Someone nearby hesitated before offering a quiet remark.

”Judging by the pill he’s refining, it looks like a peak Third-Tier pill—Barrier Protection Pill.”

”Oh, I remember that pill! It ensures that when a cultivator attempts a major breakthrough, they won’t suffer a drop in rank if they fail due to the chaotic backlash of Dou Qi.”

”Exactly! A Third-Tier Barrier Protection Pill can prevent a peak Dou Shi from falling back to an Eight-Star Dou Shi after a failed breakthrough. If I had one of these, I wouldn’t be afraid of failing my advancement!”

A peak Dou Shi-level alchemist looked at Lin Feng’s cauldron with fiery eyes, his tone filled with longing.

He had already made up his mind—if Lin Feng succeeded in refining the pill, he would immediately step forward to negotiate a trade.

Even if it meant paying a hefty price, he had to obtain that Barrier Protection Pill!

Many other Dou Shi-level alchemists shared the same thought.

”The pill is taking shape!”

At that moment, an alchemist noticed the crude, misshapen pill forming inside the cauldron, his expression turning serious.

As soon as the words left his mouth, all eyes instantly locked onto Lin Feng’s cauldron.

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