Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Damn it, I still can't move...!"

Having survived the ordeal, Lu Feng attempted to circulate his Yuan energy to heal his injuries, only to find that he was unable to draw upon his internal dantian and remained completely immobile. Clearly, his injuries were extremely severe and could not be recovered overnight.

"In my current physical condition, let alone encountering any powerful enemy, even a low-level Yellow Rank demonic beast would kill me instantly..."

Feeling waves of excruciating pain coursing through his body, Lu Feng's face was ashen. His chest, covered in blood, rose and fell slightly, as if he were hanging on by a thread, like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

...

Outside the ruins of the Loyal King's Tomb, thousands of feet high in the sky

"Hiccup, this is really good wine..."

The man in the red robe continued to pour himself a drink, his face flushed with a drunken rosy hue.

Swish!

A gigantic beastly figure appeared out of thin air, as heavy as a ten-thousand-ton cauldron, and slowly landed in front of Yan Wu. Its enormous size almost covered half of the sky. It was none other than the strange beast that had saved Lu Feng.

"Is everything resolved?"

Yan Wu glanced at the giant beast shadow, which obediently nodded.

"Heh, this kid's a real troublemaker, just like his arrogant and unruly father. Oh well... what can I do? I owe the Lu family something..."

"But then again, the seventh-grade cultivation technique that old woman from the Tai Xuan Heavenly Palace gave this kid wasn't bad. Otherwise, before I, Fifth Master, could even make a move, this kid would most likely have died instantly..."

Yan Wu put away the wine gourd in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp...!"

The four-legged beast let out a strange cry, seemingly speaking in a beast language that ordinary people could not understand.

"You mean that kid is seriously injured and on the verge of death?"

Yan Wu slightly raised his eyelids, but then waved his hand, "It's alright, this little injury won't kill him for now. Besides, as that person's descendant, this child carries far too much on his shoulders, and his perseverance and willpower are far beyond what ordinary people can match."

"Besides, if this kid really dies, it means the destruction of the Lu family was ordained by Heaven, and it's not something I alone can change..."

Stretching lazily, Yan Wu flicked his sleeves, instantly tucking the strange beast into his sleeve. He continued muttering to himself, "Lu, it's not that I'm treacherous, it's just that I can protect this child for a while, but not forever. If you have a spirit in the afterlife, you probably won't blame me, will you?"

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Wu's figure gradually became transparent and blurry, then turned into a golden ray of light and disappeared on the spot, as if he had never appeared at all, which was very strange.

...

Time flies, about three days later

Inside a pit at the site of the tomb of the Loyal King

"The energy in my dantian is reacting...!"

Lu Feng's index finger twitched slightly, and the next moment his face lit up with wild joy, as if he were happier than if he had won the lottery.

Because he had been lying in the pit for three days and three nights, unable to move like a dead dog, and unable to even mobilize his internal energy. He relied entirely on his body's natural recovery and healing, and now he was finally free from the torment!

"Gurgle...!"

Without any hesitation, Lu Feng twitched his index finger and immediately used his Yuan Power to take out five or six small white bottles filled with pills from his storage ring. Then, disregarding any potential drug interactions, he swallowed them all at once.

"Blood-Replenishing Pills, Qi-Gathering Pills, Meridian-Activating Pills, and also Muscle-Regenerating and Bone-Restoring Pills that can help restore flesh and bones..."

Most of these pills are of low grade, between second and near third grade. They were collected by Lu Feng from the secret room, but they are plentiful and can be used to heal injuries now!

For ordinary martial artists, taking multiple different pills at once may cause the pills to be mutually incompatible and cause backlash and internal injuries to the martial artist's body. In severe cases, it may even lead to sudden death!

However, due to the blood oath with the Treasure Basin, Lu Feng's body had already undergone a cleansing and transformation process, so the mutual rejection reaction of ordinary pills was almost ineffective against him!

Before you know it, another half day has passed.

With the effects of the numerous pills taking hold and his body undergoing natural repair, Lu Feng's injuries were finally almost completely healed. At the same time, his aura became much stronger, even surpassing his former self!

"Not only have my injuries fully healed, but my Yuan Power cultivation has also successfully broken through. This time, I can say that I've turned misfortune into blessing..."

Feeling his body brimming with vitality and power once again, Lu Feng couldn't help but exhale a long breath.

