90: Chapter 89 Nine Yin Yellow Spring Pill (Fourth Update)

"Sigh, I am old. This world belongs to you young people."

Venerable Yao sighed and took a scroll out of his storage ring, slowly saying, "This is a Ninth-Grade pill formula. Take a look."

Chen Yang took the scroll and opened it.

Nine Yin Yellow Springs Pill, a Ninth-Grade Treasure Pill. When injected into a Heavenly Flame, it can weaken the Heavenly Flame's power and increase the success rate of subduing it.

Chen Yang nodded and said indifferently, "Good. Old Mister, I will return this rebellious disciple, Han Feng, to you."

The storage ring in Chen Yang's hand flashed, and Han Feng's corpse appeared on the ground again. After Chen Yang tossed a jade bottle to Venerable Yao, he did not linger in the slightest and directly tore through space to leave.

Xiao Yan took the jade bottle and said angrily, "Teacher, this Han Li is simply grabbing you and shearing you like a sheep until you die!"

"Sigh, what other choice do we have? We are no match for him, so we can only listen to him," Venerable Yao said helplessly.

However, what Xiao Yan did not know was that later he would lose his lifelong love, but at that time, he would only be able to rage powerlessly.

Because he could not keep up with Chen Yang's cultivation progress at all. By the time Xiao Yan reached the Dou Zun level, Chen Yang would likely be not far from becoming a Dou Di.

"I never thought this rebellious disciple would meet such an end today."

Venerable Yao looked at Han Feng, who had been dead for quite some time, and lamented. If it hadn't been for Han Feng joining forces with Mu Gu to ambush him back then, he might still be the number one Alchemist in the Central Plains.

He would still be the Venerable Yao respected by everyone, instead of being left with only a wisp of a remnant soul, having to endure the extortion of a young brat.

How sad, how lamentable.

"Teacher, are we going to completely kill my former senior brother?"

Xiao Yan gripped the jade bottle in his hand and asked Venerable Yao.

Venerable Yao shook his head, his tone revealing sadness as he slowly said, "Little Yan-zi, open the seal on the bottle cap and let that rebellious disciple out."

"I want to properly question him as to why he betrayed me."

"Very well, Teacher!"

Flames ignited in Xiao Yan's hand, and he swept them across the jade bottle, removing the Heavenly Flame seal that Chen Yang had set upon it.

Immediately, before a figure even appeared, a voice begging for mercy was transmitted out.

"Han Li, don't kill me! I am useful! My teacher is Venerable Yao; I can give my teacher's wife to you! Don't kill me!"

Hearing the voice coming from the bottle, Venerable Yao's face turned livid. He did not expect this rebellious disciple to be willing to sell out his teacher's wife just to survive; he was simply a maniac.

A wisp of blue smoke slowly flew out from the bottle's mouth, transforming into an illusory soul body that knelt and prostrated on the ground, shivering, while still shouting, "Don't kill me, I am useful!"

Seeing Han Feng acting so spinelessly, Venerable Yao shouted, "Rebellious disciple, look up and see who I am!"

The shivering Han Feng was stunned upon hearing the voice and slowly raised his head to look.

"Boom!" With an explosive sound, Han Feng felt his brain was a bit overloaded. How could his teacher be here? And just like him, he was also a soul body.

"Tea... Teacher."

Han Feng stared at Venerable Yao, stunned and at a loss, but was soon overcome with wild joy. If he were in Han Li's hands, Han Feng might fear being killed, but in Venerable Yao's hands, Han Feng had absolute confidence that Venerable Yao would definitely not kill him.

"Teacher, why are you here too?"

Han Feng stood up and said indifferently, his face even brimming with a smile, as if celebrating his escape from Han Li's clutches and possessing hope for survival.

"Rebellious disciple, why are you no longer kneeling on the ground?"

Venerable Yao looked at Han Feng with a cold sneer. He did not expect this rebellious disciple to disregard him so completely. Did he really think I dare not kill him?

"Teacher, I really didn't betray you. It was all forced by Uncle-Master Mu Gu. Really, you have to believe me."

Han Feng said with a calm expression. From the time he began following Venerable Yao, Venerable Yao had always treated him like his own son. He knew Venerable Yao's affection for him, and that Venerable Yao would not kill him.

"Heh, do you think I would believe that?!"

Venerable Yao's cold face stared fixedly at Han Feng, making Han Feng's hair stand on end.

Han Feng's eyes darted around; he was a bit uncertain now. And could that brat beside Venerable Yao be Venerable Yao's new disciple?

Han Feng suddenly charged toward Xiao Yan, wanting to seize him, but Venerable Yao seemed to have seen through Han Feng's intention. White flames directly transformed into a cage, trapping Han Feng tightly inside.

Han Feng panicked; he was extremely panicked now, and hurriedly said to Venerable Yao, "Teacher, I just wanted to get to know this junior brother."

Before Venerable Yao could speak, Xiao Yan angrily shouted at Han Feng, "Pah! Han Feng, you are not worthy of being Teacher's disciple."

"Teacher..."

Before Han Feng could finish speaking, Venerable Yao interrupted what he was about to say, "Rebellious disciple, have you still not repented even at this point?"

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?!"

Venerable Yao directly controlled the white Bone Chilling Flame to start burning Han Feng's soul.

"W(ﾟДﾟ)w,Awoo, it hurts! Teacher, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will talk!"

Han Feng, unable to bear the torture from Venerable Yao, shouted loudly that he was wrong. Seeing Han Feng's miserable state, Venerable Yao stopped the surging flames.

"Rebellious disciple, speak. Why did you betray me back then!"

Venerable Yao was extremely cold, and not a trace of emotion could be seen in his eyes, as if the person in front of him was not his former disciple, but a mortal enemy.

Han Feng shouted at Venerable Yao with a ferocious expression, "Teacher, all of this is your own doing! You obtained such a powerful cultivation method in the ancient cave dwelling, why wouldn't you let me practice it? Why? Tell me!"

"Am I still your most beloved disciple?"

"Do you really still treat me as your beloved disciple?"

"Since you wouldn't give it to me, then I could only take it myself!"

"Hahaha..."

Han Feng laughed wildly, as if he didn't care about Venerable Yao at all.

"Sigh, I never thought my most beloved disciple would betray me. Han Feng, let me, your teacher, send you on your way."

Venerable Yao sighed silently but had no intention of letting Han Feng go. When Han Feng heard Venerable Yao say he would send him on his way, his expression changed immediately.

"Ah!! No... Tea..."

The white Bone Chilling Flame burned continuously, and Han Feng's soul became increasingly transparent under the burning of the Heavenly Flame.

Listening to Han Feng's screams, Venerable Yao did not choose to let go, but silently closed his eyes and increased the firepower.

The screams gradually disappeared, and Han Feng completely vanished from this world.

On the other side, Chen Yang, having left the Heavenly Flame Training Pagoda, was laughing heartily.

"Hahaha, I never thought I would actually be able to exchange Han Feng for a Ninth-Grade pill formula from Venerable Yao's hands."

"Han Feng really is a treasure."

Chen Yang was incomparably happy, repeatedly taking the Ninth-Grade pill formula in his hand to look at it; his mood was so beautiful.

"Hum hum hum, life is so beautiful."

Chen Yang skipped along as he walked. In the distance, Xiao Xun Er looked at the inexplicably happy Chen Yang with a face full of question marks, not knowing why Chen Yang was so happy. Could it be because I gave him a Heaven Rank Dou Skill?