Chapter 4

A hint of murderous intent flashed across his face, and a soft voice reached Jia Rong's ears, "You'd better not bear a grudge against me. Those who are unfriendly to me rarely live in this world anymore. I don't want you to lose the life you barely managed to save. By the way, your right hand can only last for three days. If you can't find ten of each of these ingredients within three days, your right hand will be completely ruined. Unless a Ninth Rank Imperial Alchemist appears, you won't be able to refine anything again in your life."

Li Yunxiao's words were gentle, but they filled Jia Rong with fear, making him tremble like a sieve. He almost hysterically summoned the courage to say, "Three days? I've never even heard of most of these materials! And how do I know you're not lying to me?"

Li Yunxiao smiled lightly, "You're very smart. I believe you have a way. Make a potion with the leaves of the White Moon Bamboo and the Blue Wolf Odd Ginseng, and take it three times a day—morning, noon, and night. It will alleviate the pain in your three major acupoints and keep your right hand alive for two more days. But only two days. If you can't gather all the materials within five days, don't come to me. Good luck, dear~"

Jia Rong was still pondering the two herbs when he realized Li Yunxiao had already vanished. His face turned dark as if it could drip water, and his left hand dug into his flesh, feeling no pain at all.

"Just an ordinary teenager, neither a warrior nor an alchemist, why do I feel a chill in front of him!" Jia Rong felt ashamed and furious, roaring inwardly, "Let you be rampant for a few more days. Once I find a way to resolve this, I will tear you to pieces! Jia Lan Academy, Li Yunxiao!"

He walked toward the crumpled, snot-covered paper ball in a fit of shame and anger, and in the astonished gazes of the crowd, he picked it up with a red face. He wrapped it in a piece of cloth and put it in his storage bag.

The people around him all lowered their heads, for they all felt the tangible anger and murderous intent emanating from Jia Rong, and they scattered in fear, not daring to look.

In a luxurious office on the third floor of the Alchemist Tower.

Liang Wenyu cautiously instructed, "This contains the ten pounds of Spirit Crane Root and White Phoenix Dragon Lotus that Chancellor Lan Hong requested, which are extremely precious. Deliver it to Chancellor Lan Hong's residence immediately and hand it to him personally."

" Spirit Crane Root? White Phoenix Dragon Lotus?"

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment, muttering, "Do these things really exist?"

Liang Wenyu frowned, "What's wrong? What are you mumbling?"

Lu Yao hurriedly came to her senses, "I was distracted, sorry, Lord Liang! Earlier, a teenager in his teens gave me a list and asked me to duplicate the materials on it. I didn't recognize any of them and initially thought he was just messing around. Among them were Spirit Crane Root and White Phoenix Dragon Lotus."

"A teenager in his teens?"

Liang Wenyu fell into thought, "Spirit Crane Root and White Phoenix Dragon Lotus are both used to enhance a warrior's strength. What about the list?"

Lu Yao answered carefully, "Lord Jia Rong called me up earlier, and he returned the list to the teenager."

"Oh," Liang Wenyu was slightly disappointed, "Do you remember what was on it?"

Lu Yao recalled carefully, "Ink Feather Ghost Flower, Yama Hell Fruit, Vacuum Milk, Shiva Flower, Flying Immortal Bud..."

As she recited them, Liang Wenyu's expression changed from puzzled to surprised, then to shocked, and finally to stunned.

"There are a few more that I can't remember," Lu Yao's beautiful brows knitted together. After all, she had only glanced at it briefly, and it was impressive that she could remember so much.

Liang Wenyu came to his senses and quickly took out a piece of paper to write down all the materials, "Did the teenager leave a name or contact information?"

Lu Yao shook her head, feeling deeply shocked. What kind of background could this teenager have to make Lord Liang Wenyu take him so seriously? She asked cautiously, "Lord Liang, I've been in the Alchemist Guild for over three years. How come I've never heard of these things?"

Liang Wenyu looked at the incomplete list and sighed, "I haven't heard of a few of these either, but the combination of these materials gives me a strong intuition that it's a very powerful potion. It would be extremely beneficial for enhancing a warrior's cultivation!"

"Even Lord Liang Wenyu hasn't heard of them!"

Lu Yao covered her red lips with her jade hand, her eyes wide with disbelief, "Lord Liang, could this list be just a random concoction?"

Liang Wenyu shook his head, "No, the combination of a few of these herbs is very profound. I can't figure out the relationship between them right away. If this teenager comes again, you must find a way to keep him and notify me as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Lu Yao left with a mix of shock and unease, carrying her storage bag.

Li Yunxiao walked alone, deep in thought, "Those materials are indeed difficult for Jia Rong. I can't completely rely on him; I need to find another way."

He looked at the storage ring in his hand and probed it with a thread of divine sense. Inside were various miscellaneous items.