In this bloody battle with Yun Zhonghe, he not only escaped with his life, but also broke through in his Yuan Power cultivation, stepping into the sixth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm. It can only be said that he was incredibly lucky!

"I never expected that sorcerer to be such a ruthless person. Not only did he betray his master and kill him, but he also refined his own master's corpse into a flawless golden corpse that was neither human nor ghost. Luckily, that sorcerer was a bit unlucky, otherwise I would be the one who died...!"

Recalling the perilous scene when Yun Zhonghe used the Four Spirits Killing Formation to control a group of flawless golden corpses to surround him, Lu Feng felt a lingering fear.

"Young Master Lu, are you alright?"

At this moment, Gu Canyang's lazy voice also came from inside the treasure basin, as if he had just woken up.

"It's nothing, I just almost lost my life."

Seeing Gu Canyang suddenly appear, Lu Feng also raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone, "Old Gu, how are you? You've been sleeping quite well these past few days, haven't you?"

After all, the other party always pulls this stunt: when faced with a strong enemy, he pretends to be dead and goes to sleep; when faced with a weaker one, he talks big and acts arrogantly. If Gu Canyang weren't the spirit of the treasure basin, given Lu Feng's temperament, he would have thrown the other party, basin and all, into the latrine long ago.

"Ahem, ahem, this old man is willing but unable..."

Seemingly sensing the resentment in Lu Feng's words, Gu Canyang's tone became somewhat awkward. He then changed the subject and said, "However, you don't need to take it too seriously. As the saying goes, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise."

"Now that you've survived such a calamity, how about I bestow upon you a fortunate opportunity?"

"Opportunity?"

Lu Feng raised an eyebrow slightly.

The next moment, Gu Canyang's figure floated out from the treasure basin. He then flicked his sleeve and pointed to the northwest, saying, "There, there is an aura that I am very familiar with..."

"If I'm not mistaken, this aura most likely originates from the Immortal-Nourishing Stone, and it's definitely not small!"

Gu Canyang spoke with certainty, as if he had everything under control, and the direction he pointed was the golden hall where Lu Feng had left.

"Is there another Immortal-Gathering Stone hidden there?"

"Damn it! Why didn't you say so sooner, Old Gu!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng was initially stunned, but then instantly became energized and immediately unleashed Dragon Dance, flying towards the direction of the golden palace, as if a hungry wolf had caught the scent of its prey.

As for why Lu Feng was so impatient, it was quite simple: the Immortal Gathering Stones were extremely rare and precious, left behind by immortals in ancient times, and were almost impossible to come by. Moreover, restoring the power of the Treasure Basin would require a large number of Immortal Gathering Stones.

...

In one of the dimly lit secret rooms of the golden hall

boom!

A deafening roar was heard, and the next moment a young man in black robes was seen flying backward, leaving a trail of blood in his wake, until he finally collapsed to the ground in a disheveled state, his face deathly pale.

"Jia Chao! You bastard! Didn't we agree on a one-on-one fight?! You actually resorted to dirty tricks?!"

The young man in the black robe struggled to his feet. He held a sword in his left hand, but his right hand hung limply, dripping with blood and exposing tendons and bones. Clearly, he had lost an arm and suffered a severe blow to his vital energy.

"Heh, you believe everything I say? Are all the Song family members as stupid as you? Don't they even know what 'all's fair in war' means?"

Glancing at the furious Song Que not far away, a short, brocade-clad youth with a mocking expression, as if his evil scheme had succeeded, was none other than Jia Chao, the second young master of the Tianxia Merchant Guild from the capital of Dongyun Kingdom.

"You bastard! If this man hadn't helped you, you wouldn't be a match for me!"

Song Que stood there again, sword in hand, the blade now pointed directly at a burly man with a buzz cut standing next to Jia Chao.

The man with the buzz cut stood with his hands behind his back. His muscles were bulging and his blood was flowing freely. Although he did not have any Yuan energy aura, he exuded a powerful sense of oppression and did not appear to be a simple man.

"Young Master, this young man has been disrespectful to you and is extremely arrogant. Should I take action to deal with him?"

Faced with Song Que's clamor and defiance, the man with the buzz cut frowned slightly, then turned to look at Jia Chao beside him, seemingly following his lead.

After all, Jia Chao's background is not insignificant. He is not only the second young master of the Tianxia Merchant Guild, holding a high position and great power, but also the most beloved younger brother of the young master Jia Youqian. Ordinary martial artists simply cannot afford to offend him.