Breaking the Masked Man

"Your disciple Han Feng claimed that the Medicine Master failed in his alchemy attempt and died as a result of the backlash."

Yao Yan glanced at the seemingly calm old man beside him, a hint of sympathy in his eyes, and slowly said, "The number one alchemist in Zhongzhou, the former champion of the Pill Refining Competition, actually died while refining pills. This joke is really interesting."

"This evil!"

Upon hearing this, the old apothecary's face contorted with rage. After enduring for a moment, he finally couldn't contain his anger and uttered a curse.

He never expected that after his 'death,' Han Feng would spread such rumors about him. The dignified Medicine Venerable had actually died from a backlash while refining pills. This matter would probably make many people secretly laugh at him, such as his former rivals.

"Your disciple is now active in the Black Corner Region, known as the Medicine King, and is currently enjoying unparalleled fame."

Yao Yan appropriately revealed some information.

Upon hearing Yao Yan's words, Yao Lao closed his eyes and shook his head, his heart almost numb. Scenes from the past flashed through his mind, and he realized that he might never have truly understood Han Feng. The child he had raised with his own hands was so arrogant, cold-blooded, greedy for quick success and profit, and ungrateful...

An indescribable sense of regret welled up from my heart.

The wound had never healed, and now it had been completely torn open by Yao Yan's few words, leaving it a bloody mess.

"Do you need me to help you deal with him?"

Yao Yan glanced at the grief-stricken soul of the old man, revealing his true colors.

The old doctor could no longer laugh. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yao Yan, and said slowly, "Boy, you're saying all this because you want something from me, aren't you?"

Although he hadn't known Yao Yan for long, Yao Lao had gradually figured out Yao Yan's personality.

"Dan recipe."

The medicine was concise and to the point.

The most valuable thing about the old alchemist now is his pill formulas. As the number one alchemist in Zhongzhou, the number of pill formulas he has collected is absolutely astronomical, and their value is immeasurable.

After pondering for a moment, the old apothecary said, "I can give you pill formulas from grades one to six. As for grades seven and above, that wretched creature's life is not worth that much."

There was a pause.

He suddenly chuckled and said with a hint of amusement, "Kid, do you want some seventh or eighth grade pill formulas? To be honest, I also have ninth grade ones. But you should know the value of these formulas; they are enough to drive all alchemists crazy."

He said this with extreme confidence, because no alchemist could resist the temptation of a pill formula, especially a ninth-grade pill formula!

"interested in."

Yao Yan looked at the old man who was deliberately tempting him, and cursed him in his heart, but pretended to be calm and said that with Hun Xuzi as his teacher, he was not worried about the pill formulas. It's just that no alchemist would complain about having too many pill formulas. The more you collect, the better. Even if you don't use them, it's good to keep them.

If given the opportunity in the future, he wouldn't mind emptying the Pill Tower and the Medicine Clan.

The old doctor was starting to have doubts about life. Was this kid really a seventeen-year-old boy? How could he look so calm? Could it be that some old monster had possessed him?

However, this thought quickly vanished, because if an old fellow really possessed the other party, it would be impossible for Yao Yan to cultivate the Three Flowers Gathering Fire Technique to the perfect level. This technique has extremely high requirements for essence, energy and spirit, and the person who possesses the body is not qualified to cultivate it successfully. The same goes for refining strange fire. If the soul and body are not compatible, it is extremely easy to trigger the strange fire to rage.

Is this kid faking it?

The old apothecary's eyes flickered slightly, like an old fox: "I can teach you the pill formulas one by one in the future, but you need to do some things for me."

"Business deals should be discussed one at a time. First, give me the prescriptions for medicines of grades one through six."

Yao Yan remained calm and composed, not at all intimidated, and directly stated his conditions. He knew that Yao Lao was now completely dependent on him, and that only he, who cultivated the Burning Flame Technique, could perfectly revive the other party. As for other methods of revival, most of them were not perfect enough. Otherwise, Yao Lao would not have encouraged Xiao Yan to cultivate the Burning Flame Technique in the original work.

As for whether a ninth-grade alchemist has this ability, that is beyond Yao Yan's current knowledge. Based on the information he currently knows, there is only one method that can perfectly revive a soul. The method of resurrection by borrowing a corpse, like that of the Soul Palace, is too crude and almost cuts off all future paths, leaving one only to be trapped on one path until death, becoming a creature that is neither human nor ghost.

