Chapter 114: Refining the rejuvenation elixir. At the back mountain of Canaan College, Zi Yan was staring at the medicine furnace intently. The anticipation on her face gradually turned into nervousness, because she found that the aura in the medicine furnace suddenly became extremely unstable, and a violent energy was like a wild horse that was about to get out of control. "How could this happen?" Zi Yan murmured in a low voice, with beautiful wrinkles on her brows. She knew very well that if it was not properly controlled, it would not only fail to become a panacea, but could lead to a disaster. At this moment, a sound of breaking air came from far away, and then a figure appeared at the edge of the barrier like a ghost. It was none other than Han Feng who came hurriedly. "Who are you? How did you get here?" Zi Yan was surprised, but more surprised. After all, Black Horn Region and Canaan College had always kept to themselves. Han Feng did not answer immediately, but stared at the surging energy in the medicine furnace with a frown. "This power... Little sister, who is in this barrier? What kind of elixir is he refining? Why is he so irritable and restless?" Zi Yan's pupils shrank slightly. She didn't expect Han Feng to ask such a sharp question as soon as he arrived, and his sharp gaze made her feel an invisible pressure. "You don't need to know too much. Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!" Her tone revealed unquestionable determination, and a faint fighting spirit was rising from her body, like a violet about to bloom, beautiful and dangerous. Han Feng chuckled, put his hands behind his back, and remained relaxed. "What if I say that I am quite interested in this matter? Besides, if this energy riot is not properly controlled, I am afraid that even the Black Horn Region will suffer." "That is our Canaan Academy's business and has nothing to do with you." Zi Yan's words were filled with arrogance, and the Nine Nether Tiger Totem behind her flickered faintly, as if ready to fight at any time.
"Hey, little girl, don't be so repulsive." Han Feng shook his head helplessly. "Although my reputation is not very good, my alchemy skills are first-class. If I can lend you a helping hand, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?" "Help me?" Zi Yan raised a disdainful smile, "I want to see what you are capable of." As she spoke, a faint light condensed at Zi Yan's fingertips. It was a fusion of pure fighting spirit and soul power. With a slight flick of her hand, it turned into a purple blade of light and went straight to Han Feng's face. Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently turned his body to the side, easily dodging Zi Yan's attack. At the same time, he flipped his palm, and a pill emitting a faint fluorescent light appeared in his palm. He gently threw it to Zi Yan, "Since you don't believe it, I will give you this 'Soul-Fixing Pill' as a gift. If it is true as you said, you have the ability to solve this dilemma, then this mere pill will naturally not be of your liking." Zi Yan took the pill with a complicated expression. Although this Soul-Settling Pill was not a rare treasure, it was also very valuable. It could stabilize the mind at a critical moment and was quite precious to practitioners. She couldn't help but become more curious and considerate about Han Feng's identity and strength. "What a jerk, he does have some skills." Zi Yan's tone slowed down a bit, but her vigilance remained the same. "However, my brother Xiao Chong can handle it alone, there is no need for outsiders to intervene." "You are so stubborn, I really can't do anything about you." Han Feng spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, and then changed the subject, "Then I will watch the battle from the sidelines. If anything unexpected happens, please don't despise my help, little sister." "It's up to you." Zi Yan snorted coldly and ignored Han Feng. She turned to face the medicine furnace, closed her eyes and concentrated, once again trying to control the turbulent energy. As time passed, the medicinal fragrance in the surrounding environment became stronger. A few days later, in the early morning, the first ray of sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and sprinkled on the quiet valley. Outside the cave, the sound of birds singing one after another seemed to be welcoming an unusual day. Suddenly, accompanied by a slight tremor, the surrounding environment suddenly shattered like glass, scattering into dots of fluorescence and blending into the air. Xiao Chong's figure slowly walked out of the cave. His robes were slightly messy, but his eyes were flashing with excitement and exhaustion that were difficult to conceal. What he held tightly in his hand was a pill that exuded a gentle breath of life - the "Rejuvenation Pill". "Success...finally succeeded!" Xiao Chong whispered, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips. This is not only a recognition of his personal skills, but also about the weight of the commitment and the anticipation for the upcoming turning point in destiny. At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard in the distance, and then Han Feng and Zi Yan appeared in his sight almost at the same time. Both of them had nervousness and anticipation on their faces, especially Zi Yan, whose eyes were filled with subtle concern. After seeing the pill in Xiao Chong's hand, Han Feng immediately moved forward to snatch the pill and keep it for himself. Xiao Chong's smile froze instantly, his eyes became stern, and he keenly caught the murderous aura that suddenly rose in the air. He turned around slowly, his eyes met Han Feng's resolute eyes, and he sighed in his heart: "It came really quickly."
"Xiao Chong, Zi Yan," Han Feng's voice was as cold as iron, and a fierce fighting spirit had quietly gathered in his hands, "As long as you hand over the Rejuvenation Pill, I might consider leaving you a way out." Xiao Chong smiled calmly, his tone was firm and unquestionable: "The Rejuvenation Pill is right here. If you want it, use your strength to get it!" As soon as the words fell, the air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and an inevitable showdown began. Han Feng took the lead in attacking. His body was as swift as a cheetah, and his fighting spirit turned into a sharp blade wind, rushing straight towards the two of them. Xiao Chong reacted quickly, and with a wave of his hand, he released a layer of light golden shield, covering him and Zi Yan. The blade wind hit the shield, making bursts of piercing roars, but failed to shake it at all. "You are still so naive. Do you think this small shield can stop me?" Han Feng taunted, his fighting spirit becoming more and more violent, ready to launch a more fierce attack. Zi Yan frowned, took out a pair of short swords from her sleeves, spun them deftly in her hands, and looked at Han Feng with a firm gaze: "Xiao Chong, I will deal with this man!" After saying that, she stretched out her body, as if surrounded by purple lightning, and instantly approached Han Feng. The short sword brought up a series of gorgeous sword shadows, and the attack was endless, forcing Han Feng to be distracted to deal with it. Xiao Chong retreated to one side, closed his eyes and concentrated, forming seals with his hands, preparing to launch a more powerful defense or counterattack. He thought to himself: "Han Feng is just a nobody, it's not worth mentioning, let Zi Yan gain some experience." The battle entered a fierce stage. Although Han Feng was extremely strong, he gradually seemed to be struggling under Zi Yan's flexible and changeable attacks. Sweat slid down his forehead, and the fanaticism in his eyes was gradually replaced by fatigue. (End of this chapter)