BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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Seeing Xiong Zhan agree so readily, Lin Feng smiled and nodded, then pointed out the direction Xiao Yan had flown earlier.

To prevent the beasts from mistaking their target, Lin Feng even used his memory to sketch a portrait of Xiao Yan and handed it to Xiong Zhan.

Once Xiong Zhan learned where Xiao Yan had gone, he immediately turned to the three powerful magic beasts behind him and barked, ”You three, take your men and find this guy for me!”

As he spoke, he held up the portrait so the three peak Rank 7 beasts could see clearly.

”Yes, sir!”

After memorizing Xiao Yan’s appearance, the three savage beasts nodded in unison and accepted the order.

”Good, now get moving! Master Lin Feng said this trip won’t be for nothing. There’ll be pills for everyone afterward, so do your best to find him, got it?”

Waving his fan-sized palm, Xiong Zhan pointed toward the direction Xiao Yan had gone.

”Roar!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than the three beasts let out excited roars and shot down the mountain like black shadows. Judging from their speed, they were likely going to rally the other beasts in the range.

After the beasts vanished, Zi Yan eagerly grabbed Lin Feng’s hand and dragged him toward the massive stone hall.

Her purple eyes sparkled as she said excitedly, ”Lin Feng, let me tell you! I found a ton of medicinal herbs inside this hall. Take a look—if there’s anything you need, just take it all!”

As she spoke, her bright amethyst-like eyes blinked rapidly, as if saying: Come on, praise me already!

”???”

While Zi Yan looked quite pleased with herself, Xiong Zhan was left completely dumbfounded.

Wait a second… the herbs in that hall are the ones I’ve spent over a thousand years collecting! How did they suddenly become something she ”discovered”?

Zi Yan seemed to notice his darkening expression and turned back with a grin, ”Oh, come on, Little Bear. You’re just wasting them sitting on all those herbs. It’s better to give them to Lin Feng—he can refine them into eighth-tier pills for you. Isn’t that way better than gnawing on raw herbs?”

Without waiting for a response, she tugged Lin Feng along, practically skipping toward the inner hall.

After passing through several long corridors, Lin Feng was led by Zi Yan into a wide, open chamber inside the massive stone palace. The instant his foot crossed the threshold, a dense, almost syrupy medicinal fragrance hit him square in the face.

He instinctively raised his head, and what he saw made him freeze on the spot—piles upon piles of medicinal ingredients stacked neatly across the vast floor, stretching as far as the eye could see.

”Rising Dragon Flower Heart... Red Flame Fruit... Sulphur Flame Spiritual Saliva… heavens, these are all ingredients for refining mid- to high-grade eighth-tier pills!”

Lin Feng’s gaze swept across the hall, utterly stunned, as words of amazement slipped from his lips.

He’d known that Xiong Zhan’s den contained a good number of valuable herbs—but he hadn’t expected this many.

”The Pill Realm really is a blessed land…”

Staring at the mountains of rare ingredients, Lin Feng stood dazed for a long while before finally sighing in awe.

Outside this place, even someone of Xiong Zhan’s strength—a One-Star Dou Zun—could never have gathered such a collection.

Even a veteran high-grade eighth-tier alchemist would have a hard time producing this many rare ingredients in a short time.

Yet here, in this stone hall, things that were priceless and nearly impossible to find in the outside world were piled up like common cabbage. Seeing Lin Feng’s dumbstruck expression, Zi Yan couldn’t help but giggle proudly.

”Go ahead and pick whatever you like. Take all of it if you want! Anyway, Little Bear is leaving the Pill Realm soon. If he leaves them here, someone else will just take them later.”

But the moment her voice fell, Xiong Zhan—who had followed them inside—stumbled forward, his massive body jerking as the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

Sure, what Zi Yan said wasn’t wrong. He was planning to leave this cursed place, and these herbs wouldn’t do him much good afterward. But still—these were the treasures he had spent a thousand years painstakingly gathering!

Xiong Zhan’s heart couldn’t help but ache.

”If you need them that badly, just take them all. Once we’re out of here, you can refine some eighth-tier pills for me,” he said helplessly.

He knew Lin Feng was an eighth-tier alchemy master, and although giving away his essence blood hurt, if he could get a few eighth-tier pills in return, it wouldn’t be a loss.

Seeing Xiong Zhan’s expression, Lin Feng couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

He brushed his storage ring, took out three jade bottles, and smiled. ”Brother Xiong Zhan, don’t worry. I’m not taking your things for nothing. Here, these three five-colored eighth-tier pills are yours.”

As he spoke, Lin Feng flicked the bottles toward him.

”Five-Colored eighth-tier pills?!”

Both Xiong Zhan and Zi Yan’s eyes went wide, their shocked voices overlapping. The next instant, Xiong Zhan snapped out of his daze and hurriedly stepped forward to carefully catch the bottles.

He quickly uncorked one of them, and the moment the stopper came off, a rich, almost tangible medicinal fragrance filled the massive stone hall.

At the same time, the pill inside, upon sensing freedom, began to glow faintly and tried to roll out of the bottle—attempting to escape. However, as a Dou Zun, Xiong Zhan’s reflexes were far faster than the pill’s.

The instant he noticed it trying to flee, his hand moved like lightning, sealing the bottle shut once again. Holding the jade bottle in his massive, fan-sized palm, he couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear.

”As expected of an eighth-tier pill—it even has its own consciousness!” he exclaimed excitedly.

But the moment he felt Zi Yan’s fiery gaze on him, Xiong Zhan quickly stuffed all three jade bottles into his chest and bolted for the exit.

After all, even for a high-level Dou Zun, such pills were incredibly precious. For a One-Star Dou Zun magic beast like him, they were priceless treasures.

If that little ancestor of his tried to snatch them away, he’d have no tears left to cry.

As he ran, he still remembered to shout back, ”Brother Lin Feng, the herbs are all yours! I’m going to check if my men are slacking off while searching for Xiao Yan!”

With that, his towering, iron-tower-like figure turned into a streak of light and vanished into the sky. Watching Xiong Zhan flee in such a hurry, Lin Feng shook his head and couldn’t help but smile.

”Looks like Zi Yan must’ve taken plenty of things from him while she was in the Pill Realm. The poor guy’s got trauma now—he won’t even dare stay near her when he gets something good.”

Seeing that, Lin Feng could only chuckle softly as the corners of his mouth curved into a faint smile.

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