"Certainly."
"Master... then... can the elixir really heal my father's injuries?"
Lin Dong's eyes flickered with hope as he glanced at his father, Lin Xiao.
In Qingyang Town, Lin Xiao had once been hailed as a genius—a bright star among the younger generation of the Lin clan, especially in the branch family. Beloved by his father, Lin Zhentian, he possessed unmatched talent and strength for decades. However, during a clan competition, he was crippled by a single devastating strike from Lin Langtian. That fateful blow had shattered not only Lin Xiao's body, but also the hearts of those who respected him.
Yet, in the original tale, Lin Xiao would eventually rise again—restored through his son Lin Dong's efforts, and would even assume the mantle of clan patriarch thanks to Lin Dong's accomplishments.
Now, Lin Dong's motivation was clear: he aimed to place in the top three in the upcoming clan competition to win a rare medicinal herb capable of healing his father.
"Of course," Ye Feng replied calmly.
"Master, please... save my father," Lin Dong pleaded, lowering his head with sincerity.
Ye Feng glanced at the young man and smiled faintly. "Didn't you just say you wanted to become a pharmacist?"
Lin Dong's eyes lit up. "Master, are you... are you willing to teach me the art of alchemy?"
"You've already obtained the Bone Chilling Flame," Ye Feng replied. "And I've observed your soul perception—it meets the standards for an alchemist. It would be a waste of talent if you didn't learn alchemy."
"Master, please teach me the path of refining medicine!"
"Very well. I'll pass it on to you."
As always, Ye Feng was generous to his disciples. He raised his hand and gently tapped Lin Dong's forehead. In an instant, all medicinal formulas below seventh grade surged into Lin Dong's sea of consciousness like a flood.
"Whoa!"
Lin Dong let out a stunned gasp, clutching his head as the overwhelming knowledge settled in.
"Dong'er, what's wrong?" Lin Xiao asked curiously, sensing his son's amazement.
"Master just taught me countless pill refining methods!" Lin Dong explained, his voice still full of excitement. "There's the Da Li Pill that boosts physical strength, the San Wen Qing Ling Pill that can raise cultivation by three levels, the Tian Hun Rong Xue Pill that can regenerate flesh and blood—even the Hua Xing Pill that can help beasts take human form! So many magical pills..."
Lin Xiao's voice trembled slightly. "Then... is there one that can heal my injuries?"
"Yes! There are elixirs that not only repair your body, but even enhance your soul, Father. You'll be stronger than ever!"
Ye Feng, listening in silence, finally spoke again.
"Disciple," he called out, interrupting the moment. "Come with me to the cave. You must not be disturbed during the refinement process."
"Understood!" Lin Dong responded with determination.
After gathering the necessary herbs, Lin Dong slipped quietly into a secluded cave he often used for training.
Soon after, Lin Xiao retrieved a red medicinal cauldron, about half a meter long, from the storage ring Ye Feng had given them. The cauldron gleamed dark crimson, with faint glowing patterns carved into its surface. Its base featured six ferocious snake heads, mouths wide open, forming six interconnected fire holes. These passageways twisted downward, growing narrower the deeper they went. From afar, the cauldron looked like a beast guarding some ancient secret.
"A six-mouthed cauldron," Lin Xiao murmured.
Ye Feng had explained earlier that medicine cauldrons also came in grades. The more fire ports a cauldron had, the higher its level. A six-port cauldron was considered a mid-tier—adequate for foundational training, though hardly extraordinary.
Still, to an alchemist, a good cauldron was as vital as a weapon to a warrior.
Following Ye Feng's instructions, Lin Dong began familiarizing himself with the cauldron. He placed his hand on its surface, circulating his vital energy and channeling it inward.
Once he attuned himself to the cauldron's structure, Lin Dong flipped his hand and summoned the Bone Chilling Flame. The icy blue flame danced in his palm as he practiced controlling it, weaving it around the inner walls of the cauldron with increasing finesse.
"Blood coagulation powder… one Blood Coagulation Grass, one Vitality Fruit, two Poppy Flowers…"
He recited the recipe silently, locking the ingredients into memory.
The refinement began. Under the Bone Chilling Flame's intense temperature, the herbs melted down, one by one, into glowing droplets of medicinal essence. Sweat beaded on Lin Dong's brow as he focused on fusing them into a single pill.
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Meanwhile, back at the Lin family estate, Ye Feng was not idle.
First, he transformed the terrain around Lin Qingtan's residence, constructing a luxurious courtyard fortified with powerful defensive formations. Then, using the Buddha's Wrath Lotus Flame, he forged an artificial lake that glowed with elemental harmony. Finally, he spent time teaching Lin Dong about the Cold Flame and alchemy.
These changes didn't go unnoticed. All of Qingyang Town's major families turned their attention toward the Lin clan. The vitality in the air had grown so thick that even the most novice cultivator could feel it.
"Youth Master Ye, Grandpa is here again," Lin Qingtan informed him one afternoon.
"Let me guess—he's talking about relocating the clan?"
She nodded.
No wonder. The courtyard that Ye Feng had built didn't just look extravagant—it also functioned as a natural vitality-gathering formation. It was the most energy-rich place in all of Qingyang Town—ten times more saturated than anywhere else.
Ten times!
That meant a year of cultivation here was equivalent to ten years outside. It was no exaggeration to say that such a location could change the fate of an entire clan.
"It's settled," Lin Zhentian declared. "We'll move in tomorrow."
"Alright, Father. There's enough space here for everyone."
"Xiao'er, why don't you introduce that young man to me?"
Lin Xiao hesitated. "Father… the stronger a person is, the stranger their temperament becomes. He says he's only doing this to repay a debt. If we overstep, it might offend him."
"I see. In any case, we must remain vigilant. There are already whispers from other families trying to seize this land."
"And not just them," Lin Xiao added. "Even Yancheng's forces are tempted. But don't worry. Young Master Ye said the mansion's barrier can't be broken—even by Nirvana Realm experts. And the Chaos God's Light on the stairway reflects all attacks automatically."
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In the hall, Ye Feng was quietly sipping tea when Lin Qingtan approached.
"Young Master. Ye, where is Brother Lin Dong?"
"He's in the cave, refining the elixir," Ye Feng replied without raising his head.
"Young Master Ye," she asked curiously, "You had the power to heal Uncle Lin Xiao directly. Was letting Brother Lin Dong refine the pill your way of motivating him?"
Ye Feng gave a soft chuckle. "His father's injuries aren't serious. A few low-tier pills are enough. Honestly, refining pills below the fifth grade is beneath me now. If other alchemists from the Doupo Plane heard I was playing with such low-level medicine, they'd laugh behind my back."
"Even so, I want to see how Brother Lin Dong is doing. Let's go check on him," she suggested.
Ye Feng nodded. "Very well."
With a wave of his hand, the two vanished in a ripple of space and reappeared in the cave.
Inside, Lin Dong was just finishing the final stages of refinement. When he noticed Ye Feng and Lin Qingtan appear, he hastily swept the powdered residue into his storage ring.
Ye Feng sniffed the air, then paused. "...Wait a second. This smell..."
He narrowed his eyes at Lin Dong.
"This fragrance is... aphrodisiac powder."
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