The old doctor nodded and generously organized the pill formula in his mind into a strand of soul power, which he then injected into Yao Yan's brow. With the other party's soul at the Spirit Realm level, he did not need to consider whether the other party could withstand it. Once the soul enters the Spirit Realm, its strength will undergo earth-shattering changes.

To put it bluntly, Yao Yan's spiritual power alone is enough to rival that of an ordinary Dou Zong!

One can imagine how powerful a soul at this level must be.

While receiving messages and organizing the pill formulas in his mind, Yao Yan continued to extract medicinal materials. Soon, he had memorized the massive amount of pill formulas. Among them, there were no less than a hundred formulas for sixth-grade pills alone. Even though he already had most of them, the remaining ones were still of considerable value.

"how?"

The old doctor stroked his beard, sensing that the other party would be shocked. These prescriptions were the culmination of his hundreds of years of experience, enough to give this young fellow, Yao Yan, a sense of awe from his senior.

"To be honest, I'm quite disappointed. I already have the prescriptions for most of these pills."

Yao Yan shook her head and said with a regretful expression.

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao was speechless. He had almost forgotten that Yao Yan had a teacher. Given the teacher's level, his status within the Yao Clan should be quite high. Obtaining the formulas for first to sixth grade pills would be incredibly easy for him.

"Don't tell me that your teacher also gave you the formula for a seventh-grade elixir."

"No, that's not true. The formulas for seventh-grade pills are too complicated. I only know a few seventh-grade pill formulas, and they are all similar to the Instant Qi Pill, which has a relatively simple formula."

"I will give you another formula for a seventh-grade pill, a formula that I created myself!"

Perhaps wanting to compare himself with Yao Yan's teacher, Yao Lao said this in a defiant manner.

The words fell.

He then condensed another strand of soul power and injected it into Yao Yan's brow. As a large number of medicinal herbs appeared, a seventh-grade pill called Yin Yang Xuan Long Dan appeared in his mind. This pill formula was created by Yao Lao and its effects were extremely unique.

If the person who takes this pill is seriously injured or on the verge of death in the future, and is lucky, this pill can give the person who swallows the pill the opportunity to break through and stand up again. The so-called breaking through and standing up again means breaking through the previous shackles and making people feel like they have undergone a metamorphosis. Whether it is the body, soul or even fighting spirit, they can reach a higher level!

The most famous one is Feng Zun Zhe, a good friend of Yao Lao, who broke through to the Dou Zun realm with the help of this pill.

However, this kind of pill seems to have very limited effect on Yao Yan. With the bloodlines of the Spirit Clan and the Stone Clan's Dou Di, his own physique is already astonishingly strong. It would be quite difficult to ruin his body.

"how."

The old man stroked his beard and said with great confidence, "This pill was created by me when I was young. It has the effect of breaking through and rebuilding. My good friend Venerable Feng broke through to the Dou Zun realm with the help of this pill!"

"I have heard of this matter. You truly deserve to be the renowned first alchemist of Zhongzhou."

Yao Yan got a seventh-grade pill formula for free, so he naturally didn't hold back his praise and gave the other party appropriate compliments. As people get older, they are more suited to hearing nice things.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 121 Encourage

As the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire rose, the emerald green liquid gradually became viscous, emitting a delicate fragrance that sent a tingling sensation through one's soul.

As Yao Lao watched the Soul Nourishing Saliva gradually condense within the Black Demon Cauldron, a burning desire appeared in his eyes. With his current soul state, he could barely maintain his sleep, and it would be impossible for him to fight anyone. However, once he had the Soul Nourishing Saliva, he was confident that he could recover to a healthy state in the shortest possible time.

Even if he couldn't recover to his peak state, his original soul realm would still be enough to deal with most Dou Zong powerhouses.

In this way, they had some ability to protect themselves.

Thinking of this, the old man glanced at Yao Yan, who was refining pills. After thinking for a moment, he finally couldn't suppress his curiosity: "Boy, aren't you curious at all about what kind of pill the ninth-grade pill formula I have?"

