Starting as a supporting character in Doupo

The flames that ordinary Battle Masters conjure from their Battle Qi are yellow. Only some alchemists can produce flames of other colors, such as white flames. Could it be a strange fire?

Han Jue was suddenly startled.

"That's right. If it's a strange fire, then the person who came must be an alchemist. Damn it, how did I get involved with an alchemist?"

Han Jue's heart sank to the bottom.

What's most terrifying about alchemists isn't their strength, but their influence. Once an alchemist calls upon his friends, Han Jue, with his own strength as a Great Dou Master, simply wouldn't be able to defeat them.

Just as Han Jue was pondering, hurried footsteps came from outside, and then a mercenary walked in and said to Han Jue.

"Commander, this is where someone shot an arrow at our gate just now. He said it says 'Young Miss's place' on it."

Upon hearing the visitor's words, Han Jue abruptly raised his head, like a furious lion. He then concealed the murderous intent in his eyes and took the letter from the mercenary's hand.

Han Jue glanced at the letter in his hand, then laughed angrily. "Haha, very well indeed! I'd like to see who you are!"

As expected, the letter not only mentioned that the other party knew about the Devouring Herb, but also asked Han Jue to take the Devouring Herb alone to make the exchange.

Han Jue had made up his mind. Even if the other party was an alchemist, he would not hand over the Devouring Herbs. Moreover, the other party had actually risked his life alone last night, which meant that he was alone now. As long as he killed him, even if the other party called for reinforcements, he could deny it to the death. After all, he had a powerful background, and no one would risk making a blood feud with him for a dead man.

After reading the letter in his hand, Han Jue said sternly.

"Withdraw all the brothers outside, prepare for battle, prepare horses for me, and once you see my signal, everyone come to my aid as quickly as possible!"

"Yes!" Qin Yang looked at Han Jue, a glint of passion flashing in his eyes.

Soon, Han Jue rode a fast horse towards a remote place outside Mo City.

On the city wall of Mo City, Xiao Fan looked down at Han Jue, who had left the city, and smiled slightly. Everything was proceeding according to his plan.

Under the scorching sun, a tall, chestnut horse galloped wildly across the desert. This man was none other than Han Jue, who was heading to the location Xiao Fan had mentioned.

Along the way, Han Jue carefully observed his surroundings to prevent any ambush. Although he was a Great Dou Master, Han Jue was naturally vigilant, which is why he had his mercenaries prepare before he set off.

As soon as Han Jue returns the money, he immediately sends a distress signal. This way, the Iron Cavalry Mercenary Group can arrive very quickly. With his strength as a Great Battle Master, even if he is ambushed, he can hold out until reinforcements arrive.

pat!

The chestnut horse's hooves crushed the sand crabs that had just emerged from the desert. Sand crabs were a type of low-level magical beast in the Tagor Desert, which usually hid in the desert and ambushed its passing prey.

Unfortunately, the sand crab had just crawled out of the sand when its life was cut short.

call out!

A sharp arrow shot towards Han Jue from behind the beach.

Han Jue remained completely calm, staring at the direction from which the arrow had come, and gritted his teeth, saying, "You finally couldn't hold back anymore."

He knew that he would be ambushed on his way to the transaction location, so he was well prepared.

Han Jue braced his left hand on the horse's back, staring intently at the oncoming arrow. Using his left hand for support, he spun around on the horse, his battle qi armor quickly covering his entire body. His right hand, enveloped in battle qi, reached out directly to grab the incoming arrow.

Using the momentum of the rotation, Han Jue forcefully hurled the arrow in his hand behind the beach where he had just been.

The power of a Grand Master means that the arrows thrown with all their might are no slower than those of a crossbow, and are even more astonishing, because the tips of the arrows are now imbued with the battle aura of a Grand Master, which can easily penetrate people's armor.

"Didn't get it?" Han Jue said in a low voice.

The arrow was shot out, but there was no scream as expected.

Just then, some arrows were shot at Han Jue from the surrounding beach.

Han Jue, his entire body covered in battle qi armor, roared, "Do you think you can ambush me with just these things?"

Han Jue easily released his fighting spirit, enveloping his entire body, and tore the rain of arrows aimed at him to shreds.

The continuous rain of arrows did not stop, and continued to be fired at Han Jue. Han Jue carefully observed his surroundings, but still could not find any trace of the enemy.

He knew this was just a trap set by the visitors, but Han Jue thought they were being naive to think they could harm or even kill him with such tricks.

After several volleys of arrows, Han Jue still found no trace of the enemy, and then roared in anger.

"Earthshattering swirl!"

With a roar, Han Jue gathered his fighting spirit around his body, forming an earth-yellow sphere, which he then pressed into the earth.

Centered on Han Jue, waves of battle qi spread outwards from him.

The dozens of crossbows buried around Han Jue were instantly shaken out of the ground by Han Jue.

"Is that all you've got? Huh?"

call out!

In that brief moment, a sharp arrow, streaked with white flames and shot at a tricky angle, aimed directly at Han Jue's face.

Han Jue's eyes narrowed sharply; the arrow felt as if it had pierced through his scalp.

Before I could react, I raised my hands to shield my forehead.

