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In the air, Chen Yang once again activated his spiritual power, and his speed soared to its limit.

Before long, a massive figure swooped down from the clouds—it was the Fiery Hell Dragon Tiger Beast!

"call out--!"

Chen Yang landed steadily on the broad back of the dragon-tiger beast and patted its neck: "Let's go, to White Pine Kingdom!"

The Fiery Dragon-Tiger Beast roared, spread its enormous wings, and sprinted rapidly in the predetermined direction. The wind howled past its ears, and the mountains and rivers below rushed past.

The Kingdom of White Pine is slightly smaller than the Kingdom of Cave Abyss. Its territory is covered with huge white pine trees that tower into the clouds and block out the sun.

Although it is not large in area, the strength of the White Pine Kingdom should not be underestimated—because the entire country has only one sect, and that is the White Pine Sect!

It can be said that all cultivators in the White Pine Kingdom are under the jurisdiction of the White Pine Sect. Its overall strength is far greater than that of the Heavenly Sea Sect, the Red Abyss Valley, and the Jiang Family Royal Family. There are as many as ten Golden Core cultivators guarding the sect!

A day later, Chen Yang and the Fiery Dragon-Tiger Beast entered the territory of the White Pine Kingdom.

Upon arriving here, even Chen Yang had to keep a low profile. He put away the Fiery Prison Dragon-Tiger Beast, mounted an ordinary flying sword, and disguised himself as an ordinary cultivator, leisurely traveling through the White Pine Kingdom.

He took out the map Qingyun had given him, which marked five locations.

Zheng Congwen's mission this time was to invite an alchemist named Feng Tingbu to return to Tianhai Sect. Feng Tingbu had served on the alchemy peak of Tianhai Sect in his early years, but later left the sect due to some changes and went into seclusion in Baisong Kingdom.

Presumably, Tianhaimen realized the loss of Feng Tingbu, which is why they sent Zheng Congwen to invite him back. And these five marked points are the places where Feng Tingbu is most likely to appear.

Chen Yang's divine sense was incredibly powerful. Feng Tingbu was not only an alchemist but also a mid-stage Divine Power Realm cultivator, whose aura was extremely unique. As long as Chen Yang scanned the area with his divine sense, he could know whether there were any traces of a mid-stage Divine Power Realm cultivator in a certain place.

Over the next two days, Chen Yang visited both marked locations but found no clues about Feng Tingbu.

He picked up the map and glanced at it. The third location was in a place called "Cliff Village".

"This is it."

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed, and he urged his flying sword to head straight for Broken Cliff Village.

The cliff village in Baisong Kingdom is an extremely tranquil mountain village.

In front of the mountain village, there is an enormous, straight canyon, as if it were cut open by a divine sword. The steep cliffs are as smooth as a mirror, which is the origin of the name "Cliff Village".

The cliff is covered with towering white pines, their green branches dotted with white pine cones. The entire village is surrounded by white pines, with clear waters and lush mountains, isolated from the world, like a paradise.

At this moment, in a simple wooden house at the east end of Duanya Village, Feng Tingbu was intently fiddling with a brand-new alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace was entirely bluish-black, with intricate flame patterns engraved on it, clearly a top-grade treasure. Various medicinal herbs were arranged around the furnace, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance.

Many villagers live around the wooden house; this is where Feng Tingbu lived as a child.

Most of the villagers are only Foundation Establishment cultivators, and many can only reach the early stage of Foundation Establishment in their entire lives. They have lived a peaceful and secluded life here for generations.

Feng Tingbu was an anomaly. In his youth, he ventured out and inexplicably developed a set of skills, eventually becoming the alchemy elder of the Tianhai Sect.

But now, he was already tired of the interpersonal relationships and intrigues of Tianhaimen. More importantly, he felt that his energy was waning and his time seemed to be coming soon.

Feng Tingbu sighed softly, lowered his head, and continued to organize the medicinal herbs in front of him.

Just then, a figure pushed open the door and walked in.

Feng Tingbu turned his head and frowned slightly—the newcomer was wearing the attire of the Tianhai Sect, his aura was refined, and his strength was quite remarkable.

