I am slaying demons and monsters, and I have some leftover elixir recipes.

The Ancient God Sect had not yet been destroyed.

Xiao Fan wouldn't specially make a trip just to destroy the Ancient God Sect.

He cut off one of Su Chen's arms, destroyed all other traces and bodies, and cleaned up the signs of the fight.

He went to the Underworld Dao Sect's residence, cut off the heads of two Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm Elders of the Underworld Dao Sect, and left Su Chen's arm on the ground.

Using the blood of the Underworld Dao Sect Elder, he wrote two lines of blood characters on the wall.

"The killer: Su Chen."

"Every single one of you in the Underworld Dao Sect, I will exterminate your entire family."

That's enough, Xiao Fan withdrew his Divine Thought.

As for whether the people of the Underworld Dao Sect believed it or not, there was no need to consider such a question.

Because in this assessment, Su Chen had killed all the Genius Disciples of the Underworld Dao Sect, which was already a blood feud.

Even without this incident, the Underworld Dao Sect would have made a move to destroy the Ancient God Sect.

Xiao Fan's actions were merely adding fuel to the fire.

After Xiao Fan's Divine Thought returned to his body, within half a day, the surviving Elders of the Underworld Dao Sect were greatly alarmed.

When they saw the two lines of blood characters and the bodies lying on the ground, their anger immediately surged.

They immediately rushed to the Ancient God Sect's residence, wanting to kill them directly, but when they arrived, they found that the place was already deserted.

"How outrageous, how outrageous!"

"Su Chen, I will kill you!"

"Brother Dao, don't be angry, perhaps someone is secretly instigating this."

"What instigation? Even without this incident, he killed so many of my Underworld Dao Sect's Disciples, does he still expect to live?"

"I think he's just throwing caution to the wind, knowing that going back is a dead end, so he simply harmed our Underworld Dao Sect's Elders."

"Return to the Sect, I want to report to the Sect Master, and send troops to exterminate the Ancient God Sect's entire family."

The Ancient God Sect was originally weaker than the Underworld Dao Sect; previously, there was no justifiable reason, but now there was.

The fate of the Ancient God Sect was already sealed.

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...

Speaking of which, Xiao Fan hadn't spent time with Dragon Ningbing in a long time.

Having many women was a good thing, but it was difficult to attend to each one.

This could also be considered a happy problem.

Xiao Fan held Ning Bing's hand and strolled with her through the Immortal City.

Xiao Fang also wanted to join in the fun, but it seemed like Sister Ning Bing hadn't played with Daddy for a long time, so she felt bad about taking up Sister Ning Bing's time.

She thought to herself: I'll temporarily let Sister Ning Bing have Daddy.

Xiao Fang wisely walked away, turning her gaze to the various artifacts on the streets of the Immortal City.

With curious wide eyes, every item here was so novel to her.

Passing by an immortal food shop, Xiao Fang saw someone selling roasted rabbits, and her eyes widened.

She flew over and said to the big-bearded man who was chopping rabbit heads with a knife:

"Uncle, how can you eat such a cute bunny?"

She pointed to the trembling short-tailed rabbit with ruby-like eyes in the cage next to her, saying so.

The big man was startled, 'Whose child is this?'

With a small ponytail and a red dress, she looked quite adorable.

The big man showed a kind smile and said, "These are all demonic rabbits, I am slaying demons and devils, if you don't believe me, look."

As he spoke, the large knife in his hand chopped down on the rabbit's head, grease splattered with brains, and a fragrant aroma filled the air.

Xiao Fang's small mouth was slightly agape, and her lips unconsciously moistened.

She wanted to speak but hesitated.

She said in a childish voice, "So they are demons, then I will also contribute to slaying demons and devils."

"My ability is small, I can only kill half, why don't you sell me that roasted half? That way, I'll also be contributing to slaying demons and devils."

The big man was amused; this child was too clever.

When a person is in a good mood, he doesn't say much. He chopped off half a roasted rabbit for her and said:

"Here, this is your reward for slaying demons and devils."

Xiao Fang nodded seriously and said, "Mmm, thank you, Uncle."

She fiercely gnawed on two rabbit legs, muttering fiercely, "I'm slaying demons and devils, I'm slaying demons and devils..."

Xiao Fan was also amused, and he bought all these items and put them in his Storage Pouch so she could eat them whenever she wanted.

