Although they knew that the Ling Sect Leader was a powerful figure with hidden strengths, they didn’t expect that even combined, the montum of the three of them would be suppressed by him.
"Leave my Ling Sect, or I won’t let you go, even if you are the Hall Lords of the Qisha Hall!"
Ling Xiuyuan said sternly.
The three Hall Lords of the Qisha Hall exchanged glances, and they decided to leave first, realizing Ling Xiuyuan’s strength surpassed theirs.
With the addition of two other Dominator Realm Experts, even their combined forces had no advantage, so they retreated for now.
Pfft!
As the three left, Ling Xiuyuan’s body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, stumbling slightly.
"Grandfather, what’s wrong?"
Ling Yu quickly rushed over, holding onto Ling Xiuyuan. At this mont, Ling Xiuyuan’s complexion was ashen, his aura incredibly weak and chaotic.
"He aggravated his hidden injury while countering their montum, causing it to erupt!"
Xiao Yifeng walked over and explained.
"What should we do? Quickly, take a pill!"
Ling Yu urged.
"His hidden injury is severe and has accumulated over a long ti. Now that it’s erupted, like a flood breaking its dam, even a Saint-level Elixir won’t help!"
Xiao Yifeng said gravely.
"Then what about my grandfather..."
Ling Yu’s face turned pale as Ling Xiuyuan’s aura grew increasingly weak.
"Lay him down on the ground first!"
Xiao Yifeng instructed decisively. Although Ling Yu didn’t know what Xiao Yifeng intended to do, he still laid Ling Xiuyuan flat on the ground.
With a flick of his hand, the Five Elents Needle, which he had acquired earlier, appeared in Xiao Yifeng’s hand. His hands moved with lightning speed.
He inserted the Five Elents Needle into Ling Xiuyuan’s body, performing acupuncture for the first ti since arriving in the Ancient Realm.
"What is this?"
Ling Yu and the others were astonished, having never seen acupuncture before.
In the Ancient Realm, most people were Martial Artists, rarely falling ill, and injuries were treated with elixirs, so acupuncture wasn’t practiced.
However, Xiao Yifeng used the Five Elents Needle to stabilize Ling Xiuyuan’s injury through acupuncture. Of course, ordinary acupuncture wouldn’t work.
But Xiao Yifeng was utilizing acupuncture thods from the mysterious Yin-Yang Forbidden To, which was incredibly powerful, rivaling that of elixirs.
After a session of acupuncture, Ling Xiuyuan’s aura stabilized, with the hidden injury temporarily suppressed by Xiao Yifeng’s Five Elents Needle.
"No one should touch the Sect Leader of Ling Sect or the silver needles on his body. I’m going out to prepare an elixir. Wait for my return!"
Xiao Yifeng said before swiftly leaving, heading to the Alchemist Association. He had only temporarily suppressed Ling Xiuyuan’s erupting hidden injury.
But to cure it, a special elixir was needed, and he lacked both the ingredients and the ability to refine it; thus, he sought help from the Alchemist Association.
"I need to see your President. My na is Xiao Yifeng!"
Upon arriving at the Alchemist Association, Xiao Yifeng directly stated.
Soon, Xiao Yifeng t Xia Yurou and her grandfather Xia Zhenghai.
"Brother Xiao, what’s happened that has you in such a rush?"
Xia Zhenghai asked, looking at Xiao Yifeng.
"I need your help to refine a Sacred Grade Elixir!"
Xiao Yifeng said, explaining the na and materials of the elixir.
This elixir, from the Yin-Yang Forbidden To, didn’t exist in the Ancient Realm but could treat Ling Xiuyuan’s hidden injury.
"This is the first ti I’ve heard of such an elixir!"
Xia Zhenghai said, surprised.
"Please, I need it to save soone!"
Xiao Yifeng said gravely.
"No problem!"
Xia Zhenghai instructed others to quickly prepare the materials, thankful that this was the Alchemist Association’s headquarters, abundant with various materials.
The ingredients were quickly prepared, and under Xiao Yifeng’s guidance, Xia Zhenghai began refining.
The elixir’s grade was Sacred Grade Fifth Grade. Xiao Yifeng had only just refined an Imperial Grade Fifth Grade elixir, so he couldn’t refine this higher grade himself.
An hour later, the elixir was successfully concocted. Xia Zhenghai, being the President of the Alchemist Association and a Ninth Grade Alchemist, was indeed skillful.
Despite having never refined this elixir before, he completed it within an hour, thanks in part to Xiao Yifeng’s guidance.
"Thank you, Chairman Xia!"
Xiao Yifeng expressed his gratitude.
"You’re welco. We’ll be counting on you for the Dan Tower battle in the Alchemist Association!"
Xia Zhenghai said.
"No problem, leave it to . By the way, do you have, or can you refine, a Saint-level Ninth Grade Heavenly Soul Pill?"
Xiao Yifeng asked.
"Heavenly Soul Pill? That’s not easy. Although it’s only Saint Rank Ninth Grade, its refinent difficulty is comparable to Divine Grade Elixirs, if not harder than so Divine Grade Elixirs."
"Moreover, the ingredients are extrely scarce. I don’t even have a single Heavenly Soul Pill here, nor do I have all the necessary materials. Do you need a Heavenly Soul Pill?"
Xia Zhenghai looked at Xiao Yifeng.
"Yes!"
Xiao Yifeng nodded. The Heavenly Soul Pill was for Long Qian’s physical restoration. To date, he had only acquired Dragon Saliva Grass, still needing the Heavenly Soul Pill and Life Essence Water.
Life Essence Water was elusive and ethereal, and he hadn’t expected the Heavenly Soul Pill to be equally rare.
"I’ll keep an eye out for you. If the materials for the Heavenly Soul Pill are gathered, I’ll personally refine one for you!"
Xia Zhenghai said.
"Thank you, I have matters to attend to, so I’ll leave now!"
Xiao Yifeng said before swiftly departing.
As Xiao Yifeng left, Xia Yurou’s eyes shone with a peculiar light.
"What? Do you have feelings for him?"
Xia Zhenghai asked Xia Yurou.
"No, grandfather, don’t talk nonsense!"
Xia Yurou blushed.
"Why are you blushing if not?"
Xia Zhenghai chuckled.
"I am not!"
Xia Yurou covered her face and fled, prompting Xia Zhenghai to laugh heartily.
Just after leaving the Alchemist Association headquarters, Xiao Yifeng was surrounded by people from the Formation Master Association, including Wu Chengde and Wu Yinghui. Wu Yinghui’s eyes were cold as he stared rigidly at Xiao Yifeng.
"Is there a problem? If not, please step aside!"
Xiao Yifeng stated.
"Boy, this is my grandfather, the President of the Formation Master Association. Speaking like this in front of him, are you courting death?"
Wu Yinghui snorted coldly.
"Even if the Heavenly King stands before , I would still say the sa thing!"
Xiao Yifeng dismissed with a snort.
"You..."
Wu Yinghui fud, while Wu Chengde addressed him, "Youthful arrogance is understandable, but being too arrogant can surely lead to trouble, young man."
"Since you are a Formation Master of the Formation Master Association, I won’t make things difficult for you. Just hand over the Frozen Abyssal Sword and the Five Elents Banner, and apologize to Yinghui, and we’re even!"
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