The person who walked in was Zheng Congwen.

Upon reaching the door, he bowed deeply to Feng Tingbu, his posture extremely respectful: "Elder Feng, this disciple is Zheng Congwen from Talisman Peak. I have come on behalf of the sect to invite you back to the Alchemy Peak of Tianhai Sect!"

"You can name any conditions you wish to set, and the sect elders will grant them as appropriate!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingbu waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "No need. There's no use for me going back. I'm too exhausted to serve the sect anymore. Besides, when I left back then, I already reached an agreement with the sect leader and elders. Once the contract expires, I'm free. From now on, I just want to spend the rest of my life here in peace."

"Elder Feng!"

Zheng Congwen stepped forward and knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly until blood quickly appeared on his forehead: "You are at the peak of your experience and alchemy skills right now, how can you retire now? Please reconsider!"

"If you don't agree, this disciple won't get up! If I fail to complete this task, I will be severely punished by the sect when I return. I beg you to reconsider!"

Feng Tingbu frowned, a hint of helplessness on his face: "Your disciple is far too rude. I've already said I won't go back; kneeling here won't do any good."

He put his hands behind his back, his face gradually darkened, and his eyes showed some displeasure.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Congwen not only didn't get up, but kowtowed even more violently, blood from his forehead staining the ground: "Elder Feng, I beg you to have mercy! Even if you don't want to go back, please write me a letter proving that I have done my best to complete the mission, so that I can go back and report!"

Seeing his "sincere" appearance, Feng Tingbu's displeasure gradually dissipated, replaced by a touch of pity: "Alright, alright, I'll just write a letter to defend you. Get up now, child."

As he spoke, he bent down to help Zheng Congwen.

In that very instant!

A sinister glint flashed in Zheng Congwen's eyes, and with a "whoosh," three talismans flew out from his palm, heading straight for Feng Tingbu's dantian!

"Boom! Hiss hiss hiss—!"

The three talismans exploded with a deafening roar, flames soared into the sky, and poisonous spikes flew everywhere. With destructive power, they instantly shattered Feng Tingbu's dantian!

Although Feng Tingbu was a mid-stage Divine Power Realm cultivator, he was old and his blood and energy were declining. In addition, he was completely unprepared for Zheng Congwen and had no time to react!

He stared in astonishment at his disciple, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his body went limp as he collapsed, his breath instantly fading.

Zheng Congwen slowly stood up, wiped the blood from his forehead, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face as he looked down at Feng Tingbu: "Old man, I knew you wouldn't agree."

"I took this mission with no intention of getting you back. What I really want are the pills in your storage ring, especially that Chaos-Free Pill!"

His tone was icy: "I'm only here to take your inheritance!"

Having said that, Zheng Congwen drew his long sword from his waist and brought it down with a swift motion!

"Pfft!"

Feng Tingbu's head fell to the ground with a thud, and blood spurted out, staining the medicinal herbs on the ground red.

Zheng Congwen took off Feng Tingbu's storage ring, scanned it with his divine sense, frowned slightly, and cursed under his breath: "Damn! How come this old man is so poor? Fortunately, he has three Chaos Pills, so it wasn't a complete waste of effort."

He turned to leave, but suddenly raised an eyebrow and shouted coldly towards the door, "Who's out there?!"

At the entrance, two monks dressed as villagers were carrying a basket of sweet potatoes, intending to bring some food to Feng Tingbu, but they were startled by the commotion inside.

Zheng Congwen stepped out of the wooden house, staring coldly at the two men.

The two villagers, feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from him, trembled and hurriedly said, "S-Senior, hello, we've come to deliver sweet potatoes to Senior Feng..."

Zheng Congwen was too lazy to waste words. With a flick of his wrist, two sharp sword energies shot out!

"Sizzle!"

With two soft sounds, the heads of the two villagers were instantly decapitated, and their bodies fell straight down.

He waved his hand to collect the three corpses and was about to turn and leave when a figure, like a ghost, landed in the center of the courtyard with a "whoosh".

It was Chen Yang who had rushed here day and night!