Xiao Fang looked at Xiao Fan's smiling Face and wanted to fly up and kiss him, but she was refused.

"Your mouth is all greasy, don't touch me."

Xiao Fang chuckled and said, "Oh, Xiao Fang will definitely pay attention next time."

With that, she continued to gnaw on the rabbit leg.

Ning Bing, however, took out a scented handkerchief, picked up Xiao Fang, and wiped the grease from her mouth.

"Sister Ning Bing is the best."

"You little rascal."

Dragon Ningbing chuckled, then put her down.

In this scene, warm and pleasant, Xiao Fan felt that life was quite enjoyable.

Passing by a Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, Xiao Fan thought for a moment and took Ning Bing inside to browse and get her some new clothes.

It was also a way to treat himself well.

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Fan saw the familiar golden script, which surprised him a little.

As expected of the Central Immortal Domain where Prodigies gathered, the drop rate for Qi Luck Children was high.

As soon as he entered the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, the shop assistant inside greeted him with a beaming smile.

"Esteemed guest, how may I help you?"

The person who came was a female shop assistant, a Heavenly Immortal Cultivator.

She was meticulous and saw that Xiao Fan had unparalleled looks and an extraordinary demeanor, accompanied by a peerless beauty.

It was obvious at a glance that he was either rich or noble, definitely some Young Master of an aristocratic family or a Saint Disciple of a Sect.

So her attitude was very respectful, and her smile even showed some flattery and charm.

Xiao Fan saw through her thoughts.

He didn't reject such behavior, but the goods were of average quality, and he truly had no interest.

Ignoring her flirtation, Xiao Fan said, "My wife wants to change into new clothes, just display the best ones in your shop, no need for introductions, I'll pick them myself."

Dragon Ningbing's pretty Face flushed, the address 'wife' was somewhat embarrassing.

The female shop assistant chuckled, knowing that Xiao Fan didn't fancy her, and said, "Alright, please come in, I'll go arrange it for you now."

Xiao Fan let her leave, then turned his gaze to the person with the golden Luck above his head; he wanted to see what kind of beginning this Child of Destiny had.

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...

"Hello, I'm looking for Elder Ouyang of the Pill Pavilion; I'd like to ask him to refine an Immortal Pill for me."

A handsome young man with a resolute Face, dressed in black robes, said to a Disciple of the Pill Pavilion.

Elder Ouyang, whom he mentioned, was the most skilled Alchemist in this Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

He was a figure who could refine a Nine-Turn Golden Immortal Pill with a wave of his hand, and even in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, he was a renowned Alchemy Grandmaster.

The Nine-Turn Golden Immortal Pill, as its name suggests, allows one to become a Golden Immortal upon consumption, saving tens of thousands of years of arduous Cultivation.

However, this kind of Pill was not so easy to refine; it required countless divine materials, and the steps were intricate. A slight mistake would result in all of them becoming Waste Pill (waste pills).

Therefore, this Medicinal Pill was very expensive; the price of one Pill was enough to Cultivate one hundred Golden Immortals!

Prodigy Disciples disdained taking this kind of Medicinal Pill, as it would exhaust their potential, making the gain not worth the loss.

Ordinary people couldn't afford it; if they had these resources, wouldn't it be better to Cultivate diligently?

As for the advantage of rapidly increasing Cultivation, that was not something ordinary people should consider; what they lacked least was time.

This kind of Immortal Pill could only be used by those who had no talent but were wealthy, belonging to the category of 'waste pills' specifically for the foolish sons of rich landlords.

Being able to refine this Pill was enough to prove Elder Ouyang's title as an Alchemy Grandmaster.

Upon hearing this, the Pill Pavilion Disciple immediately became alert, realizing that this young man was here to see Elder Ouyang.

He carefully sized up the visitor: dressed simply, not high in Cultivation, with no attendants accompanying him, and no prominent status.

However, the Pill Pavilion Disciple was also afraid of offending people, so he asked:

"Your Excellency is?"

"Just an ordinary person."

The young man said with a light chuckle.

The Pill Pavilion Disciple asked again, "Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

Fearing a mistake, the Pill Pavilion Disciple continued:

"Then what is your relationship with Elder Ouyang?"

"In the future, we will be close friends. For now, we can only be considered strangers who have never met."

The Pill Pavilion Disciple's expression froze.

Huh?! Are you messing with me!

