A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

"roar--!"

The tiger's roar materializes, captivating and awe-inspiring—that is its innate power.

The tiger's roar shook the very soul!

Lu Qingdai was the first to be hit. Her mind went blank, her vision went black, and she staggered.

"Be careful!"

Bai Jie drew an arc in front of her with the Ice Soul Sword in her hand, transforming it into an ice crystal shield.

The sound wave crashed into the shield, shattering the ice crystals and offsetting most of the impact.

"If I don't show my power, you think I'm made of clay!"

Xiong Chumo slammed his hammer into the ground.

boom!

Earth and rocks flew everywhere, and the circular shockwave dispersed the aftershocks of the tiger's roar.

"Junior sister, thank you so much!"

Lu Qingdai regained her senses and waved her fair hand repeatedly, sending dozens of green vines breaking through the ground and wrapping around the tiger's limbs.

The tiger moved nimbly, its claws sweeping and snapping the vines.

This delay allowed Bai Jie's sword to arrive, and she thrust it straight at the tiger's throat.

The tiger neither dodged nor avoided, but struck out with its claw.

clang--!

The tiger's claws collided with the ice sword.

Bai Jie's arm trembled, and she took three steps back, her hand between her thumb and forefinger going numb.

The tiger was also shaken and took a half step back, a thin layer of ice forming on its front paws.

"That beast has such hard claws!"

Xiong Chumo seized the opportunity and swung the sledgehammer in a wide arc, smashing it into the tiger's abdomen.

"Take this!"

"This hammer strikes eighty!"

"No bargaining!"

The tiger did not take the hit head-on.

With a twist of its waist, its thick tiger tail swept across the area with a whooshing sound.

Bang!

The hammer tails struck each other, and Xiong Chumo was sent flying backward by the impact.

After landing, he staggered back seven or eight steps before regaining his balance, his hand holding the hammer trembling slightly.

"Watch out, it's incredibly strong!"

The three women exchanged glances and quickly adjusted their tactics.

Bai Jie took the lead in attacking, each sword strike aimed directly at a vital point.

With Lu Qingdai's assistance, the tiger's movements were restricted using vines and binding spells.

Xiong Chumo moved around to provide support and attacked the enemy's lower body.

The sword light, vine shadows, and hammer winds intertwined, creating a fierce battle.

Soon, several sword marks appeared on the tiger's body. Although they were not deep, they completely aroused its ferocity.

"roar--!"

Another roar erupted, this time accompanied by dark red ripples.

"retreat!"

Bai Jie's long sword danced rapidly in front of her, creating several layers of ice walls.

However, the dark red ripples seemed to possess a spirit, bypassing the ice wall and rushing straight into the souls of the three.

Lu Qingdai groaned and staggered a few steps, a smear of bright red blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Xiong Chumo's vision went black, and she nearly collapsed.

Only Bai Jie, relying on her profound swordsmanship, managed to hold on, but even she turned pale.

At this moment, the tiger seized the opportunity and pounced on Lu Qingdai, who was the weakest in terms of combat strength.

Bai Jie stopped defending and instead twirled her longsword, aiming straight for the tiger's eye.

The tiger was indeed forced to dodge to the side.

The next moment!

A cunning glint flashed in its eyes, and it twisted in mid-air, its tiger claws striking towards Bai Jie.

Its attack on Lu Qingdai was just a feint; its real target had always been Bai Jie, who posed the greatest threat!

"Junior sister, be careful!"

It was too late for Xiong Chumo to come to the rescue.

Bai Jie could only parry with her sword in haste.

The tiger's claws slammed into her sword, the immense force sending her flying backward.

She was in mid-air, her blood surging, and she forcefully suppressed the sweetness in her throat.

She wasn't injured, but the blow was quite severe.

The tiger, having gained the upper hand, did not let up. After landing, it pushed off with its four paws and pounced on Bai Jie, who was still in mid-air.

Its gaping maw opened wide, its fangs gleaming coldly in the gray mist.

Lu Qingdai and Xiong Chumo were about to go to their rescue when a figure was faster than them.

No one saw how Luo Fan appeared.

He suddenly appeared behind Bai Jie and caught her steadily in his arms.

Without even looking, Luo Fan thrust his sword out with his right hand, which was holding the sword.

This sword strike was devoid of any fancy moves.

Not fast, not slow.

It is neither sharp nor domineering.

But as if it were preordained, it struck the tiger's eye precisely.

"roar--!!"

Its forward momentum came to an abrupt halt as Luo Fan struck it down with a single sword strike.

