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

The teahouse was noisy, and Luo Fan walked in while looking for a chance to escape.

Soon, he spotted his target: a table near the corner where three cultivators were sitting.

They were red-faced and arguing loudly about some kind of martial arts technique, attracting a lot of attention.

"You've messed up your Flowing Cloud Palm technique; the third move isn't executed with proper power application!"

"Bullshit! That's exactly how my master taught me!"

"Your master is just a half-baked amateur. Don't believe me? Let's have a contest!"

The three argued more and more fiercely, and it looked like they were about to come to blows.

Luo Fan walked quickly past their table, deliberately bumping into them with his elbow as if it were an accident!

Whoosh!

The teapot, teacups, and several dishes of peanuts and melon seeds on the table were all knocked over and placed on the ground.

Tea splashed everywhere, soaking the three people.

"Oh my! My new Taoist robe!"

"Who is it?! Are you blind?!"

"Are you looking for death?!"

The three cultivators immediately erupted in anger, standing up in unison and glaring at Luo Fan.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! It was an accident, I really apologize!"

Luo Fan quickly clasped his hands in apology, backing away as he spoke, his face full of fear and trepidation.

The three men wouldn't let it go, and one of them, who had a fiery temper, grabbed Luo Fan by the collar.

"You think an apology is enough? This robe of mine is worth fifty spirit stones! Pay me back!"

"Exactly! And this spiritual tea of ​​mine is freshly brewed!"

"My peanuts too, they were just served!"

The three surrounded Luo Fan, spitting as they spoke.

Other customers in the teahouse also looked over, pointing and whispering, and the scene became chaotic for a moment.

The gray-robed informant followed them all the way to the teahouse entrance.

Just as they were about to enter, they were blocked by a crowd of onlookers at the entrance.

His view was also blocked by the three noisy monks and the onlookers.

The man frowned, tiptoed, and peered inside, only to see a group of people gathered together, making a racket.

Where is Luo Fan? I can't see him clearly.

"Make way! Make way!"

He wanted to squeeze in.

But a nearby cultivator shoved him in annoyance, saying, "What are you pushing for? Are you in a hurry to be reborn? Can't you see they're arguing inside!"

"Exactly, people line up just to watch the excitement!"

This person was completely blocked outside.

However, knowing that Luo Fan had been to Baicao Pavilion, there was nothing to worry about.

This can be considered as fulfilling Senior Brother Ji's instructions; all that's needed is to ensure his safe return to the sect.

He felt something was off when he thought of Senior Brother Ji.

Why would they care so much about Luo Fan, a piece of trash who is only at the first level of Qi Refining?

As a disciple of Danfeng, if I can't even refine a mere healing pill, it's useless to leave it in the sect.

Meanwhile, inside the teahouse...

Taking advantage of the moment when the three were struggling, Luo Fan took out a small spirit stone bag from his pocket and stuffed it into the hand of the leader.

"Brothers, I have an urgent matter to attend to. Please accept these spirit stones as an apology. I am truly sorry!"

After saying that, he broke free from the man's hand and turned to head towards the back door of the teahouse.

"Hey! Don't run away!"

The three wanted to give chase, but after glancing at the spirit stone pouch in their hands and exchanging glances, they ultimately decided not to move.

Fifty spirit stones?

This poor boy can come up with fifty spirit stones?

They opened the bag and found that there were indeed fifty spirit stones inside!

The three of them tacitly put away the spirit stones, sat down and continued arguing, only their voices were much quieter.

Anyway, if the Taoist robe gets dirty, just wash it and you'll get fifty spirit stones for free.

I made a profit!

Luo Fan had already slipped out of the teahouse through the back door.

He turned into a side alley, making several turns, and headed towards another exit of the market.

This is going against the grain; in normal thinking, no one would choose the more distant option.

The teahouse is right next to the exit, while the other exit is a huge detour.

At the entrance of the teahouse.

The gray robe's eyeliner finally managed to squeeze in.

He walked around the teahouse for a while, then rushed to the back door and looked around.

Where is Luo Fan now?

"Lost them?"

His face looked unwell.

Could it be that I've been discovered?

But how could that be, even though he arrived at the market much later than Luo Fan?

But after finding him, he concealed his aura the whole time. How could that trash with only the first level of Qi Refining detect him?

At this moment, Luo Fan left the market through another exit and was heading towards the sect.

Ten miles away, there is a remote mountain road.

The trees on both sides were dense, their branches and leaves blocking out the sky, making the view of the setting sun dim.

