Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Huh, what's with all this junk...!"

Yan Wu's gaze swept around the room, his mustache twitching slightly. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh no! I must have been in such a rush today that I accidentally grabbed the wrong thing. What am I going to do now..."

"You took the wrong one? I don't think so."

Lu Feng said somewhat sarcastically, his gaze still burning, as if he wanted to see what kind of tricks the other party was up to.

"It seems you don't quite trust me, young man... Oh well!"

Seeing that Lu Feng's hostility and wariness had not diminished at all, Yan Wu shook his head again, then pretended to regret and said, "In that case, I can only suffer a small loss and sell you the only copy of the Medicine King's Manual I have at a discount."

"The Medicine King's Manual?"

Before Lu Feng could react, Yan Wu flicked his Taoist robe and shot out an ancient, grayish-brown manual from his sleeve.

The gray manual was tattered and tattered, seemingly not a complete item. It also reeked of oil and sweat, making one want to cover their nose in disgust. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was a piece of waste paper dug out of a garbage dump.

"Hehe, this manual was something I painstakingly salvaged from a pile of corpses at the ruins of a sect. It contains not only numerous high-level pill formulas and alchemy techniques, but also methods for enhancing soul power—it's priceless!"

Yan Wu reached up and twirled his goatee, a shrewd and cunning glint in his eyes, like a cunning merchant possessed. "However, this manual is not complete, only a fragment. But since we have a connection, I'll reluctantly give you a 50% discount, young man!"

"For just 500,000, this rare fragment of the Medicine King's Manual will be yours, young brother!"

"Five hundred thousand? You mean low-grade spirit stones?"

As he reached out to take the gray manual, Lu Feng's lips twitched slightly, and his face gradually turned ashen.

This lousy manual, even at a 50% discount, still sells for 500,000 low-grade spirit stones. Wouldn't the original price be a full million low-grade spirit stones?

This is absolutely outrageous!

Thinking of this, Lu Feng felt a surge of anger. The other party was treating him like a naive and innocent fool!

"Otherwise what?"

Yan Wu shrugged, then spread his hands outwards. "Let me make one thing clear beforehand: I have absolutely no interest in the gold and silver jewelry used by ordinary people in the secular world."

"You really are a shrewd businessman! Do you really think I'm stupid and rich?!"

"Get lost!"

Faced with Yan Wu's outrageous demands, Lu Feng finally couldn't hold back and cursed loudly, raising his hand to throw the gray manual at the other man's face.

"Hehe, young man, don't get too excited. Didn't you want to become an alchemist? Now your opportunity is right in front of you!"

With another sidestep, Yan Wu retrieved the gray manual from his palm and said with a smile, "Moreover, as the number one fortune teller in Blackrock City, I never lie. If you buy this manual, as a bonus, I can also give you a free divination."

"You think I'd believe your nonsense...? Uh!"

Lu Feng was about to reprimand the other party when he saw Yan Wu suddenly disappear. Then, Yan Wu suddenly stabbed his forehead with a sword finger, making it almost impossible for him to react and move!

"Such fast movement! And I can't even circulate my Yuan energy...!"

Lu Feng's expression changed drastically, as if facing a formidable enemy. "Just who is this person...?!"

Because the opponent could immobilize him with just a finger, and even make it difficult to circulate his dantian energy, it is clear that Yan Wu's strength is far above that of ordinary experts in the Opening Meridian Realm!

What made Lu Feng even more wary and fearful was that Yan Wu had no trace of Yuan Power aura on his body, yet he was able to capture him with a single finger, as easily as an eagle catching a chick, which was truly bizarre!

hum!

Just as Lu Feng's mind was in turmoil, a surge of unfamiliar information suddenly flooded into the depths of his mind.

Rustling sound...

Amidst the raging sea of ​​fire and a mountain of blood, a towering figure appeared, its true form obscured, with only the chilling gleam of a blood-red longsword in its hand visible.

"This, this is...!"

As the bloody scene kept replaying in his mind, Lu Feng's pupils shrank sharply, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Chaos is imminent, the Eternal Mother, fire gives birth to red lotuses, blood stains the Eastern Xuan..."

Yan Wu's voice came again, faintly solemn.

The next moment, Lu Feng felt another wave of dizziness and lightheadedness before slowly regaining his senses and control of his body.

However, Yan Wu was nowhere to be seen. Only half of the Medicine King's Manual remained at his feet, as if Yan Wu had never existed. And everything that had just happened was just a dream.

"No, this isn't a dream...! This is a prophecy that guy divined...!"

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Lu Feng's expression turned solemn. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "A chaotic world is coming, the Eternal Mother, fire gives birth to red lotuses, blood stains the Eastern Xuan... If this person is truly some kind of cunning strategist, then the Eastern Xuan Region will most likely face a great calamity of chaos in the future..."

"But who exactly is this person, and why is he helping me...?"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng frowned and fell into deep thought.

At first, he thought Yan Wu was just a charlatan and unscrupulous merchant who frequented the area around Blackrock City. However, he was wrong. Yan Wu's skills and methods were far beyond those of an ordinary martial artist!

After all, neither the Loyal King Feng Yunnan, who passed on his skills to Lu Feng, nor Liu Youzhi, the outcast of the Ten Thousand Corpse Demon Sect, possessed such supernatural powers to predict the future!

"The Eternal Mother, born of fire and red lotus... Uncle Ye Hong seemed to have mentioned it before his death. Back then, a demonic cult uprising broke out in the Eastern Xuan Region. Its influence was so widespread that even the four kingdoms of Lingnan were not spared. Moreover, the number of people killed or injured in this demonic cult uprising was almost in the tens of millions!"

Seemingly recalling something, Lu Feng stroked his chin, his face growing even more solemn. "If this person's divination is correct, doesn't that mean the Wusheng Demonic Sect, which once struck fear into the hearts of the entire Eastern Xuan Region, has not been completely eradicated, and is now showing signs of a resurgence...?"

"Tch, if the rumored Unborn Demonic Sect really does make a comeback, with my current cultivation level, surviving in this chaotic world will be as difficult as ascending to heaven..."

"Forget it! There's no use thinking about it too much right now. We can only take it one step at a time!"

A bitter smile appeared on his lips. The next moment, Lu Feng composed himself and then leaped towards the eastern part of the inner city of Black Rock City. That was the treasure trove that all the martial artists of Black Rock City flocked to—the underground black market.

After all, the matter of the Wusheng Demonic Sect is too far removed from Lu Feng's current situation. Even if he wanted to stop it, he would be powerless to do so. As for the incomplete copy of the Medicine King's Manual that Yan Wu left him, he did not throw it away casually, but also put it into his storage ring.

Because, given the other party's methods and abilities, there's absolutely no need for them to make him happy.

Moreover, Lu Feng had just glanced at this incomplete copy of the Medicine King's Manual and found that it did indeed contain many advanced pill formulas and alchemy secrets, including methods for enhancing soul power. It was not some fabricated fake manual.

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Meanwhile, high in the sky

"Phew! I'm exhausted!"

Yan Wu stretched and then tilted his head back to gulp down the wine from his gourd. A look of relief appeared on his flushed, drunken face, as if he had finally gotten rid of some huge trouble.

"Hiccup...! I've almost repaid the favor to the Lu family. From now on, your life or death is entirely up to your own fate..."

Yan Wu let out another hiccup, his gaze sweeping in the direction of Black Rock City. A slight smirk played on his lips as if he were muttering to himself, "Hmm, but as that guy's descendant, this kid shouldn't be so useless as to be unable to handle even a small sect like the Wusheng Sect..."