Luo Fan, holding Bai Jie, retreated three zhang before landing on the ground.

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

From the moment he caught Bai Jie to the moment he drew his sword and injured the tiger, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until then that Lu Qingdai and Xiong Chumo realized what was happening.

"Junior Sister Bai!"

"Junior Brother Luo?!"

The two women rushed over.

Luo Fan ignored them and looked down at Bai Jie in his arms.

"Are you injured?"

He spoke softly and frowned.

Bai Jie looked up and met his gaze.

Eyes facing each other.

She saw the deep affection in his eyes, and the anger hidden beneath them.

Bai Jie shook her head, her red lips unconsciously curving upwards.

"Thanks to you."

Her voice sounded calm, but the slight redness at the base of her ears betrayed her inner turmoil.

Luo Fan then put her down and turned to look at the rolling tiger, his eyes instantly turning cold.

"Junior Brother Luo, how...how did you get here?"

Lu Qingdai's beautiful eyes widened, her small mouth slightly open, her face filled with disbelief.

Three hundred zhang away!

Refining Qi to the first level, it only takes a moment?

How...how is this possible?!

Luo Fan scratched his head, revealed a simple and honest smile, and raised the sword in his hand.

"I don't know either, this sword just pulled me here by itself..."

He spoke very sincerely, and his expression was innocent.

"I saw Senior Sister Bai was in danger, and I wanted to come and help, so this sword moved on its own..."

The sword... moved on its own?

Lu Qingdai glanced at the sword, then at Luo Fan, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing slightly.

It's true that a spirit sword has a spirit; it can actively protect its master and even carry its master flying. What rank must it be?

But seeing Luo Fan's bewildered expression, which didn't seem like he was lying, she felt helpless.

Could it really be the power of the sword?

Lu Qingdai was skeptical, but was temporarily fooled by this explanation.

Xiong Chumo, standing to the side, secretly rolled her eyes.

Installed.

Keep installing.

She is the senior disciple of Qifeng, and a direct disciple of the weapon-refining master Qian Butong.

Can't she tell whether a sword is controlled by a person or by the sword itself?

That sword strike just now, seemingly casual, was actually executed with perfect precision in angle, force, and timing.

If the sword moved on its own, she would have eaten that hammer alive!

Eat half, and it'll turn into forty, I'll take it!

Xiong Chumo didn't expose him, but just gave Luo Fan a meaningful look.

This Junior Brother Luo has quite a few secrets.

I thought he was only exceptional in alchemy, but I didn't expect his overall strength to be so formidable.

"roar--!"

The tiger stopped rolling, stood up, scratched the ground with its claws, and smoke billowed from its nostrils.

Its right eye was ruined and covered in blood, but its remaining left eye gleamed even more menacingly.

His body was enveloped in a surge of dark red malevolent energy, his aura even more violent than before.

"This beast is going to fight to the death."

Bai Jie gripped her ice sword and stood beside Luo Fan.

"Senior Sister Lu, you go break the formation, I'll take care of this beast."

Luo Fan's gaze locked onto the tiger. "Senior Sister Xiong, Senior Sister Bai, you two assist Senior Sister Lu."

"You're going to fight this ferocious beast all by yourself?!"

Lu Qingdai frowned. "No, this is too dangerous!"

"This beast is the one who should feel threatened."

Luo Fan raised the God-Slaying Sword in his hand, and the blade trembled slightly in response.

Lu Qingdai was about to say something more, but Xiong Chumo pulled her back.

"Senior Sister Lu, listen to Junior Brother Luo, his sword is no ordinary weapon."

Xiong Chumo winked at her, "His sword can overcome any obstacle~"

For some reason, Lu Qingdai always felt that this girl's words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

Something's definitely not right, but I just can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

Finally, Lu Qingdai nodded in agreement. Without further hesitation, she turned and rushed toward the black stone.

Bai Jie and Xiong Chumo followed closely behind, while Luo Fan faced the ferocious one-eyed tiger alone.

The tiger crouched low, its only remaining left eye fixed on Luo Fan.

It growled menacingly in its throat, wanting nothing more than to chew up the human who had injured its eyes.

Hatred made it ignore the other three and focus all its attention on Luo Fan.

Luo Fan stood with his sword in hand and beckoned to the tiger with his finger.

"Let me see just how many speakers you, a mere Foundation Establishment Level 3 beast, can carry."

"roar--!"

Enraged, the tiger kicked out with its hind legs and leaped forward.

Its sharp claws went straight for Luo Fan's heart.