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

Outside Danfeng.

A figure dressed in black, with his face covered except for his eyes, quietly approached the courtyard gate.

He held a dagger that gleamed coldly in his hand, and his gloomy eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The dagger was poisoned; it would kill instantly upon contact with blood, and after death, it would turn into pus, leaving no trace.

He climbed over the courtyard wall and landed in the courtyard.

Through the window of the alchemy room, I saw a figure sitting cross-legged inside.

"Hmph! Trash! You deserve to die!"

Ji Kun took a step forward, the dagger flashing coldly once more. "Tonight, let's see who can save you!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

hum!

Suddenly, pale purple light patterns lit up those inconspicuous corners of the courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, the light patterns merged into one, transforming into purple whips as thick as a thumb.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

The long whip pierced the air with incredible speed.

Ji Kun didn't even see the trajectory clearly before he heard the sound of flesh being torn apart.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The series of crisp sounds were particularly loud in the quiet night.

"what!"

Ji Kun screamed and flew backward.

He was whipped so hard he spun three times in the air before crashing face down to the ground.

The black cloth covering his face was pulled askew, revealing one swollen, red cheek.

"What the hell is that?!"

Ji Kun was both shocked and furious, and hurriedly got up.

He had barely steadied himself when those purple whips lashed out again.

This time it's even more ruthless.

Three lashes struck his left leg, three lashes struck his right leg, and three more were aimed at his buttocks.

"Aww!"

Ji Kun howled in pain, his movements—clutching his bottom and jumping around—looked just like a monkey with a red bottom.

He wanted to escape, but the courtyard gate was right in front of him, yet it felt like he was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Every time he tried to rush towards the courtyard gate, more purple whips would lash out from all directions.

Snapped!

A whip lashed his back, tearing his clothes and leaving his skin ripped open.

"hiss!"

Ji Kun gasped.

Snapped!

Another lash struck his waist, and he bent over like a shrimp, cold sweat pouring down his back.

"My kidneys!"

Ji Kun was almost in tears.

This is not over yet.

Those whips seemed to have eyes, specifically targeting the most painful spots.

What about the inner thighs and armpits?

soles of the feet…

All of them were places that were painful, itchy, and embarrassing.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

Ji Kun ran around the yard, clutching his head.

But no matter where he hides, the whip always manages to catch him.

A whip lashed his wrist, which was gripping the dagger.

Clang!

The dagger flew out of his hand and landed in the corner of the wall.

He tried to pick it up, but was whipped three more times on the buttocks, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

He landed face down again.

It even got its mouth full of mud.

"Pah! Pah!"

Ji Kun spat out the mud from his mouth, his eyes reddening.

He finally understood: this formation wasn't deadly, but it was extremely insulting.

Each lash was delivered with deadly force, causing him to grimace and writhe in excruciating pain.

The areas that had been treated would glow with a pale purple light, standing out conspicuously in the darkness.

Dozens of purple light marks shimmered all over his body in the night, making him look like a human-shaped firefly.

Where did the formation come from at Danfeng?

Inside the alchemy room.

Luo Fan had already noticed the commotion outside.

The Eye of Truth quietly opened a crack and peered out through the wall.

That glance almost made him burst out laughing.

Ji Kun was seen jumping around in the yard, howling as he was whipped by the purple whips.

One moment she's covering her bottom, the next she's protecting her face, and then she's jumping up and rubbing the soles of her feet.

That pathetic state of his was nowhere to be seen, not even a trace of the dignity of the head disciple of the Hall of Deacons.

Luo Fan suppressed a laugh, his shoulders shaking slightly.

But he didn't go out.

What are you going out for?

To truly enjoy watching a play, one must hide indoors, and he also needs to concentrate on refining elixirs.

The elixir in the furnace is at a crucial stage; we cannot afford to be distracted.

yard.

Ji Kun was on the verge of a breakdown.

He tried to protect himself with spiritual power, but those purple whips were specifically designed to break through spiritual power, hitting the target every time they lashed out.

He tried to dodge using his agility, but the whips were too numerous and too fast; he simply couldn't avoid them.

He tried begging for mercy, which was humiliating, but better than being beaten to death.

The formation cannot understand human speech.

I'll still smoke.

"Luo Fan! I know you're in there!"

Ji Kun scurried away, covering his head, while imitating other people's voices.

He shouted angrily, "If you've got the guts, come out here! And fight me, Wang Defa, fair and square!"

The alchemy room was quiet, with only the faint sound of the flames burning in the alchemy furnace.

"..."

There was no movement inside; it would be crazy to pay attention to him.