"I'm only a seventh-grade alchemist. The ninth grade is too far away from me. Aiming too high is meaningless."

Yao Yan stared intently at the Soul-Nourishing Saliva gradually taking shape within the Black Demon Cauldron, his expression unchanged. He spoke softly, not believing that he would lack recipes for ninth-grade pills in the future. In this world where strength reigns supreme, as long as one is strong enough, one will naturally obtain what is appropriate.

Before this, collecting prescriptions was just a hobby, and also a way to maximize the value of the herbalist.

Squeeze every last drop of value out of him!

"makes sense."

The old doctor was taken aback upon hearing this, then smiled, feeling inexplicably sentimental. If Han Feng had had this mindset back then, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way. Was it because he couldn't bear to part with the Burning Flame Technique? Compared to the child he had raised from childhood, what was a cultivation technique? He simply didn't want the other to cultivate such an obviously harmful technique, out of love for his child.

But thinking about these things now is obviously pointless.

In a short while, the Soul-Nourishing Saliva had condensed into a fist-sized, emerald-green paste, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance. Faint ripples of blue energy rippled slowly, like water patterns.

"It's done. You can refine it yourself now."

Yao Yan used his soul power to control and handed the still-warm Soul Nourishing Saliva to Yao Lao. Yao Lao did not resist and allowed the Soul Nourishing Saliva to pour down from his head. The moment the emerald green paste came into contact with Yao Lao's soul body, it was like the source of life, turning into strands of green energy that flowed into it, causing Yao Lao's originally transparent soul body to quickly solidify.

The old apothecary sat cross-legged in the void, summoning the pale white bone spirit cold fire around him. He used the power of the strange fire to refine the medicinal power of the Soul Nourishing Saliva, accelerating the recovery of his soul. At this moment, he was like a person who had been thirsty in the desert for a long time and found a clear spring. Each sip of the 'clear spring' revitalized his soul, and even his old figure gradually became younger.

An invisible pressure of soul energy instantly spread in all directions, forcing the Amethyst Winged Lion King and its cubs in the distance to hunch over. The two lions, one large and one small, stared wide-eyed in fear at the soul entity floating in mid-air.

"boom!"

As the surrounding energy of heaven and earth trembled, Yao Lao opened his eyes again, his pupils filled with pale flames. He looked more like a powerful figure than a decrepit old man.

"I haven't felt this fulfilled in a long time."

The old man sighed, feeling that his soul no longer felt empty, but had become incredibly solid, almost indistinguishable from a living person.

"Congratulations."

Yao Yan looked at Yao Lao and said.

The old man looked down at Yao Yan, his eyes flickering for a moment. The slight resentment rising in his heart was quickly suppressed. He knew very well that if he wanted to be resurrected, he had to rely on the boy in front of him. There was no point in turning against him. However, he had suffered a great loss this time. Not only was his body gone, but his collection accumulated over hundreds of years had also been given away to the boy in front of him.

Even the bone spirit Cold Fire that had followed him for a hundred years was gone.

How could he not feel anything? He's not a saint.

He sighed softly, then composed himself and looked at Yao Yan, urging, "There's nothing to congratulate me on. Let me congratulate you after I recover my physical body. Kid, I know the whereabouts of the Fallen Heart Flame. How about it, are you interested in taking him down?"

Yao Yan has already obtained the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame and successfully refined and devoured it. Combined with his Bone Spirit Cold Flame, he only needs to find the last strange flame to successfully revive himself.

"I thought you would come after me and take these things back."

Yao Yan raised his hand and put the Black Demon Cauldron back into the Bone Flame Ring. Looking at Yao Lao floating in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips as he teased him.

Upon hearing this, the old physician chuckled and said, "I'm not foolish enough to cut off my own escape route. A perfect resurrection depends on you, young man. Besides, with your intelligence, since you've restored me to this state, you must have already devised a plan. If I were to turn against you, I might be the one suffering in the end."

This is why Yao Lao restrained his resentment. Yao Yan is quite cunning. He had already seen through Yao Yan's character when Yao Yan restored him to a half-crippled state. Yao Yan was not a kind person.

"Actually, I'm quite curious about how much combat power a soul at the Spirit Realm level can unleash."

Yao Yan said with some regret.