His Face showed some anger, and he said in a deep voice, "No appointment, and you don't know Elder Ouyang, aren't you just here to cause trouble?"

"Get out, I don't have time for you."

He shooed him away.

The young man's Face also darkened, and he shouted, "Is it not allowed for me to come to your Pill Pavilion to find someone to refine a Pill? Or are you saying that the Pill Pavilion in your Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is bullying customers!"

This sudden outburst attracted people nearby who were unclear about the situation.

"What's going on?"

"I heard this person wants to find Elder Ouyang to refine a Pill, and then the Pill Pavilion Disciple said no."

"Elder Ouyang, is that the Elder Ouyang who is an Alchemy Grandmaster?"

"That's right, it's that distinguished person."

"No, how dare he? No appointment, no acquaintance, and he just opens his mouth and asks someone to refine a Pill. Does he think he has a lot of Face?"

"This is no longer just ignorance; I think he's short-circuited."

The crowd who understood the situation all blamed the resolute-faced young man; this person must be looking for trouble.

Facing the accusations from the crowd, the resolute-faced young man remained unmoved, merely smirking proudly.

"A summer insect cannot speak of ice; how can you mayflies know my Kunpeng ambition?"

"Everyone move aside, let me show you why I dare to call him out."

The Pill Pavilion Disciple was about to find someone to kick him out, but unexpectedly, the young man walked towards a broken stele. He took out a cyan longsword from his Storage Pouch and, using the sword as a pen, began to carve Dragons and Phoenixes onto the missing parts of the broken stele.

The sharp, chiseled characters, like Dragons flying and Phoenixes dancing, leapt vividly onto the surface.

"What is he doing?"

"I don't understand."

"This young man, could he really have a problem in his head?"

The Pill Pavilion Disciple was about to chase him away when an attendant walked over. Seeing so many people gathered, he asked curiously:

"What happened?"

The Pill Pavilion Disciple explained what happened and apologized, saying, "Elder, I will immediately kick this troublemaker out."

The Pill Pavilion attendant listened, then looked at the young man, originally intending to send him away.

But when he saw the characters on the broken stele, his pupils suddenly constricted.

Damn it, that was an ancient Pill Formula fragment that Elder Ouyang had placed here as a reward.

If anyone could complete it, Elder Ouyang would be willing to refine ten furnaces of Medicinal Pills for him.

One must know that Elder Ouyang was very famous; many important figures pleaded with him, but he wouldn't refine for them.

The Pill Pavilion attendant couldn't sit still, fearing that he might ruin this item, he would probably be in deep trouble.

"Where did this boy come from, daring to damage the treasure of my Pill Pavilion."

"Guards, seize him for me."

The young man observed every move here. He completed the Pill Formula on the broken stele, but abruptly stopped at the final refining method step.

Because, iron fists descended.

The young man hadn't expected that he thought these people would be respectful towards him, but what greeted him were iron fists.

The guards outside the Pill Pavilion, Golden Immortal Cultivators, immediately threw two punches.

He was beaten until his eyes saw stars, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and two of his front teeth fell out.

The young man was stunned, 'I kindly helped you complete this incomplete Pill Formula, but you hit me?'

"What are you trying to do? Are you trying to obstruct me from completing the Pill Formula?!"

"Wait."

The Pill Pavilion attendant called a halt, and those Golden Immortal guards all stopped their hands.

Although, he had already been beaten black and blue, and his clothes were tattered.

Attendant: "You said you were completing the Pill Formula?"

"Hmph, can't you see for yourself?!"

Attendant: "Elder Ouyang couldn't even complete this Pill Formula, how would I understand it?"

"I think you were deliberately damaging it and are making up an excuse after being caught red-handed. Watch me not arrest you, beat you severely, and chop you up to feed the dogs."

The young man said unhurriedly, "If I can complete it, I naturally have confidence."

"It's you, however. If Elder Ouyang holds you accountable, can you bear the responsibility?"

The attendant hesitated for a moment, 'What if it's true?'

The young man sneered, but he had just had his Face beaten, and this smile made his teeth whistle, causing him to yelp in pain.

Ouch!

"How can you prove it?" the attendant asked.

"Simple, I have already prepared the medicinal ingredients. Give me a Medicine Cauldron, and if I can't refine it within an hour, you can just cut off my head, alright?"

Seeing his confident demeanor, the attendant's heart wavered. Could he really be confident?