When Luo Fan arrived at this point, he saw three figures leap out of the woods ahead, blocking his path.

The leader was a burly man with a scar on his face, a Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator, and wielding a large knife.

The other two, one tall and one short, were both at the sixth level of Qi Refining, each wielding an iron rod and a short knife.

"Kid, you're pretty fast."

The scarred man grinned, revealing yellow teeth. "Hand over everything you have, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

The tall man brandished the iron rod. "Did you hear me? Hand over all your spirit stones, pills, and magic weapons!"

The short man licked his dagger. "Brother, why waste words with him? Just kill him and search the body!"

The three men's eyes were greedy and filled with murderous intent.

Clearly, this wasn't the first time they'd committed murder and robbery.

Luo Fan glanced at the three of them. "Gentlemen, isn't it a bit inappropriate to rob someone in broad daylight?"

"Hahaha!"

The scarred, burly man laughed loudly, "You piece of trash at the first level of Qi Refining, you dare to talk to us about reason?"

He pointed around, "This is the middle of nowhere. If I kill you and throw you into the woods, who would know?"

"It's just money, why resort to violence? Can someone come and help me get it?"

Luo Fan shrugged. "I have a lot of spirit stones; I can't carry them all by myself."

"Oh?"

The short, burly man became interested. "Let me see how many spirit stones you have!"

Of course!

Just as he was about to strike, Luo Fan suddenly attacked, punching him in the chest!

puff!

Caught off guard, he was sent flying backward, crashing into a tree behind him and spitting out blood as he fell.

"You're not at the first level of Qi Refining!"

He was horrified when he got up, and even more grateful that he had used his spiritual power to protect himself in time.

If that punch had landed on him, he would have been half-dead, if not killed!

That wretched brat, so cunning!

The spiritual energy he sensed from that punch was no less than his own, and might even have surpassed it.

"What a pity."

Luo Fan shook his head inwardly, realizing that he still lacked practical experience.

If only I had been a little more precise in timing and a little more focused in force.

That punch was enough to kill the opponent, so why would he dodge it?

However, this action was not entirely fruitless; at least the person was injured.

"Damn it! I've been a hawk my whole life, and this time I got pecked in the eye by one!"

"Boy, you've already chosen your own death!"

"Let's all go! Kill him!"

Enraged, the three attacked, with the scarred, burly man's broadsword slashing down at Luo Fan's head first.

The tall, burly man followed closely behind, swinging his iron rod across Luo Fan's waist.

Although the short man was injured, he was still capable of fighting, and he gritted his teeth and launched a sneak attack from the side.

Luo Fan's eyes were serious, and his steps changed, his figure weaving among the three like a fish.

His figure would sometimes sidestep to avoid the broadsword.

Sometimes he would bend down to dodge the iron bar, and sometimes he would seize the opportunity to slap away the short knife with his palm.

After all, the opponent's cultivation level was not weak, and he seemed to have rich combat experience.

He could only rely on his agility, employing the technique of using minimal force to deflect maximum force, and cleverly using spiritual power to attack the opponent's joints, acupoints, and other vulnerable points.

Bang bang bang!

In several exchanges, Luo Fan managed to hold his own, but he was constantly in danger.

scoff-

The blade grazed his left arm, tearing his sleeve and leaving a shallow bloodstain.

"Heh heh, kid, you're done for, aren't you?"

The scarred, burly man licked his lips and grinned maliciously, "Let's see how long you can hide!"

He could tell that Luo Fan lacked combat experience, so his attacks became increasingly fierce.

Another slash came down, this time with great force, blocking all of Luo Fan's escape routes!

The blade was sharp and fierce, and it looked like it was about to strike!

A critical moment!

Luo Fan activated the dark blue flames in his sea of ​​consciousness, condensing their extreme chill into his right palm.

Just as the blade was about to strike him, he reached out with his right hand and struck the blade with the side of his palm!

Snap!

The greatsword, crafted from spiritual materials, froze instantly upon contact with the extreme cold of the fire and shattered into several pieces!

A bone-chilling coldness spread from the hilt of the knife to the scarred, burly man's arm.

As a result, his entire right arm was covered with a layer of white frost in the blink of an eye, and his spiritual energy circulation was momentarily halted!

"ah--!!!"

next second!

He screamed in agony, as if a thousand ice spikes had pierced his entire arm, causing him unbearable pain.

Luo Fan seized the opportunity and kicked him away with a back kick!

The man crashed into a large tree, breaking several of his ribs, and immediately lost consciousness!