BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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Lin Feng flicked his finger, and a drop of blood landed precisely on the forehead of one of the puppets.

Instantly, he gained control over the puppet.

”With this, I’ll feel more confident entering the Dou Zun Ruins this time,” he said with a smile, storing the two Earth Demon Puppets into his storage ring.

After that, he glanced toward the depths of the sand cave, where Xiao Yixian was still advancing in her breakthrough.

Lin Feng stood quietly for a moment before letting out a light sigh. ”I hope she succeeds.”

This Dou Zun ruin had originally been restricted, but due to disagreements between the Western Desolate Region and the Earth Force Sect, it had eventually been opened for anyone to explore freely.

However, based on the information he had gathered, the Western Desolate Region was probably not much different from the Black-Corner Region where he had lived before.

Having spent years in the Black-Corner Region, Lin Feng understood the mindset of people in places like that.

Under normal circumstances, there’s no way they would be so generous as to give up such a precious treasure.

Unless… they had some greater interests at stake.

Thinking of this, a hint of doubt surfaced in Lin Feng’s heart.

”Sigh, no need to overthink it. I might as well use this free time to refine that Rank 8 Beast Flame and enhance the power of my Life Transforming Flame.”

Since Xiao Yixian was in seclusion, Lin Feng gave up the idea of refining pills.

Instead, he retrieved a transparent jade bottle from his storage ring.

Inside it, an orange-colored flame flickered gently.

The moment the jade bottle appeared, the already hot air around him became even more intense.

”Pop!”

With a light flick of his finger, the cork sealing the bottle flew off.

A wave of scalding heat burst out instantly.

Upon seeing this, the raging Heavenly Flame within Lin Feng’s body surged forth and tightly wrapped around the Rank 8 Beast Flame.

The moment the two flames made contact, the Beast Flame’s aura weakened noticeably.

”This Rank 8 Beast Flame’s quality is way inferior to the one I got from Han Feng...” Lin Feng frowned as he sensed the temperature of the flame in front of him.

But then, he shook his head.

The one from Han Feng had likely been obtained by Yao Chen himself.

Given the former number one alchemist’s influence in Central Plains, the Beast Flame he secured would certainly be far beyond the reach of a force like Bone Transforming Gate.

After all, the Rank 8 magic beasts Yao Chen could access were on a completely different level than what the Bone Transforming Gate could hope to encounter.

Refocusing his attention, Lin Feng concentrated once again on the flame in front of him.

His soul power took control of the Beast Flame tightly encased by the Heavenly Flame, guiding it into his body.

Then, he began refining it according to the Flame Creation Art.

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The vast desert stretched as far as the eye could see, with the sound of fierce wind howling constantly through the air.

The scorching heat warped the very air itself, turning the horizon into waves that shimmered like water.

Within such a harsh and unforgiving desert, figures could be seen flying through the sky from time to time, heading straight toward the desert’s heart.

Their flight stirred up gusts of wind that kicked sand into the air, creating a storm of golden dust.

The entire region looked like a scene from hell.

”The Gang Wind in this Western Wasteland Desert is unbelievably fierce...” Lin Feng flew through the sky, staring at the endless expanse of gold beneath him with awe.

In the beginning, those winds hadn’t seemed too bad.

But the deeper into the desert they flew, the more terrifying the Gang Wind became—powerful enough to shred a Dou Ling into pieces.

Only cultivators at the level of Dou Wang or higher could withstand it.

”We should be getting close now, right?” a female voice suddenly spoke beside him.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties, with an unremarkable face and a delicate lady’s sun hat atop her head.

Her hair was tucked completely beneath the hat.

This woman was none other than Xiao Yixian, her real identity completely concealed.

”Just about. The ruins should be just up ahead.”

Lin Feng, who had also hidden his appearance, now looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. He nodded in reply.

At this point, twelve days had passed since the two of them had set out.

Because Xiao Yixian had taken longer than expected to break through to Eight-Star Dou Zong, the two of them had been delayed quite a bit, and as a result, they still hadn’t arrived at the ruins today.

