The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 207: Azure Cloud Striped Pill!

"Big brother, you were really impressive just now!"

Ouyang Jing clenched his fists and glared fiercely at the backs of those guys for a moment before turning back. "But big brother, why didn't you give them a good lesson just now? Aren't you a divine imperial..."

"Ahem!" Ling Feng interrupted him with a light cough, furrowing his brow. "What do you mean divine? Stop with the nonsense. You, go and take Zhou Kai's sister back!"

Ouyang Jing's thick-skinned face suddenly flushed red, and his eyes darted to Zhou Yun. He hesitated for a long time, unable to say a word.

"Forget it, I'll do it!" Jiang Xiaofan thought Ouyang Jing didn't want to take Zhou Yun back and couldn't help muttering, "Second Brother, it's just walking Zhou Kai's sister to the west courtyard. It's not far!"

Ouyang Jing's face turned crimson. He wasn't unwilling. It was clearly a matter of lacking courage!

"No need, I'll go back by myself." Zhou Yun looked up at Ling Feng and bowed to him, "Thank you... all of you. Don't forget to remind my brother to be more careful."

After speaking, Zhou Yun tucked her hair behind her ear and took light steps out of the yard.

Watching Zhou Yun's departing figure, Ouyang Jing couldn't help but sigh lightly, feeling a mix of emotions.

"Ah..." Ling Feng shook his head and walked into his own room.

With Ouyang Jing being so timid...

Forget it, it's better not to mention it!

Night fell.

Following the usual practice, Ling Feng activated the Heavenly Dao divine inscription, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Unconsciously, he opened his third meridian gate, increasing his stored true qi by about one-third. Now, if Ling Feng were to encounter the Third Elder of the Jia Family, he was confident he could defeat him within ten moves.

"Kid, I'm back again!"

With a breeze, a dark figure suddenly flashed into Ling Feng's room, and in the next moment, together with Ling Feng, disappeared into the Tianshu East Court.

This figure naturally belonged to the eccentric old madman, Yan Cangtian.

After Ling Feng's treatment, he was no longer as crazy as before, but his ability to discern medicines had not completely recovered.

For the past three days, he attempted to refine many pills and medicine, but unfortunately, the success rate was still very limited.

He began to regret it. If he had known, he would have agreed to bring Ling Feng here every day!

Having eagerly waited day and night, finally, three days had passed. Yan Cangtian had long been impatient.

In no time, Ling Feng was brought back to the garden by Yan Cangtian.

Phew.... Ling Feng breathed out a long sigh, swaying on the spot for a moment before steadying himself and following Yan Cangtian into the main hall.

"Hmm?" Yan Cangtian turned to look. "Kid, you've made quite some progress these days. Your physical quality has improved rapidly!"

"Thanks to Instructor Leng's Thousand-Year Purple Blood Ginseng," Ling Feng answered truthfully.

"Instructor Leng?" Yan Cangtian stopped. "You mean Leng Jianfeng?"

"Yes, precisely."

"Haha, interesting." Yan Cangtian continued walking with a plain expression. "More than ten years ago, he wanted to make me his master, but unfortunately, I declined."

"Oh?" Ling Feng blinked, curious. "Why?"

"Ugly!" Yan Cangtian snorted lightly. "That kid's aptitude was passable, but he was just too ugly. That stubble on his face was simply too unsightly! How could I accept someone with such aesthetics?"

Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly. Yan Cangtian's requirement for accepting disciples was quite unique.

If Leng Jianfeng knew Yan Cangtian's evaluation of him, he might have fainted in despair...

After entering the main hall, Ling Feng first administered acupuncture for Yan Cangtian, replacing his awakening needle to prevent it from losing efficacy.

Then, once again using golden needles to form a needle array, he forced the medicinal toxins in Yan Cangtian's body into the Sanjiao Meridian to suppress them.

Half an hour later, Ling Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaling deeply.

"Senior Yan, after this round of acupuncture, you won't need to worry about the medicinal toxins acting up for at least half a month." Ling Feng put away the golden needles and continued, "However, the damage to your eyes is severe. Among the methods I can think of, only the Azure Cloud Striped Pill can resolve it and restore your ability to discern medicines."

"Azure Cloud Striped Pill?" Yan Cangtian's eyes twitched. "I have heard of this kind of pill before. Your grandfather actually completed the formula for such an ancient, miraculous pill?"

Yan Cangtian sighed. "In the end, I am still one step behind compared to the Medical Saint Ling Hanyang!"

Ling Feng listened quietly without interrupting. After Yan Cangtian finished his lamentation, Ling Feng continued, "Senior, all the materials for the pill can be found in your medicinal garden, except for one thing—a demonic beast's eyeball. Without this crucial material, the Azure Cloud Striped Pill cannot be refined."

"What kind of demonic beast?"

"Scarlet Blood Dragon Eagle," Ling Feng said in a solemn tone.

Hiss... Yan Cangtian sucked in a sharp breath. "Demon King level!"

Demon Kings were equivalent to human Spiritual Sea Realm cultivators. When one reached the Spiritual Sea Realm, their elemental qi would become a sea, comparable to the strength of a true champion. [1]

Yan Cangtian was also at the Spiritual Sea Realm.

What made matters even more challenging was that a demon king's own strength was already formidable, not to mention there would generally be a large number of Demon Lords and Demon Marshals lurking.

To defeat a Demon King, snatch its eyeball, and escape unscathed would require at least ten experts of Yan Cangtian's caliber.

"In other words, there's no chance."

Yan Cangtian sighed, his fists clenched tightly as he furrowed his brow deeply.

For an alchemist to know that they could never refine good pills again was more painful than being crazy; at least he did not feel the pain when he was crazy.

"Not necessarily," Ling Feng spoke slowly. "Perhaps there might be opportunities in auction houses or the black market? Live Scarlet Blood Dragon Eagles are difficult to provoke, but what about the dead ones?"

"Yes, I can ask the old guys at the Alchemist Guild!"

Yan Cangtian's eyes brightened, suddenly filled with confidence. "Haha, good lad, you're right. As long as there's a chance, I won't give up."

Immediately, Yan Cangtian seemed like a different person. He took out the Classic Formula of the Medicine King from his arms and threw it to Ling Feng. "Kid, from today onwards, this book is yours. After all, I've memorized it inside out!"

"Thank you, Senior!" Ling Feng held the formula, his heart filled with excitement.

Yan Cangtian laughed. "Come on. Today, let's try refining this 'Ninefold Organ Pill.' Hehe, I've already prepared the medicinal ingredients. Come, help me take a look first!"

Ling Feng opened the Classic Formula of the Medicine King and carefully examined it. He nodded. "Hmm, judging from the pill formula, it's almost impeccable."

"What about the medicinal ingredients I selected?" Yan Cangtian asked eagerly.

Ling Feng looked carefully and shook his head repeatedly. "No, this is wrong, and this one too..."

In the end, Yan Cangtian gave up on selecting ingredients himself and simply let Ling Feng choose the materials for refining the Ninefold Organ Pill. The two of them refined simultaneously, exchanging techniques.

Throughout the night, the old and the young, without rest, immersed themselves in the path of alchemy, enjoying themselves thoroughly...

1. Author's note: Just a reminder, after the Transformation Realm is the Spiritual Element Realm, and then the Spiritual Sea Realm. ☜

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