The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

Zhao Tieshan said in a deep voice, "Young Master, our bodies can't withstand this level of training. If we get injured—"

"If you're injured, you can take some medicine." Xiao Fan took out a small porcelain bottle from his robes. "This is a Meridian Tempering Powder I personally concocted, specifically for treating meridian problems and strengthening the body. As long as you do as I say, I will treat you. But anyone who dares to slack off shouldn't blame me for being impolite!"

The guards looked at each other.

This spoiled young master can actually refine pills?

Zhao Tieshan's eyes lit up as he stared at the porcelain bottle.

As an elder of the Xiao family, he naturally knew Xiao Fan's character well.

However, these days he has heard some rumors that the young master made a name for himself at the flower viewing banquet, which even caught the attention of Mr. Zhou.

Perhaps, this person has really changed?

"Young Master, I'm willing to give it a try," Zhao Tieshan knelt on the ground. "But I have a request."

"explain."

"If the brothers follow your method and haven't made any progress after a month, you have to give us an explanation."

Xiao Fan chuckled: "If any of you haven't broken through within a month, I'll kowtow and apologize to you at the Xiao family!"

Upon hearing this, the guards were completely enraged.

How dare a useless person with a destroyed dantian say such a thing?

"I'll do whatever you say, young master!"

"At worst, I'll just have to suffer a lot!"

Xiao Fan nodded, a look of satisfaction on his face.

Having lived two lives, he naturally knew how to lead troops.

By using both kindness and severity, clearly distinguishing between rewards and punishments, and adding a bit of provocation, I'm not afraid these old foxes won't fight back.

In a pavilion in the distance.

Xiao Zhankui stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Xiao Fan in the arena, with tears glistening in his eyes.

"Master, the eldest son has really changed," Uncle Yu behind him said, choking back tears.

"Yes..." Xiao Zhankui gasped, "Things are different now."

For the next three days, Xiao Fan spent most of his time in the martial arts arena.

Every day before dawn, he would get up, carry two hundred pounds of equipment, and run a lap around the training ground.

After twenty laps, he challenged the guards to sparring, fighting ten against one. Although he was beaten black and blue each time, he was still full of energy the next day.

The guards went from mocking them at first to admiring them later.

"Young Master, you need to get serious!"

"Yes, I saw him drink three bowls of medicine yesterday with my own eyes."

"His dantian is destroyed, yet he can still fight so hard. How can we slack off?"

Zhao Tieshan worked even harder. Under Xiao Fan's guidance, he increased the weight he carried from 150 jin to 220 jin and added two more hours of training each day.

On the third night, he was practicing his swordsmanship when he suddenly felt a "crack" sound coming from inside his body, as if something had broken.

A warm, comforting feeling emanated from his dantian and spread throughout his body.

Zhao Tieshan stood there dumbfounded for a long time before he came to his senses—he had broken through to the first level of the Spirit Realm!

"I broke through! I broke through!" He ran to the training ground like a child, his voice hoarse from shouting.

The other guards rushed over when they heard the commotion, and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when they saw the yellow light emanating from Zhao Tieshan's body.

"He actually broke through?"

"After three years of silence, he cultivated for only three days and actually broke through?"

Xiao Fan stepped forward from the crowd, his gaze landing on Zhao Tieshan, and smiled slightly: "What are your thoughts?"

With a thud, Zhao Tieshan knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly: "Zhao Tieshan will never forget the young master's kindness!"

"Get up." Xiao Fan helped him up. "This has nothing to do with me; it's all your own achievement. But..."

He turned around and announced loudly to the guards, "Zhao Tieshan has advanced to the Spirit Realm. As previously agreed, he will receive triple his monthly salary, plus one Grade 1 pill!"

The guards immediately erupted in chaos.

"Young master is mighty!"

"I want to break through too!!"

Xiao Fan gestured for silence: "Calm down, I have plenty of pills, it's just a matter of whether you have the ability to use them!"

That evening, Xiao Fan returned to his room with aches and pains all over his body.

Fan Jian brought over hot water, applied the medicine, and muttered, "Young Master, you're really pushing yourself. What would happen to the Xiao family if you collapsed from exhaustion?"

"I won't die." Xiao Fan closed his eyes, immersing himself in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Golden light emanated from the Qiankun Creation Cauldron.

These past few days, he has been pondering a question—the Moon Spirit Fruit.

He bought this ugly medicinal herb from an old farmer, but the Qiankun Creation Cauldron went mad as soon as it saw it.

Xiao Fan placed it in his alchemy room, but had yet to find a way to use it.

"Could it be that you want to eat this broken cauldron?" Xiao Fan muttered.

He got up and went to the alchemy room next door.

The Moon Spirit Fruit in the wooden box was still bright yellow, but extremely ugly.

As soon as Xiao Fan picked it up, the Qiankun Creation Cauldron in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly vibrated, generating a powerful suction force that directly sucked the Moon Spirit Fruit into a wisp of golden mist, which was then drawn into the cauldron.

"Not again?!" Xiao Fan cursed irritably.

Last time I ate his Initial Spirit Pill, and this time I ate another spiritual medicine. What's wrong with this broken cauldron?

However, unlike before, this time the cauldron did not quiet down.

The golden mist churned and compressed inside the cauldron, eventually condensing into a single drop of golden liquid that dripped down from the cauldron's opening and into Xiao Fan's dantian.

boom!

An unprecedented surge of spiritual power erupted from his body.

Xiao Fan felt as if his dantian had been struck by a heavy hammer, and the pain made him bend over.

But then, a warm current emanated from the dantian, all the cracks disappeared, the dantian wall became crystal clear, and its capacity increased threefold!

His cultivation level skyrocketed.

The mortal realm has seven, eight, and nine ranks.

Click!

First-grade Xuan Realm!

This is not finished.

Second and third rank of the Profound Realm.

It kept rushing until it reached the fourth rank before stopping.

Xiao Fan collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, his whole body soaked in sweat.

"This Moon Spirit Fruit is actually a sacred medicine for tempering the dantian!"

Ordinary Moon Spirit Fruits can only make his dantian stronger.

This broken cauldron, though greedy, always spews out good things.

Xiao Fan got up from the ground, feeling the surging spiritual energy within his body, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

With his strength at the fourth rank of the Profound Realm, combined with his combat experience from his previous life and the blessing of the Qiankun Creation Cauldron, Lin Yi could even put up a fight against experts in the Spirit Realm.

"Young master! Young master! Something has happened!"

Fan Jian's panicked voice came from outside the door.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Fan pushed the door open and entered.

"It's the Lin family! It's the Lin family! They say they're here to settle scores with you, and they're blocking our Xiao family's doorstep!"

Xiao Fan frowned slightly.

"Lin Yifeng?"

He strode towards the front yard.

The gate of the Xiao family mansion was brightly lit.

Lin Yifeng brought more than twenty bodyguards, who blocked the entrance completely, preventing anyone from entering.

Behind him stood an old man in a gray robe, tall and thin, with a hooked nose and cold, sinister eyes, like a venomous snake.