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

"Yutang! What's wrong?!"

Zhao Heihu was terrified.

Zhao Yutang felt a vast, gentle power erupt from the depths of her soul!

"Brother... my head hurts so much... so much stuff... is coming out..."

Zhao Yutang curled up in pain, and a faint white halo seemed to flow around her.

That's a sign of the overflow of divine soul power!

"This, this is..."

Zhao Heihu was at a loss, yet seemed to have realized something, and stood there stunned.

boom!!!

In no time.

Centered on Zhao Yutang, an invisible spiritual shock suddenly erupted!

The walls and roof of the earthen house were cracked, with wood chips, soil and stones flying everywhere, and smoke and dust filling the air.

Zhao Heihu was thrown out by the blast wave and landed awkwardly in the courtyard.

Ignoring the pain, he stared in horror at the center of the smoke and dust until it dissipated.

The dilapidated mud houses have been reduced to ruins.

"As expected... I have nowhere to stay..."

Zhao Heihu swallowed hard.

My benefactor really is... not a single word of nonsense.

In the center of the ruins.

Zhao Yutang hovered three feet off the ground, her eyes closed, her long hair moving without wind.

She was enveloped in a white halo, her face glowing with a jade-like luster, and she was exceptionally beautiful.

"Brother... I seem... different..."

Her clear eyes were as deep as the starry sky, seemingly piercing through people's hearts.

……

As night deepened, Black Dragon Ridge was shrouded in a hazy mist.

This place has a strategic location, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and has been the Black Dragon Gang's stronghold for many years.

In front of the mountain gate, two members of the third level of Qi Refining were dozing off against the stone wall.

"Damn it, this is the middle of the night, what bad luck. I heard Wang Mazi went to catch that kid Zhao Heihu, he's probably having a good time right now."

"Tsk, what a pity about Zhao Yutang. She's so beautiful and has an extremely yin constitution. If only I could have some fun with her... tsk tsk, and then offer her to the gang leader..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! You dare give the leftovers to the gang leader? You don't want to live anymore?"

The two were talking in hushed tones when suddenly one of them rubbed his eyes.

"Hey, look over there, isn't there someone there?"

The other person looked in the direction he was pointing.

Under the hazy moonlight, a tall figure could be seen walking along the mountain path.

The person walked very slowly and steadily, as if taking a stroll.

"Who's there?! Halt! This is Black Dragon Gang territory, no unauthorized personnel allowed!"

The two men jumped in surprise, drew their swords, and shouted sharply.

The figure didn't stop, nor did it glance at them; it simply raised its hand, flicked its finger, and snapped it.

call out!call out!

Two faint whooshing sounds.

Both gang members had bloody holes appearing between their eyebrows at the same time, and their eyes still held a look of shock.

Luo Fan stepped over the two corpses and entered the mountain gate.

"Enemy attack—!!!"

The alarm sounded over Black Dragon Ridge.

Countless torches lit up, and figures emerged from various buildings.

"Who dares to trespass on my Black Dragon Gang's territory?!"

"Kill him!"

"Surround it!"

Shouts, the sound of weapons being drawn, and footsteps mingled together in a chaotic cacophony.

Dozens of Qi Refining stage members surrounded Luo Fan from all directions.

Luo Fan raised his eyes, glanced around, his gaze calm, neither joyful nor sorrowful.

"Where is the Black Dragon?"

He spoke, but his voice was soft.

"How dare you! How dare you address the gang leader by his name? Brothers, charge!"

A low-level leader at the seventh level of Qi Refining roared, "Chop up this arrogant brat!"

Dozens of people rushed forward at once, their swords flashing and talismans and spells engulfing Luo Fan in an instant.

Luo Fan stood still, without moving.

He only uttered one word.

"roll."

boom--!!!

An invisible wave of energy spread out from him!

The dozen or so people at the front were struck as if by a heavy blow, coughing up blood and flying backward, knocking down a group of people behind them.

Screams, the sound of bones shattering, and the thud of weapons hitting the ground filled the air.

With just the power of a single word, dozens of Qi Refining stage members were either killed or injured, and none of them were able to stand up again.

"Foundation Establishment! He's a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

"Quickly, fetch the elders! Fetch the leader!"

The gang members who had miraculously survived were terrified and scrambled to their deaths.

Luo Fan did not give chase, but simply continued walking towards the main hall at the summit.

Along the way, he was constantly blocked by his gang members who rushed to the scene after hearing the news, but none of them could stop him.

With a flick of the finger, a wave of the sleeve, or even a glance, corpses litter the ground and rivers of blood flow in its wake.

He finally arrived at the square in front of the main hall.

Here, three sinister-looking old men and a middle-aged man in black robes stood ready.

The man in black robes had a sinister face, deep-set eyes, and a faint aura of bloodlust swirling around him.

The three elders behind him were all in the early stages of Foundation Establishment and were elders of the Black Dragon Gang.

"Who are you? What grudge do you hold against my Black Dragon Gang that you would resort to such an assassination attempt?"

The black dragon stared at Luo Fan with a gloomy look in its eyes.

The young man before them was only at the first level of Qi Refining.

But the methods used to slaughter the gang members just now were definitely beyond the capabilities of someone in the Qi Refining stage!

