BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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To carry out the secret technique that would restore Tian Huo Zun Zhe’s physical body, Lin Feng only lacked two things: a Heavenly Flame… and the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill.

Among these, the hardest to find—undoubtedly—was the Heavenly Flame.

As for the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill, with Lin Feng’s current status and achievements, even if he couldn’t refine it immediately himself, the two of them could always head to the Pill Tower.

With the right resources and enough effort, they could find a peak seventh-tier alchemist to refine it.

Once that was done, they’d have everything needed for the soul resurrection technique. Tian Huo Zun Zhe could finally be brought back to life.

But now… a new complication had arisen.

After hearing Tian Huo Zun Zhe’s explanation, Lin Feng’s body trembled violently. His pupils suddenly contracted, shrinking to the size of a pinprick!

If what Tian Huo Zun Zhe said was true—if one of the functions of the Bloodthirsty Spirit Formation was to prolong the lifespan of a soul, to keep it from dissipating due to the depletion of its source…then the reason why the master of this ruin went to such lengths to set up the formation became obvious.

Whose soul was he trying to preserve?

In fact… even the mercenaries who discovered the ruin might have been led here on purpose.

And the violent wind currents that had rampaged across the ruins for more than half a month after it opened?

That, too, might have been a deliberate act by this Dou Zun—to lure in as many people as possible and absorb their energy to replenish his own.

”Lin Feng? What’s wrong?”

Xiao Yixian, nestled in his arms, immediately noticed the change in his body and looked up to ask.

Lin Feng shook his head slightly and replied bitterly, ”This plaza…”

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly stopped.

At that moment, a thought struck him—if he spoke openly here, wouldn’t the hidden mastermind behind all of this hear him too?

He immediately switched to soul voice transmission: ”This Black Stone Plaza… it might be a trap.”

He then repeated everything Tian Huo Zun Zhe had just told him.

Xiao Yixian’s expression changed slightly upon hearing that, her elegant brows furrowing as she also replied with soul transmission: ”Then what should we do now? If the master of this Dou Zun Ruin went through so much trouble to set up this trap, he’s definitely not going to let us leave easily.”

”Let’s just take things one step at a time. Right now… I really don’t have a good solution either.”

Lin Feng transmitted helplessly.

All he’d wanted was to come here and see if he could find any suitable wind-attributed techniques or Dou Techniques for Yun Yun.

Who would’ve thought that the owner of the ruin would turn out to be such a scheming old bastard? Not only had they fallen right into his trap, but now they were likely being watched as prey.

He hadn’t found a single high-class wind cultivation technique or Dou Technique—and instead had become someone else’s target.

”Lin Feng, I think I know who the master of this ruin is.”

Right then, Tian Huo Zun Zhe’s voice echoed once more in Lin Feng’s mind.

”Elder Yao, tell me who it is. If I at least know who I’m dealing with, I won’t be fumbling around blindly.”

Lin Feng quickly responded, anxious to hear the answer.

”If my guess is correct, then the owner of this ruin is likely none other than the Lue Feng Zun Zhe, who made a name for himself across the Western Region of Central Plains more than a thousand years ago!”

”Lue Feng Zun Zhe?”

Hearing the title, Lin Feng frowned in confusion.

”I’ve spent quite a bit of time in both the Northern and Western Regions. But I’ve never heard anyone mention this person, and I’ve found nothing about him in any of the historical texts.”

”Of course no one knows him now. Even someone like me—an old Dou Zun who disappeared for hundreds of years—has been completely forgotten by the world. So how could anyone still remember a Dou Zun even older than I am?”

Tian Huo Zun Zhe cleared his throat and continued explaining: ”This man, compared to me, is practically a generation above. Back when I was still just a Dou Zong, he was already a well-known Three-Change Dou Zun in the Western Region of Central Plains.”

”At the time, the territory he controlled far surpassed the land currently held by the Yellow Spring Pavilion—the current overlord of the Western Region.”

”But his reputation was… absolutely terrible. Compared to the Yellow Spring Pavilion today, it was even worse.”

”Not to mention, this Lue Feng Zun Zhe was notorious for his lust. He built up a massive imperial harem. It’s said that over several centuries of searching and collecting, his harem once reached a peak size of nearly ten thousand women!”

Hearing this, even Lin Feng couldn’t help clicking his tongue.

Then, unable to resist, he muttered with a mix of awe and disbelief: ”Man’s really something… a true Dou Zun indeed. One woman a day—that would take him, what, thirty years just to make a full round?”

”Heh heh! You brat could try copying that. With your charm as a seventh-tier alchemist, I’m sure you’d have no trouble attracting more than a few stunning beauties.”

Tian Huo Zun Zhe chuckled mischievously, clearly enjoying Lin Feng’s reaction.

”Yeah, no thanks. I’d rather not get chopped in half by Cai Lin and Xiao Yixian.”

Lin Feng rolled his eyes, then quickly changed the topic. ”Elder Yao, let’s stay focused. Tell me more about this Lue Feng Zun Zhe.”

”Tch, you sound just like that little purple-haired girl,” Tian Huo Zun Zhe grumbled, but continued anyway.

”As for the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame, I vaguely recall that it was originally discovered by a six-colored eighth-tier alchemist in the Western Region. That man spent decades searching before finally finding it.”

”While fleeing through the Western Wasteland Desert, the Lue Feng Zun Zhe happened to run into that alchemist—who was in the middle of gathering medicinal ingredients. For whatever reason, he took a liking to the Heavenly Flame and killed the man outright to take it by force.”

”However, the alchemist wasn’t weak. He had a strong companion with him. Although neither survived in the end, they managed to get the news back to their clan before dying.”

The moment Lin Feng heard that, a sudden flash of insight struck him like lightning.

That… explained everything.

If he was right, then the Lue Feng Zun Zhe had likely acquired a soul cultivation technique from that six-colored eighth-tier alchemist.

A Dou Zun’s soul was already strong to begin with—if it was further refined with a specialized soul technique...then it wouldn’t be impossible for his soul to reach the Spirit Realm!

So that’s why Lin Feng had felt his own soul suppressed here—it was because there was a far more powerful soul lurking in this place, silently interfering.

Tian Huo Zun Zhe went on: ”Also, most Dou Zun titles aren’t random. They’re often based on what the person is best known for. As for this Lue Feng Zun Zhe, his specialty was speed.”

”I remember that the alchemist’s clan once sent a Six-Change Dou Zun to hunt him down. And yet, the Lue Feng Zun Zhe actually managed to escape unscathed—relying entirely on his frightening speed.”

”After that, he disappeared into the vast Western Wasteland Desert… and was never seen again.”

”Of course, he paid a heavy price for it. The power and influence he’d spent centuries building was completely wiped out.”

”By the time I reached the Dou Zun level myself—several hundred years later—he was already a Five-Change Dou Zun. And his speed had become even more terrifying.”

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