BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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”Phew, finally out.”

Stepping out of the spatial barrier, Lin Feng exhaled lightly, then quietly slipped away from the group of people.

After that, he changed direction and, under the combined effect of Three Thousand Lightning Movement and Purple Cloud Wings, shot toward Feng City at full speed.

”You’re not heading back to Spirit Mountain City—where are you going?”

Seeing the direction Lin Feng was flying in, Medusa asked curiously.

As she spoke, she suddenly darted out from his sleeve and transformed into her human form.

Lin Feng turned his head and smiled. ”I’m planning to take a stroll through Feng City’s treasury. I’m sure there are plenty of good things in there.”

”That makes sense. Han Feng was a peak sixth-tier alchemist. The treasury must have a lot of medicinal ingredients you need.”

Medusa quickly caught on to his intentions.

Han Feng was already dead, and the many rare items in Feng City were basically a free-for-all—the first to arrive would get them.

Since the Inner Academy wasn’t far from Feng City, and with Lin Feng flying at full speed, he reached his destination in no time.

Gazing at the city below, Lin Feng descended and landed inside. Then, he activated the Soul Concealment.

Using the buildings as cover, he dashed toward the city center.

Because Han Feng had taken most of his experts with him to seize the Inner Academy’s Heavenly Flame, and those people were much slower than Lin Feng, they hadn’t yet returned.

At the moment, only a few Dou Wang-level guards remained in Feng City.

And those people had no way of detecting the hidden Lin Feng.

So, under Medusa’s guidance, he quickly arrived at the treasury’s entrance.

”Who’s there!?”

Seeing someone suddenly appear in front of the treasury gates, the two Dou Wangs guarding the door shouted sharply.

However, the space around them had already been sealed by a Dou Qi barrier Medusa had erected.

Normal means of communication would be useless here—they had no way of calling for help.

Which meant their attempt to alert the others was doomed from the start.

”Flame Origin Palm!”

Wasting no words, Lin Feng unleashed his strongest dou technique, instantly killing the two low-tier Dou Wangs.

As the two scorched corpses hit the ground, Lin Feng pushed open the treasury doors and darted inside.

”Sasha, I’ll leave those two to you.”

Turning to the coldly elegant Medusa beside him, Lin Feng gestured toward the two high-tier Dou Wangs inside the treasury.

”Also, once you’re done with them, help me gather things—especially the cultivation techniques and dou technique section.

Though the odds are slim, I don’t know if Han Feng might’ve stored any of his techniques in the treasury.”

As he spoke, Lin Feng tossed her over a dozen storage rings, then ran straight toward the medicinal ingredient area he was interested in.

”You little thief, how dare you cause trouble in Feng City—let’s see how—”

The two guards, furious at being ignored, were about to attack when a seven-colored lightning whip slammed into one of them, sending him flying backward with tremendous force.

”So noisy.”

With a glance at the now lifeless pair, Medusa’s figure vanished on the spot.

Moments later, her seductive form appeared in the cultivation method and dou technique area.

Taking the storage rings Lin Feng had given her, she began sweeping the scrolls off the wooden shelves in large handfuls.

As for Lin Feng, he completely ignored medicinal ingredients of third-grade and below, only taking those that were fourth-grade or higher.

Even for someone like Han Feng, such herbs wouldn’t have been stockpiled in large amounts.

So Lin Feng spent just a few minutes before collecting everything worthwhile.

As for other alchemy-related items, aside from some low-grade prescriptions and cauldrons, there wasn’t much else.

It seemed that all the truly valuable alchemy items had likely been stashed away by Han Feng in his personal storage rings.

”Lin Feng, someone’s coming. We’ve pretty much taken everything—we should go.”

Just as Lin Feng tucked the last prescription into his storage ring, Medusa appeared beside him and spoke.

”Alright.”

With a short reply, Lin Feng casually stored a few high-quality cauldrons into his ring.

Even if he didn’t use them himself, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion still needed to train other alchemists.

These cauldrons could be given to those alchemists to use in the future.

After finishing up, his foot—crackling with fine silver lightning—slammed onto the ground. Using the rebound force, he shot toward the treasury entrance.

Not even two minutes after Lin Feng and Medusa left, two figures—one gold and one silver—descended rapidly from the sky and landed at the treasury gates.

”Hmm? What happened here? Did someone get here before us?”

Seeing the scorched corpses of the guards at the entrance, the Gold and Silver Elders both felt a sinking sensation in their hearts and rushed toward the doors.

Once inside, they searched around, only to find that all the good stuff was already gone.

”Bang!”

With a furious punch, Elder Jin smashed a nearby wooden shelf, his expression twisted with rage. ”Damn it! Who the hell dared to steal from us, the Gold and Silver Elders!?”

Elder Yin was also trembling with anger at this point.

If the two of them had secured the resources in the treasury, they would’ve had enough to exchange for a Zong Breaking Pill.

But now, all that remained were low-grade items, which were practically useless to experts of their level.

Given his current state, who knew when he’d ever break through to the Dou Zong level?

”Whoosh~”

Just as the two were raging, the sound of something slicing through the air came from outside.

Moments later, major forces who had learned of Han Feng’s death—including Blood Sect, Black Skeleton Tomb, Yin Ghost Sect, Wild Lion Gang, and others—began arriving one after another.

Clearly, they had all come hoping to get a piece of the pie.

As they looked at the now-disorganized treasury and swept their eyes across the empty shelves, they instinctively assumed that the Gold and Silver Elders had taken everything.

With that, the weaker factions quickly banded together.

Then, the most powerful among them—the Tomb Master of Black Skeleton Tomb—stepped forward and glared at the Gold and Silver Elders. ”You two may be strong, but taking all the valuables for yourselves is going too far.”

”Exactly. It’s fine for you to take a bit more, but if you want to hog it all, we won’t stand for it,” said Elder Ban, a Seven-Star Dou Huang, as he also stepped forward.

Faced with the many opposing forces, the Gold and Silver Elders—despite their strength—didn’t dare act rashly.

Elder Jin stepped out and, suppressing his anger, tried to explain calmly: ”This wasn’t done by us. When we got here, the treasury was already like this.”

Elder Yin quickly added, ”If we had taken everything, we’d be long gone. Why would we still be here?”

Hearing this, the gathered sects paused to recall the expressions on the brothers’ faces when they’d arrived.

It did seem like the two had been extremely angry.

”You really didn’t take anything?”

Still unwilling to give up, a few sect leaders—who had gained nothing all day—stepped forward to ask again.

”If we did take everything and wanted to leave, none of you would’ve been able to stop us.”

Elder Jin’s face darkened as he spoke coldly.

With that, everyone exchanged glances and—for the moment—believed the Gold and Silver Elders.

After divvying up the remaining scraps among themselves, they also left the scene one by one.

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