Is he concealing his cultivation level? Or does he possess a rare treasure?

Luo Fan raised his eyes. "Murder, robbery."

"Where is the herb field? Also, how do you contact that deacon from the Zheng Yang Sect?"

"presumptuous!"

Black Dragon could hardly believe his ears.

This was the first time he had ever seen anyone dare to act so arrogantly on his territory.

"Who exactly are you?!"

Alarm bells rang in his mind.

How could an ordinary person dare to cause trouble for the Black Dragon Gang?

Those so-called treasure hunts are mostly aimed at their medicinal herb fields.

"Noisy."

Luo Fan's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

Black Dragon's pupils contracted, his hands formed a seal, and the bloodthirsty aura around his body transformed into a blood-red dragon.

The three elders also attacked simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of magical artifacts, talismans, and spells upon Luo Fan.

however--

Luo Fan's figure appeared like a ghost behind an elder.

Before the elder could even react, a fair hand grabbed his neck.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the man's head tilted to the side, and the life in his eyes quickly faded.

"The first one."

Luo Fan casually tossed the corpse aside and looked at the other elder.

The remaining two elders' expressions changed drastically.

Fast! Too fast!

So fast that they couldn't even see Luo Fan's movements!

"Ghostly Footsteps!"

The black dragon recognized the technique Luo Fan used and was utterly horrified. "You're from the Peach Blossom Temple!"

"It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

He gasped, realizing that although his side had the numerical advantage, they weren't confident they could take down Luo Fan.

Who knows if this kid is a hidden elite disciple of Peach Blossom Temple, or a Golden Core expert.

He suppressed his shock and continued, "We are vassals of the Zhengyang Sect, and we share the same righteous path as you!"

"Ha... the righteous path of cultivating demonic arts?"

Luo Fan sneered, "If the Zhengyang Sect were here today, they would probably be the first to wipe you out."

"you!"

Black Dragon choked on his words.

But they also knew that what Luo Fan said was true.

The Zhengyang Sect is ultimately the foremost righteous sect; if word were to spread that their Black Flood Dragon Gang is a vassal...

Moreover, they are utterly wicked, and their leader cultivates demonic arts; they will only suffer an even more gruesome death.

Looking at the multicolored face of the Black Dragon, Luo Fan spoke again, "The Black Dragon Gang shall be destroyed today."

"Then we'll have to see what you're capable of!"

"Form the formation! Blood Fiend Dragon Trapping Formation!"

The black dragon and the two elders quickly took their positions in a triangle, their blood-red auras intertwined.

A huge blood-red light shield enveloped the four of them.

Inside the protective barrier, blood mist filled the air, a foul wind blew, and countless blood-red tentacles stabbed at Luo Fan from all directions.

Luo Fan pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed through the air.

Sizzle—!

A pale golden sword light appeared out of thin air.

Even after the seemingly solid light barrier was torn apart, the sword light continued its momentum, slicing past the bodies of the two elders.

The two froze, blood lines appearing between their brows.

Black Dragon Master's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically channeled all his spiritual power.

The crimson dragon swelled several times its original size, opened its blood-red maw, and lunged at Luo Fan.

Luo Fan didn't even look at it, raised his hand, and pressed a palm down on the top of the dragon's head.

hum!

A ghostly blue flame silently ignited, and the ferocious, blood-red dragon vanished into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

"A cold fire from a secluded spring?!"

Black Dragon was horrified and speechless. Before he could finish speaking, Luo Fan's hand was already on the top of his head.

Soul search!

A more domineering and brutal divine sense rushed into the black dragon's sea of ​​consciousness.

A moment later, Luo Fan released his grip.

The black dragon bled from its seven orifices and collapsed to the ground, its eyes filled with endless fear and despair.

Luo Fan closed his eyes, processing the information he had received.

The location of the medicinal herb field, the contact method with that Deacon Li from the Zheng Yang Sect, the handover location, the code...

And, some secrets about the Zhengyang Sect in the Black Dragon's memories.

"What a magnificent number one sect in the immortal realm!"

Luo Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He didn't linger and followed his memory to the back mountain.

There is a hidden field of spiritual herbs here, shrouded within an array.

Luo Fan waved his hand, breaking the formation.

The medicinal herb field wasn't large, about half an acre, but the spiritual herbs planted there caught his eye.

Crimson Flame Fruit, Frost Jade Grass, Golden-Veined Ginseng, Earthworm Ganoderma, Water Cloud Flower…

It has all the five elements.

"As expected, it is a spiritual herb passed down from the Five Elements Pill Sect."

Luo Fan waved his hand and collected all the spiritual herbs in the entire medicinal field, along with the spiritual soil around their roots, into his personal medicinal field.

After doing all this, Luo Fan flicked his finger, and several strands of cold spring fire fell on the buildings of the Black Dragon Gang.

The icy blue flames spread silently, turning everything in their path into ice shards and ashes.

Luo Fan stood atop the mountain that had turned into an ice field, gazing in the direction of the Zhengyang Sect, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

His figure flashed and disappeared into the night, leaving only a deathly silence, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Several figures in the darkness exchanged glances and quickly left the spot.