"The pills… were tampered with?"
Venerable Feng's expression stiffened in disbelief.
"The pills were tampered with?"
Xiao Yan echoed, stunned. His gaze shifted to his teacher, Yao Chen, filled with shock.
"The pills… were tampered with?"
Mu Qingluan's delicate brows furrowed in surprise before she quickly asked, "Master, are these the dark white silk threads?"
Within the Tianmu Mountains, Mu Qingluan, much like Feng Qing'er, had recognized Ye Feng as her master. Under Ye Feng's guidance, she uncovered a shocking truth—Venerable Feng, her own master, had unknowingly consumed a Yin Yang Xuanlong Pill tainted by Yao Chen's schemes. Yao Chen himself was unaware of the full extent of the pill's effects, casually handing it over to Venerable Feng as if it were harmless.
After returning to Xingyun Pavilion, Mu Qingluan revealed everything to her master. However, Venerable Feng brushed off her concerns, unwilling to believe Yao Chen would ever betray him. It was Mu Qingluan who cleverly devised a scheme—Danta's grand Danhui was approaching, and Xiao Yan, as Yao Chen's disciple, would surely participate.
To expose them, Venerable Feng resorted to a self-sacrificial ploy, setting the current scene into motion.
"Who are you?"
Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed, staring at the mysterious figure cloaked in black.
"Xiao Yan… long time no see."
A melodious voice rang out, no longer hoarse. A slender, jade-white hand emerged from the cloak's sleeve, pulling back the hood to reveal a breathtaking face.
"Nalan Yanran!"
Xiao Yan's pupils contracted sharply. This veiled powerhouse, who had broken through to the Dou Zun realm… was none other than his former fiancée, Nalan Yanran.
"You… you reached Dou Zun?"
Xiao Yan's voice trembled, recalling their earlier clash. A surge of disbelief surged through him.
In just four short years… Nalan Yanran had climbed to a height he could barely comprehend.
"How… How is this possible?!"
His fists clenched involuntarily.
Xiao Yan had endured countless hardships, sacrificing precious heavenly treasures, and even forcefully awakening the Devouring Flame to accelerate his cultivation. He had believed himself far ahead of Nalan Yanran. He had imagined humiliating her in front of all of her Sect once he reached Dou Sheng and stood unrivaled—even against Ye Feng.
Yet reality slapped him in the face. Nalan Yanran had already soared to Dou Zun.
Nalan Yanran smiled faintly, savoring his shock, then shifted her gaze slightly towards Ye Feng.
Everything had changed since Ye Feng's arrival in this world. Out of gratitude for her past kindness, Ye Feng had reforged her physique and bestowed upon her a divine godhead—the God of Gale, a second-level deity from the Douluo Plane.
Although her cultivation hadn't skyrocketed instantly, the divine essence infused her body with source energy, critical for stepping beyond Dou Sheng into the Dou Di realm. With it, as long as her Dou Qi accumulated sufficiently, she could bypass bottlenecks and ascend realms smoothly.
It was this source energy, not the Tianshan bloodline, that propelled Nalan Yanran's rapid rise—culminating in her Dou Zun breakthrough in just four years.
Once, she could not have even dreamt of such progress. But now, she stood high above her peers, all thanks to Ye Feng's intervention.
"Xiao Yan, nothing is impossible," Nalan Yanran said serenely, her tone filled with quiet mockery. "Didn't I tell you before? You and I… we are destined to be from two different worlds."
Another strike to the heart.
Xiao Yan's fists shook violently.
Humiliated, once again—by the same woman.
He swore to himself that no matter what, he would surpass her… surpass everyone.
At this moment, Mu Qingluan cut in, interrupting the tense exchange, "Master, what exactly are these dark white silk threads?"
Ye Feng's expression remained calm. "A deadly method of control. These threads are woven into the pill. When triggered, they can either dominate the victim's mind… or detonate their body entirely."
Ye Feng flicked his fingers. A thin, dark-white thread pierced a stray alley cat.
With another casual gesture, a talisman lit up in the air.
The cat let out a pained wail, writhing before its body burst apart in a bloody explosion.
"Hidden within pills—colorless, odorless, impossible to detect. Once consumed, the energies fuse into the organs. With a single thought, one can control life or death," Ye Feng explained. "However, this secret technique requires refining through Heveanly Flame during pill concoction."
"Master… doesn't the Pavilion Master possess a Heveanly Flame The Bone Chillinh Flame… earth-white in color?" Mu Qingluan's sharp eyes locked onto Yao Chen's soul projection.
In the original timeline, Xiao Yan had once used Yao Chen's help to tamper with Hai Bodong's pill, planting the same hidden danger to protect himself. But now, with Ye Feng's powerful soul sense and early mastery of natural law, Yao Chen's treachery was completely exposed.
"Xiao Yan! Run!"
Yao Chen's voice cracked with urgency, things spiraling far beyond his expectations.
"Yao Chen! You… old scoundrel!"
Venerable Feng's roar shook the streets, his Duo qi howling like a storm, toppling houses on both sides of the alley.
Furious beyond words, Venerable Feng charged to slaughter Yao Chen, but Ye Feng merely lifted a finger.
Whoosh—
The violent hurricane dissipated like smoke.
Ding!
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"You… want to stop me from killing him?" Venerable Feng asked coldly, eyes filled with vigilance.
But Ye Feng's calm suppression of his raging fighting qi had already planted deep awe in Venerable Feng's heart.
"No," Ye Feng said plainly.
"Then why did you stop me?"
"Qingluan said Xingyun Pavilion is your life's work. Do you truly want it destroyed… all because of Yao Chen?"
Venerable Feng's expression shifted. A grim thought crossed his mind. "You mean… he tampered with pills… meant for the other elders?"
"Most likely," Ye Feng nodded.
"Despicable…!"
Venerable Feng trembled with fury, veins bulging on his arms. His emerald fighting qi boiled in a murderous storm. "Yao Chen! I, Feng Xian, swear this… from this day forth… we are no longer brothers. From now on, we are mortal enemies!"
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