Ding!

The arrowhead pierced Han Jue's wrist guard, making a piercing sound.

Han Jue looked at the sharp arrow in his hand, finding it hard to believe that it actually came from the hands of a Battle Master. Moreover, the cold white flames could completely ignore his Battle Qi armor—no, not ignore it, but evaporate it instantly. That was the most terrifying thing.

A fierce killing intent flashed in Han Jue's eyes. No wonder he dared to ambush him all by himself.

If I hadn't been prepared, he might have actually succeeded.

Seeing the boy standing in the distance, Han Jue's eyes hardened, and he charged fiercely towards him.

However, after taking only two steps, Han Jue suddenly felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.

Then, everything went black, and he collapsed on the spot.

In the distance, Xiao Fan looked at the fallen Han Jue and murmured to himself.

"Tsk, this pill is really effective." Xiao Fan was playing with a purplish-black pill in his hand.

"However, this half-day pill is too difficult to refine. It is clearly a third-grade pill, but it requires fourth-grade medicinal materials. Moreover, the yield is extremely low."

What Xiao Fan held in his hand was a pill he had refined based on the medicine master's reserves, called Half-Day Tour. Although it was a third-grade pill, it consumed fourth-grade medicinal materials, making it very uneconomical. Moreover, ordinary third-grade alchemists could not refine this pill; only those who were about to advance to the fourth-grade alchemist level could refine it.

Xiao Fan was able to refine it only by relying on the existence of the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, and this was also the means by which Xiao Fan restrained Han Jue.

First, he set a trap on Han Jue's inevitable path to build up his anger and wear down his patience. Then, he pretended to kill him with a single arrow. In fact, all the arrows had been imbued with the aura of the Half-Day Wanderer by Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan had also prepared traps around himself, but he didn't expect to succeed before even reaching this point.

It can only be said that ordinary cultivators are too unfamiliar with the methods of alchemists, which leads to this kind of information asymmetry in the battle. If they were to face an alchemist, these methods would be useless.

Chapter 51 Subduing Han Jue

Xiao Fan slowly walked towards the spot where Han Jue had fallen.

To prevent Han Jue from playing tricks, Xiao Fan threw another half-day pill at Han Jue, ensuring that Han Jue was unconscious before approaching him.

Walking to Han Jue's side, looking at the unconscious Han Jue, Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and his internal fighting spirit began to circulate according to the imprinted cultivation method.

As Xiao Fan circulated his internal fighting spirit, a magical hand seal the size of a palm appeared in his palm.

This hand seal contains Xiao Fan's soul power. Once this hand seal is planted in the mind of a Great Dou Master, one can instantly control the life and death of that Great Dou Master.

Without hesitation, Xiao Fan moved the hand seal in his hand back to Han Jue's forehead.

The moment the two came into contact, the seal melted and dissipated from Han Jue's forehead like snowflakes.

Xiao Fan noticed that the seal hadn't disappeared, but rather it was slowly merging into Han Jue's body, now entering Han Jue's soul sea and taking root.

A strange connection arose in Xiao Fan's heart. He could feel that with a single thought, he could easily kill Han Jue.

Having planted the seal, Xiao Fan felt relieved about Han Jue. He gently swished the antidote near Han Jue's nose, and Han Jue began to show signs of slowly waking up.

As soon as Han Jue regained his senses, he slapped the ground with his own hands, using the recoil to leap up and retreat into the distance. At the same time, he took out the signal for the change of species, intending to take this opportunity to send a signal to the Iron Cavalry Mercenary Group to come and meet him.

Xiao Fan's lips curled up slightly.

"As expected of someone who started from scratch and managed to build a mercenary group into one of the dominant forces in Desert City, their reaction is quite quick. Once they sensed something was wrong, they didn't hesitate at all and immediately retreated, summoning all their subordinates."

pity...

Xiao Fan sensed the presence of the brand and sent a message in his mind.

"Ahhh!..."

Han Jue let out a shrill scream, his movements were completely interrupted, and he fell back to the ground, unable to send out the signal in time.

"What...what kind of trick is this?"

Han Jue rarely showed an expression of fear.

The existence of soul imprints is something completely beyond the comprehension of people on the Dou Qi Continent, so Han Jue never expected that such control would exist.

Xiao Fan chuckled. "You don't need to know what kind of methods this is. You just need to know that your life and death are now entirely in my control." He then looked at Han Jue, "You don't want to experience that pain again, do you?"

Recalling the pain he had just experienced, a flicker of horror and fear flashed in Han Jue's eyes once again.

The pain, which acted directly on his soul, made Han Jue abandon all his ulterior motives, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.

He had no choice but to hunch over and kneel on one knee before Xiao Fan, his face full of helplessness. "Han Jue is willing to obey Your Excellency's orders."

Han Jue knew that no matter what he said, he couldn't keep the Devouring Herbs he had.

Looking at his expression, Xiao Fan knew that he shouldn't be so harsh; he should at least give him a little something in return.

"Don't worry, I'm fine with your daughter. She's currently in an inn in the city. Also, I don't want your Hundred-Herb Herb. I only need some of its roots."

Upon hearing Xiao Fan's words, Han Jue suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.