“I see.”
Shen Huai'an withdrew his gaze and said calmly, “As cultivators, we must avoid being entangled in karma. You have done well. Settling this karma early so that neither of you owes the other anything will be of great benefit to your Dao Heart.”
Hearing this, Qi Feng was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Shen Huai'an shifted his tone.
“However, since it is merely something a mortal martial artist needs, there is no rush. Fang Mu, prioritize my Universe-Clearing Heart Pill first. Do not delay the important matter.”
Beside him, Fang Mu naturally agreed repeatedly.
Qi Feng froze. Facing this high-and-mighty Young Sect Master, how could he dare utter a single word of dissent?
Even though he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, he could only agree respectfully on the surface. “Yes, everything shall be as the Young Sect Master decides.”
This wait lasted for a full six days.
It took two days for the medicinal herbs to arrive, followed by another four days for Fang Mu to open the furnace and refine the pills.
It was not until the evening of the sixth day that the batch of Universe-Clearing Heart Pills was finally successfully completed.
It was said that their luck was quite good this time, as the refined pills turned out to be of mid-grade quality. Shen Huai'an took the pills and left immediately.
Only today did Qi Feng finally find an opening. He rushed into the stone room in a hurry to begin refining the pills he had promised Su Yueli.
Counting the days, today was already the eighth day, which was a full day past the seven-day agreement they had initially promised.
Qi Feng was extremely anxious, constantly urging the Alchemy Peak disciple in charge of fanning the fire and controlling the temperature, wishing only that they could move faster.
“Senior Brother Qi, you are being far too impatient. Pills for martial artists are inherently simple; it won't even take half an hour to finish.”
The Alchemy Peak disciple in charge of tending the furnace shook his head with a slight chuckle as he controlled the flames.
Seeing that no one was around, he leaned in and gossiped with Qi Feng in a low voice, “But speaking of which, the Young Sect Master received mid-grade Universe-Clearing Heart Pills this time. Word is he plans to enter seclusion immediately to break through to the Fifth Realm of cultivation in one fell swoop.”
“Tsk, tsk. Having a Supreme Heavenly Bone is truly wonderful. Those of us with ordinary Bone Talent really can't help but be envious.”
Qi Feng also sighed with emotion. “Who says otherwise? The Young Sect Master's speed of advancement is practically like flying.”
“Heh, though the Young Sect Master stands high above us now, I heard from the old chores disciples in the sect that he actually came from some mortal village in the past. It really is a story of a sparrow turning into a phoenix,” the disciple marvelled.
From a small village?
Hearing this, Qi Feng's waving arm suddenly froze.
A scene suddenly flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning.
A few days ago in Black Wind Valley, that young lady, Su Yueli, who seemed a bit too young, had also seemed to inquire about Shen Huai'an, intentionally or otherwise, and she had asked in a very subtle manner.
A small village... Shen Huai'an... Su Yueli.
Qi Feng's heart skipped a beat for some reason, and an absurd thought popped into his head.
Could it be... that Miss Su knew the Young Sect Master from before?
But soon, Qi Feng shook his head vigorously, feeling that he was just too tired from the past few days and was hallucinating.
How could that be possible? One was a high-and-mighty, peerless genius of the cultivation world who was about to step into the Fifth Realm, while the other was a mortal martial artist who didn't even possess any spiritual energy.
No matter how one looked at it, these two were from completely different worlds. It was impossible for them to have any intersection.
Qi Feng pushed aside his stray thoughts and stared at the medicine furnace in front of him.
...
Half an hour later.
Accompanied by a crisp chime from the furnace, three pills radiating dense blood qi finally burst forth.
“It's done!”
Qi Feng's eyes lit up. He grabbed the jade bottle handed over by Fang Mu, stuffed it into his robe, and hurriedly walked out, his thanks sounding incredibly rushed.
Watching his frantic departure, the eldest disciple, Fang Mu, shook his head and smiled helplessly. “Is there really a need to be in such a hurry? They are just a few low-grade things used by mortal martial artists.”
Qi Feng left Alchemy Peak and directly conjured a sword light, flying at full speed toward Black Wind Valley, where he had agreed to meet Su Yueli.
Today was already a day past the deadline, and he was deeply worried that the young girl would think he had stood her up.
At this moment, on the bluestone plank path not far away.
Shen Huai'an, who was preparing to go to the forbidden area in the back mountain for his seclusion, happened to see Qi Feng's figure turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the distance.
Shen Huai'an frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his deep eyes.
“Why is he leaving in such a hurry?” he murmured in a low voice.
In his understanding, the person Qi Feng wanted to give the pills to was merely a low-level mortal martial artist.
Yet, the anxiety and importance Qi Feng displayed at this moment clearly exceeded how one would treat a mere mortal.
A trace of inexplicable curiosity quietly arose within Shen Huai'an's Dao Heart.
He vaguely felt that something was off. Guided by some strange impulse, he stopped in his tracks, intending to channel his spiritual energy, change direction, and follow Qi Feng to investigate.
“Huai'an, come to the main hall to see me.”
Just then, the voice of the Sect Master of the Blue Moon Sect echoed.
Shen Huai'an paused, and the curiosity in his eyes instantly vanished.
Glancing in the direction where Qi Feng had disappeared, he ultimately suppressed that inexplicable intuition. Turning around, he sped toward the sect's main hall.
...
Meanwhile, in a crevice among the jagged rocks deep within Black Wind Valley.
An enticing aroma of roasting meat was drifting in all directions.
Su Yueli had already lost her patience and walked out of the cave the day before yesterday.
After casually slaying a blind Second Realm mid stage demon beast nearby, she was currently sitting by a campfire. In her hand was a wooden stick, upon which a massive piece of beast meat was sizzling with oil as it roasted.
She gnawed on the meat while looking up at the sky with some dissatisfaction.
“How strange. Today is already the eighth day. Why hasn't that kid named Qi arrived yet? He's a whole day late.”
Su Yueli's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her heart grew a little uneasy.
Could it be that she had truly misjudged him this time and had actually been stood up by that kid?
No way. She had burned thirty years of her lifespan to fight with her life on the line for him, only to end up being fed empty promises by a cultivator?
At this thought, Su Yueli felt a bit annoyed and took another large bite of the meat.
She was currently at the bottleneck of the Tenth Realm Martial God. If she could obtain those True Martial Blood Soul Pills and Blood Marrow Pills, she might actually have a chance to touch the new boundary of the Eleventh Realm of the martial path by relying on the violent medicinal power of the cultivation world.
But now, the person hadn't shown up.
“Xiaohei, what do you think we should do?” Su Yueli pulled back her sleeve and looked at the fist blades on her right hand.
“If that kid really dares to go back on his word, do I have to take my fists and ambush him near the Blue Moon Sect? That doesn't seem very realistic; after all, that place is a cultivator's nest.”
Buzz!
Xiaohei on her wrist seemed to understand its master's complaints. The blade vibrated instantly, its dark gold patterns flashing angrily, transmitting a wave of irritable emotion.
It was as if it were saying: Let's get him!
If that kid dares to default on his debt, Boss, you lead the way, and I will definitely go smash his head in!
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