However, Lin Feng wasn’t particularly anxious at this moment.

Judging from the map, they were already quite close to the Dou Zun Ruins.

If the ruins truly had been activated, there would definitely be some kind of commotion.

”There are quite a lot of people here this time!”

Xiao Yixian’s beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings. Although they hadn’t reached the actual Dou Zun Ruins, around them, more and more Dou Zong experts soared through the air and flew past them toward the distance.

Because Lin Feng and Xiao Yixian were deliberately keeping a low profile, concealing their true strength and masking themselves as mere One-Star Dou Zong, they didn’t fly too fast.

Otherwise, with their true strength, none of these people would have been able to overtake them even if they ran themselves to death.

”We’re here!”

A moment later, Lin Feng suddenly exclaimed, staring at the horizon where a dark mass of people gathered like a black tide.

Beside him, Xiao Yixian also cast her gaze toward the crowd.

As they got closer, the figures in the crowd became clearer, and both Lin Feng and Xiao Yixian were surprised.

”All the Dou Huang and Dou Zong in the area around Di Gang City who caught wind of the ruins must’ve shown up,” Xiao Yixian said with a sigh as she looked at the massive gathering.

As for those Dou Wang who came to watch the excitement—they weren’t worth mentioning.

By her rough estimate, there were probably over a hundred Dou Huang here.

As for Dou Zong cultivators—who even in the Central Plains could dominate a small city—there were dozens of them.

Don’t be fooled into thinking Dou Huang were worthless just because they were common within the top powers like the Hall, the Tower, the Two Sects, the Three Valleys, and the Four Pavilion.

In ordinary forces, a Dou Huang was still considered core high-end strength.

Losing even one would have a sect or clan leader stomping in rage.

After all, even in the Central Plains, a person who could reach the Dou Huang level was one in ten thousand.

As for Dou Zong, they were dozens of times rarer than Dou Huang.

And yet now, so many of them had gathered in one place.

This alone was proof enough of just how tempting the ruins left behind by a Dou Zun expert were to cultivators of these levels.

”Heh, well, this is the legacy of a Dou Zun expert after all—who wouldn’t want that?” Lin Feng shook his head and said, ”The gap between Dou Zong and Dou Zun is greater than the gap between Da Dou Shi and Dou Huang.

Any cultivator who reaches Dou Zong, who doesn’t want to step into that next realm? Besides, even if you don’t want to move forward, sometimes there’s a pressure behind you pushing you onward whether you like it or not.”

He hadn’t started cultivating to reach some lofty goal—he just didn’t want to be bullied on the Dou Qi Continent.

But once he began cultivating, it was like a path with no end—he couldn’t stop.

Even if he gave up everything, including the few women beside him, and ran off to live in seclusion in the mountains…

Eventually, someone would still come and kill him.

Besides, he couldn’t bear to abandon the women beside him.

”You’ve got a point,” Xiao Yixian nodded in agreement after hearing his words.

She herself was a prime example.

If she couldn’t gather the materials necessary to refine the Poison Pill, she would eventually be consumed by her Woeful Poison Body.

In the end, she would end up just like those other tragic bearers of the same body.

When the two of them reached the outermost edge of the crowd—where most of the Dou Wang experts had gathered—they didn’t linger.

Under the envious stares of the many Dou Wangs below, they flew straight over.

When they arrived at the gathering of Dou Huang, they did the same and continued forward.

Eventually, they reached the very front, where the Dou Zong experts were concentrated.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and then deliberately chose a spot farther back.

The nearby Dou Zong cultivators all looked over vigilantly when they noticed the two newcomers.

After all, everyone here had the same goal: the treasures hidden behind the spatial barrier.

Once the Dou Zun Ruins opened, they would all become deadly rivals.

However, after sensing that Lin Feng and Xiao Yixian were only One-Star Dou Zong, their hostility quickly faded, and they withdrew their gazes.

Lin Feng, too, swept his gaze across the nearby experts.

But when his eyes shifted toward the front-right side of the crowd, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura.

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