"What a mess, even aphrodisiacs. Oh, I remember, they were secretly bought last time and never used." He casually threw away a small bottle, then picked up a large black sword, feeling slightly surprised, and smiled bitterly, "At least this black iron heavy sword is useful. It weighs thirty-two pounds and seven ounces, and I can barely lift it. I really miss my Sword of Star Slash, I wonder where it ended up."

"Before I open the seven pulse wheels, I'll just make do with this."

Li Yunxiao slung the heavy sword over his shoulder and walked toward Jia Lan Academy, "I'll forge a mystic weapon myself once I condense my primordial energy."

By the time he returned to the academy, he was already out of breath.

"Hmm? Chen Houzi, Han Feizhu, are you waiting for me at the gate?"

At the Jia Lan Academy gate, his usual friends Chen Zhen and Han Bai were pacing anxiously. When they saw Li Yunxao, Chen Zhen immediately shouted, "Yun Shao, where have you been? We've been looking for you everywhere!"

"Chen Guni, what are you up to?!"

Suddenly, a loud voice came from behind, and Du Feng darted out from behind Chen Zhen, staring at him with a cold smile, "Are you trying to oppose Leader Lan?"

Chen Zhen's face changed abruptly, and he gritted his teeth, "Don't act so high and mighty. I'm just passing on Teacher Luo's message. Yun Shao, next class..."

"Shut up!"

Du Feng interrupted him with a loud shout, lunging forward with his fingers like eagle claws, aiming for Chen Zhen's throat.

Chen Zhen's face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped back. Du Feng was a Warrior Apprentice who had opened four pulse wheels, and his primordial energy was far greater than Chen Zhen's.

"Du Feng, don't push it too far!"

Han Bai, who couldn't stand it, stepped forward and punched out, "Smack!" hitting Du Feng's eagle claw. Both were Warrior Apprentices who had opened four pulse wheels, and their strength was about equal. They both staggered back.

"Han Feizhu, do you dare to try again?"

Another person appeared beside Du Feng, crossing his arms and looking arrogant, "I, Luo Jie, just opened the fifth pulse wheel last week. I'm looking for someone to practice on! Han Feizhu, you'll be my target to see how big the gap is between the fifth and fourth pulse wheels!"

"Haha, the gap is that you can knock his teeth out with one punch!" Du Feng laughed, pointing at Chen Zhen and Han Bai, "You have three minutes to get out of here!"

Many students had gathered at the gate, pointing and discussing.

Chen Zhen and Han Bai's faces turned iron gray, and suddenly, a cold voice came from behind them, "I'd like to see how you make us leave!"

Qin Ruxue, looking furious, said, "I'll tell Li Yunxiao that we must attend Teacher Luo's next class. What are you going to do about it?!"

Du Feng and Luo Jie's faces changed. They couldn't afford to offend the princess. Du Feng pointed at the group and shouted, "Chen Guni, Han Feizhu, and you, you piece of trash, you're lucky this time! Let's go!"

He waved his hand and was about to leave with Luo Jie. Although Luo Jie was stronger, the Du family's influence was much greater than the Luo family's, so Luo Jie's status among Lan Fei's followers was relatively low.

"What's all the fuss about, making such a big deal out of it." Li Yunxiao rubbed his nose. Even without punishment, he planned to go to the gravity room to train. "You're done causing trouble, and now you want to leave?"

Du Feng's steps paused, his pupils dilating slightly, "What, you, a piece of trash, have a problem with it?"

Li Yunxiao placed his hand on the hilt of the heavy sword, "I don't have a problem, I just want to see how big the gap is between someone who has opened five pulse wheels and someone who has opened none."

Du Feng and Qin Ruxue were all taken aback. Qin Ruxue blurted out, "Li Yunxiao, you..."

"Haha, interesting!" Du Feng laughed, interrupting Qin Ruxue, "Since you're looking for death, I don't mind helping you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked off with both legs, launching himself forward and laughing as he punched toward Li Yunxiao's head.

This piece of trash dares to speak?

Du Feng's mind was full of ridicule and cold laughter. Especially thinking about Li Yunxiao's identity, the eldest grandson of the Li family, the first major family in the military of Tian Shui Kingdom!

This incredibly prestigious identity made him feel a perverse pleasure in beating him, and he almost climaxed as his fist was about to land.

"Be careful!"

Chen Zhen and the others shouted in alarm, but it was too late to help. Qin Ruxue covered her mouth in fear, her face pale!

How could an ordinary person like Li Yunxiao withstand a punch from a Warrior Apprentice who had opened four pulse wheels?

"Bang~!"

Everyone heard a heavy thud. Du Feng's body suddenly stopped in front of Li Yunxiao, his fist already swung down, pressing against Li Yunxiao's temple. But Li Yunxiao still looked calm, showing no sign of pain.

"Something's wrong!"

Luo Jie's pupils narrowed. He immediately noticed that Du Feng's fist hadn't hit Li Yunxiao's face, but was still half a centimeter away!