The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

"Xiao Fan!" Lin Yifeng roared.

Xiao Fan, accompanied by Zhao Tieshan and dozens of guards, came out.

The two groups stood facing each other, the atmosphere extremely tense.

"Young Master Lin, what are you doing here at the Xiao family in the middle of the night?" Xiao Fan leaned against the door with a nonchalant air.

Lin Yifeng pointed at him: "Shut up! Last time, you made me lose face at the entrance of Baicaotang. This time, I'm going to get my revenge!"

"Humiliate you?" Xiao Fan tilted his head. "I was just stating the facts. How can you call that humiliating?"

"You!" Lin Yifeng was furious.

The gray-robed elder stepped forward, his gaze towards Xiao Fan filled with malice: "Xiao family brat, you publicly humiliated my Lin family disciple. Either kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistake, or I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your father."

Xiao Fan looked at the person in front of him. His cultivation had reached the fifth level of the Spirit Realm, which was considered a master in Donglin City.

"Old man, are you from the Lin family?"

"My name is Mo Huai-ren."

"Mo Huai-ren?" Xiao Fan couldn't help but chuckle. "That's a nice name, but he doesn't seem like a respectable person."

Mo Huai-ren's face darkened, and he shouted, "You ignorant fool!"

He took a step forward, his five fingers forming a claw, and reached for Xiao Fan's throat.

This claw strike was extremely fast and powerful, even producing a sound like it was tearing through the air.

Xiao Fan did not retreat. He dodged the claw by turning to the side, and his right fist, imbued with spiritual power, slammed fiercely towards Mo Huai Ren's armpit.

Mo Huai-ren didn't expect this spoiled brat to react so quickly, so he quickly changed his move and sent Xiao Fan flying with his punch.

A loud "bang!"

Both sides took three steps back.

Mo Huai-ren's expression changed, and he said, "Your cultivation has reached this level? I thought your dantian had been destroyed!"

"Who told you my dantian was destroyed?" Xiao Fan shook his numb hand, secretly shocked. A fifth-grade Spirit Realm cultivator was indeed beyond his ability to contend with.

"Interesting." The killing intent in Mo Huai-ren's eyes grew stronger. "Since that's the case, then I'm even less likely to let you live!"

His body surged with spiritual energy, his palms moved swiftly, each move a deadly strike.

Although Xiao Fan's cultivation level was inferior to his opponent's, he had the advantage of rich experience, having gained experience from his previous life. He dodged and counterattacked at times, and actually fought Mo Huai Ren for more than ten moves without a clear winner.

This scene left Lin Yifeng speechless. When did this good-for-nothing become so powerful?

Zhao Tieshan and the other Xiao family guards were all filled with excitement.

To fight two against one, no, to fight one against one, without being at a disadvantage in the slightest, this strength is definitely far superior to theirs!

Just as Mo Huai-ren was about to unleash his killing move, an angry roar came from the inner courtyard of the Xiao family.

"Who dares to lay a hand on my grandson!"

Xiao Zhankui strode forward, unleashing his undisguised aura as a ninth-grade Spirit Realm expert. Mo Huai Ren's expression changed drastically, and he staggered back several steps, his face paling.

"Master Xiao... Master Xiao..."

"A mere servant of the Lin family dares to act so presumptuously in my Xiao family; he's utterly courting death!"

Xiao Zhankui raised his hand and slapped Mo Huai Ren. Mo Huai Ren tried to dodge, but found that a powerful pressure suppressed his body, making him unable to move.

With a sharp "smack," Mo Huai-ren rolled twice on the ground, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Zhankui glanced at Lin Yifeng and said, "Third son of the Lin family, are you leaving on your own, or should I send you away?"

Lin Yifeng's legs went weak with fear, and he stammered, "Grandpa Xiao, my dad..."

"It'll be the same if your father were here!" Xiao Zhankui roared, "Get out!"

Lin Yifeng fled in panic, and Mo Huai Ren, covering his cheek which was half swollen from the beating, followed him in a dejected manner.

As Xiao Fan watched his grandfather's departing figure, he felt an indescribable warmth in his heart.

"Grandpa, you're so cool."

"Don't try to flatter me!" Xiao Zhankui turned around and glared at him. "When did your cultivation recover? What level is it?"

Xiao Fan honestly replied, "Fourth grade of the Profound Realm."

Xiao Zhankui exclaimed in surprise. Just over a month ago, he was nothing but a good-for-nothing, and now he's already reached the fourth rank of the Profound Realm? Such speed is unheard of in the entire Donglin City!

"Tell me the truth, what kind of extraordinary adventure did you have?"

Xiao Fan thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "Grandpa, I did have some fortuitous encounters. But I can't tell you right now. You just need to know that I can refine pills, cultivate, and build the Xiao family into the most powerful family in Donglin City."

Xiao Zhankui gave him a deep look.

"Alright, I won't ask." The old man patted him on the shoulder. "But no matter what happens, I'll be with you."

Xiao Fan felt a lump in his throat and nodded repeatedly.

The next morning, before Xiao Fan had even woken up, he heard a knock on the door.

"Young master! Young master! The Yun family has arrived!" Fan Jian shouted in a shrill voice.

Xiao Fan was startled and quickly called out, "Yun Ruoxi?"

"No, the second master of the Yun family has arrived."

Yun Tianfang?

Xiao Fan quickly dressed, washed up, and hurried to the front hall.

Yun Tianfang sat in the guest seat, holding a cup of tea, looking impatient.

"Second Uncle Yun, what brings you here?" Xiao Fan said with a fist and palm salute.

"Don't call me uncle, we're not even close," Yun Tianfang said irritably. "I came here to deliver a message to Ruoxi."

"What do you mean?"

"She said that the Yun family will be holding an auction in three days." Yun Tianfang took out a gold-embossed invitation and threw it on the table. "The invitation has arrived. Go if you want."

With that, he stood up, preparing to leave.

Xiao Fan quickly grabbed him: "Second Uncle, does Ruoxi have anything else to say?"

Yun Tianfang stopped and turned around, his expression complex. He said, "Kid, I don't know what's gotten into my niece, she keeps chanting your poems all day long. Let me tell you, if you dare to deceive her, I will absolutely not let you get away with it!"

Xiao Fan said earnestly, "Uncle Yun, don't worry, my feelings for Ruoxi are genuine."

Yun Tianfang glared at him, snorted coldly, and strode away.

Fan Jian leaned closer to him: "Young Master, Miss Yun wants to see you! This is incredibly joyous news!"

"What a load of rubbish." Xiao Fan took the invitation, which read: "Yun Family Treasury, important matters to be discussed in three days."

Important matter? What important matter?

Xiao Fan frowned and put the invitation away.

For the next two days, he spent his days training the guards.

He had already refined twenty portions of Meridian Tempering Powder, enough for more than a hundred people. During this time, he also took the time to refine several batches of Qi Cultivation Pills, two of which he took himself, directly raising his cultivation level from the fourth rank of the Profound Realm to the fifth rank.