They even impersonated someone else's name, acting like they're the neighbor next door!

"Luo Fan! You coward!"

"Useless! All you do is hide behind women!"

"What kind of skill is it to rely on formations!"

The harsher Ji Kun's scolding, the more fiercely he lashed out with the whip.

He was beaten so badly he couldn't curse anymore; his mouth was swollen and he could barely speak.

Another lash landed on his buttocks.

Ji Kun lunged forward, but this time he lost his balance and fell face-first to the ground.

As luck would have it, his face was directly facing the window of the alchemy room.

Through the window, he saw Luo Fan sitting cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, intently manipulating the flames.

That serious look, that calm expression…

It seemed that the wailing and howling outside wasn't him, but some kind of background sound effect.

Ji Kun's eyes widened.

So, while I'm being whipped into a top here, you're living the high life inside?!

"Luo Fan! I'll fight you to the death!"

Ji Kun was filled with rage and anger, and he rushed into the alchemy room as soon as he got up.

Then! !

Clap clap clap clap!

Five whips lashed his face simultaneously.

Attack from both sides, and from above and below.

Ji Kun was spun around three times after being slapped, seeing stars and unable to tell which way was which.

After finally regaining his footing, he returned to the center of the courtyard, covered in bits and pieces of herbs and their smell.

The purple whips formed a circle, swaying gently in the air, with a hint of provocation.

Ji Kun: "..."

He silently lowered his head and looked at himself.

His clothes were tattered, his body was covered in wounds, and his face was covered with purple whip marks.

My buttocks, in particular, were burning with pain and swollen like two halves of a bun.

Look up again at the alchemy room.

Luo Fan remained as still as Mount Tai, not budging an inch.

He couldn't understand how a formation could suddenly appear on such a dilapidated mountain.

It's Bai Jie!

It must be that bitch Bai Jie!

For this good-for-nothing, she actually asked the people from Medicine Peak to set up an array here!

Ji Kun gritted his teeth, but he also knew that with this formation in place, he couldn't kill Luo Fan tonight.

If this drags on any longer and alerts others, he will have no chance of escaping.

"Luo Fan, you just wait!"

"I, Wang Defa, will be back!"

Ji Kun took a deep breath.

He took another deep breath.

He turned and ran, not forgetting to pick up the dagger he had dropped before he ran away.

This time he didn't run towards the courtyard gate.

Use a VPN directly.

He was whipped twice more while climbing over the wall and almost fell, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. He used both hands and feet to climb over the wall and disappeared into the night.

In the courtyard, the purple whip vanished, and the light patterns disappeared.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Only a few crumpled pieces of clothing in the corner proved that someone had been here.

Inside the alchemy room.

Luo Fan finally couldn't help but laugh so hard his shoulders shook, and he almost lost control of his internal fire.

The pent-up anger from that night had dissipated considerably.

But despite his laughter, he didn't stop what he was doing.

Inside the alchemy furnace, the medicinal liquid gradually condensed and took shape, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

Luo Fan composed himself and focused intently.

The cold flames from the spring danced at his fingertips, illuminating his earnest profile.

the other side.

Ji Kun lay in a secluded ravine outside Danfeng Peak, wincing in pain.

He swallowed a healing pill, endured the excruciating pain, sat cross-legged, and began to circulate his internal energy.

Embarrassingly, those pale purple streaks of light made him glow.

It's no different from telling others, "I'm hiding here, come and catch me!"

His buttocks were burning with pain, making it difficult for him to sit upright; he could only sit crookedly.

"Damn formation!"

"Damn Bai Jie!"

"Damn Luo Fan!"

Ji Kun unleashed a three-part barrage of angry curses.

He shattered his night clothes, erasing all traces, and used his internal energy to erase the light marks on his body.

These light marks are extremely difficult to remove, and the method used to remove them is unknown.

He exerted tremendous effort to barely dim the light.

Just as he was concentrating on healing his wounds, he heard faint footsteps.

Ji Kun opened his eyes and turned around. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was.

"Junior Brother Zhou?"

He frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Ming stopped ten steps away from him, his gaze falling on Ji Kun as he sized him up.

"His body smells of medicine; he must be a disciple of Danfeng."

"Cultivation at the second level of Foundation Establishment, in accordance with intelligence, severely injured, but these injuries..."

His gaze lingered on the lingering purple light marks on Ji Kun's body, and his eyes narrowed.

"Did you think you could cover up the wounds left by the Black Wind Envoy by using the power of a woman's femininity?"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he snorted.

"No mistake, it's you. Prepare to die!"