I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

As soon as the Medicine King's voice rang out, Chu Feng immediately arrived at the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion!

The space on the second floor is much smaller than that on the first floor, but the concentration of spiritual energy is much higher.

This place contains only the finest natural treasures. Thousand-year-old medicinal herbs are everywhere, and some are even three thousand years old, their fragrance transforming into a tangible mist that lingers in the air.

"Tsk tsk, the foundation of Cangxuan Academy is really not bad." Chu Feng was also envious.

"Kid, don't act like a country bumpkin who's never seen the world." The Medicine King snorted disdainfully. "Come with me, I'll show you something really good."

Guided by the Medicine King, Chu Feng bypassed rows of jade shelves and finally arrived at an inconspicuous corner on the second floor. Here, some withered and dissipated medicinal herbs were piled up, clearly being treated as garbage.

At the very bottom of the garbage heap, a plant that was entirely black, with only three leaves, and looked like a roadside weed, lay quietly.

"Senior, is this what you called...good stuff?" Chu Feng's lips twitched, his eyes filled with suspicion.

This thing, let alone spiritual energy, has such a faint life force that it's almost imperceptible. You wouldn't even want to throw it into the mortal world as firewood because it takes up too much space.

"Hmph! You know nothing!" The Medicine King's voice suddenly rose, tinged with excitement and arrogance. "Do you think my title of Medicine King is just for show? This is no ordinary herb; it's the 'Nirvana Grass'! A rare treasure even in ancient times!"

"Nirvana Grass?"

"That's right!" the Medicine King explained, "This herb possesses the characteristic of rebirth from the ashes. Though seemingly withered, it actually contains a trace of undying vitality. With enough essence and blood to temper it, it will undergo a phoenix-like transformation, radiating true life. At that time, its grade will be sufficient to reach the level of a half-step sacred medicine!"

A near-sacred elixir!

Chu Feng's breathing became rapid instantly.

"Most importantly," the Medicine King's voice carried a hint of amusement, "with this Nirvana Grass, your sister's 'Nine Revolutions Nirvana Pill' can be directly refined using it as the main ingredient! No other complicated auxiliary ingredients are needed, and the medicinal effect will even be stronger!"

Upon hearing this, an unprecedented glint of light flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

Without saying a word, he carefully put the unremarkable "weed" into his storage ring.

"Hehe, senior, Cangxuan Academy has been quite good to me. I can't just take one thing, can I?" Chu Feng rubbed his hands together, revealing a "simple and honest" smile.

The Medicine King scoffed, "Do you think I don't know what you're up to? You're the kind of person who plucks feathers from a passing goose. Alright, take that Purple-Veined Dragon Blood Ginseng and that Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Azure Stone over there; they'll benefit your future body cultivation. And..."

Guided by the Medicine King, Chu Feng swarmed through the area like locusts, looting every last valuable treasure from the second floor. The elder who had led the way followed behind, his heart bleeding as he watched, his face more grim than if he were crying, yet he dared not utter a single word.

After looting all the medicinal herbs that caught his eye on the second floor, Chu Feng was finally satisfied and prepared to leave, but he inadvertently caught sight of the stairs leading upstairs.

"Huh? There's another layer on top?"

He walked over out of curiosity, only to find that the stairwell was blocked by a semi-transparent light curtain, on which mysterious runes flowed and emitted a chilling aura.

Just then, an old, hoarse voice came from the side.

"Young man, that third floor is a forbidden area of ​​this pavilion. No one except the Dean is allowed to set foot there."

Chu Feng looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man dressed in gray cloth, with a hunched back, sweeping the ground with a broom. He had appeared not far away at some point.

The old man looked ordinary, with a weak breath, like a mortal on the verge of death.

But Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. He sensed a faint but dangerous aura emanating from the old man.

"Oh? So mysterious?" Chu Feng raised an eyebrow. "I wonder what treasures are kept on this third floor?"

"Hehe, I'm just an old sweeper, how would I know these things?" The old sweeper chuckled, his cloudy eyes revealing no emotion.

Just then, the Burial Coffin inside Chu Feng's body suddenly trembled slightly without any warning.

"Hmm?" Chu Feng's heart skipped a beat.

"Little brother, there seem to be more treasures on this third level!" The enchanting voice of the demoness echoed in his mind. "The fact that the Burial Coffin can react means that the contents inside are probably worth far more than all the treasures you just obtained combined."

Upon hearing this, a fiery glint flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

It seems necessary to have another chat with that dean about life.

He turned around and strode downstairs.

The old man sweeping the floor watched Chu Feng's departing figure, then slowly straightened up. His originally cloudy eyes became as deep as the starry sky, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, Divine-Grade Talent... Heh, interesting little fellow. It seems the Nine Provinces Continent is about to get lively again."

……

As soon as Chu Feng stepped out of the treasure pavilion, a beautiful figure immediately came to greet him.

It was Consort Ya.

With a hint of urgency on her face, she quickly walked to Chu Feng's side and lowered her voice, saying, "Master, the Misty Rain Pavilion branch just sent someone with a message."

"They said they've contacted the headquarters of Yanyu Pavilion, and they happen to have the medicinal herbs you need. They've already sent them over by express delivery, so please go to the Tianbao City branch as soon as possible for a face-to-face transaction."

"Really?" Chu Feng's face lit up with joy.

Although Chu Qingge's "Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill" now has the Nirvana Grass, the material problem has been solved. However, the prescription for treating Lao Hei is still missing a few key ingredients.

I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect Yanyu Pavilion to be so efficient.

"Let's go take a look," Chu Feng said without hesitation.

His current status at Cangxuan Academy is extraordinary; he can come and go freely without needing to report to anyone.

Just as Chu Feng was swaggering away from Cangxuan Academy with Ya Fei,

Inside the academy, in a secluded courtyard.

Situ Changkong was sitting at the stone table, and in front of him was Wu Tian, ​​whose face was ashen and whose eyes were filled with resentment.

A lackey rushed in, bowing and saying, "Young Master Wu, Young Master Situ, that boy... he's gone out! He only took that maid with him!"

"Did they go out?"

Situ Changkong and Wu Tian exchanged a glance, and a chilling killing intent flashed in their eyes at the same time!

"Hmph! You choose the path to hell when there's one, and barge into it when there's no one to go there!" Wu Tian slammed his fist on the stone table, instantly turning the hard stone into dust.

He was severely injured by Chu Feng's single word, "Get lost!" The news had already spread throughout the academy, making him a complete laughingstock. This shame could only be washed away with blood!

Wu Tian slowly stood up, looking towards the direction of the mountain gate, his voice sounding as if it came from the deepest hell.

"I'll make him wish he were dead!!!"