Chapter 141: The Pill Field Plundered

As they stepped out of the Lin family estate, Shi Zheng furrowed his brow and asked in confusion, "Jiang Haotian, I really don’t understand—what exactly are you doing at the Lin residence?"

Qin Feiyang replied, "I’m here to collect money."

"Collect money?" Shi Zheng was slightly taken aback. So, the magic pouch from before was actually filled with gold coins? He asked, "How do you know he’ll pay you?"

Qin Feiyang said, "Otherwise, why would I come here? I’m not in any hurry."

Shi Zheng asked, "So how many gold coins did he give you?"

Qin Feiyang smiled, "I’m not sure, but it should be a few million."

Not only did he learn about Lin Yiyi’s current situation, but he also earned such a hefty sum; this trip was definitely worthwhile.

However, Lin Han must be furious by now.

"A few million!" Shi Zheng’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Has Lin Han gone mad? To be so generous?

After that, Qin Feiyang went to the Treasure Pavilion again and bought medicinal ingredients for ten thousand healing pills and ten thousand bone-repair pills from Steward Li.

Steward Li also handed Qin Feiyang the ingredients for ten doses of the Scarlet Fire Glazed Pill and agreed that he would collect them from the Martial King Hall in ten days.

With everything settled, Qin Feiyang returned to the Martial King Hall with Shi Zheng.

The disciples at the Martial King Hall were in a frenzy.

They blocked Qin Feiyang’s path halfway, insisting he help them refine pills.

In the end, it was Elder Wan who stepped in and restored order.

After handing Qin Feiyang six doses of the Scarlet Fire Glazed Pill ingredients he had prepared in advance, Elder Wan instructed Shi Zheng to escort Qin Feiyang to his lodgings.

Several dozen pavilions were lined up side by side in a remote corner of the Pill King Hall.

Behind the pavilions rose a low mountain about ten meters high, forming a natural barrier that shielded the area from the gentle breeze.

In front was a lake stretching several hundred meters.

Sunlight bathed the shimmering waves, while lush willow trees swayed in the wind along the shore, exuding a peaceful serenity untouched by worldly strife.

A two-meter-wide wooden bridge spanned the lake, connecting both banks.

Upon arrival, Qin Feiyang immediately took a liking to the place.

Shi Zheng smiled and said, "This place is called Tranquil Heart Lake. Only important guests are allowed to stay here."

"So that means I’m quite important, right?" Qin Feiyang asked.

"What do you think?" Shi Zheng replied with a grin.

Of course, given he was here, how could he not be important?

Qin Feiyang shook his head with a wry smile. "I like the name Tranquil Heart Lake."

The two walked across the wooden bridge toward the opposite shore.

"Are there others here?" Qin Feiyang inquired.

Shi Zheng shook his head. "Not yet. There might be in the future. Elder Wan ordered that you stay in the first pavilion on the right. I’ll stay too, to continue protecting you."

Qin Feiyang said, "That’s not necessary. You should focus on your own affairs. After all, no one in Yan County dares to cause me trouble inside the Martial King Hall."

Shi Zheng replied, "Better safe than sorry. If you worry I might get in your way, I can stay next door. Just call if you need me."

"Alright," Qin Feiyang nodded.

Having Shi Zheng nearby did ensure safety, but it was somewhat inconvenient.

Suddenly, a sharp shout came from behind.

Qin Feiyang’s expression stiffened. He whispered to Shi Zheng, "Just pretend you didn’t see me."

Before he finished speaking, he activated his Roaming Smoke Step and swiftly reached the pavilion, pushed open the door, and locked it behind him.

He then peered through the door crack.

Outside, Feng Ling’er, dressed in tight combat attire and wearing a white mask, hurried up to Elder Shi and asked, “Elder, where is Jiang Haotian?”

Elder Shi nodded toward the pavilion where Qin Feiyang was staying.

Feng Ling’er immediately dashed toward the pavilion.

Seeing this, Qin Feiyang was quite annoyed. Shi Zheng was far too unreliable.

Without hesitation, he entered the ancient fortress.

"Locked the door too!" Feng Ling’er arrived at the door, pushed hard, and her temper flared. She kicked fiercely, and with a loud bang, the door flew open.

“Jiang Haotian, come out here!”

“You’re really being unreasonable by not giving me a Scarlet Fire Glazed Pill!”

“After all, I have helped you before!”

Feng Ling’er prowled the room like an enraged tigress, searching everywhere for Qin Feiyang but found nothing.

“You bastard, you’re definitely hiding somewhere!”

“Don’t think you’re safe just by hiding. If you don’t come out, I’ll reveal your true identity…”

Before Feng Ling’er could finish, Qin Feiyang appeared out of thin air, looking troubled. "What exactly do you want?"

Feng Ling’er teased, “You came out after all. I thought you’d hide forever. Hurry and give me one of those Scarlet Fire Glazed Pills.”

Qin Feiyang retorted angrily, “I only have three in total—one for the fat guy, one for me, and one for Ling Yunfei. Should I go steal one for you now?”

Feng Ling’er crossed her arms and smirked, “Fine, as long as you can steal it.”

Qin Feiyang’s forehead twitched as he glanced at a certain part of Feng Ling’er and said dryly, “I know you’re well-endowed. No need to show off.”

“Huh?”

Feng Ling’er froze, then realized what he meant and scowled fiercely, her face flushed with anger.

“Ahem!”

Qin Feiyang cleared his throat, regained his composure, and asked, “Any news about your grandfather?”

“Grandpa!” At the mention of Feng Cheng, Feng Ling’er’s delicate body trembled and a wave of worry filled her eyes.

But she quickly hid her concern, glaring at Qin Feiyang. “Don’t try to change the subject.”

Sighing inwardly, Qin Feiyang thought to himself—she was clearly hurting inside but pretending not to care.

He wasn’t sure whether to admire her strength or call her foolish.

He grabbed Feng Ling’er’s hand and led her into the ancient fortress.

Feng Ling’er frowned, “Why bring me here?”

Qin Feiyang smiled, “You wanted a Scarlet Fire Glazed Pill, right? I’ll make one for you now.”

“Oh!” Feng Ling’er nodded, somewhat touched.

Suddenly, her eyebrow arched teasingly, “Do you always like holding my hand like this?”

“Uh!” Qin Feiyang was startled and realized he hadn’t let go.

“Um…” He awkwardly smiled and quickly released her hand, moving toward the pill furnace.

Feng Ling’er teased, “Didn’t expect you little guy to have such a colorful heart. No wonder you get along so well with the wolf—both of you are just a bunch of lecherous wolves.”

Qin Feiyang nearly stumbled to the ground.

“Little guy?” That nickname felt so awkward.

“Don’t disturb me while I’m refining the pill,” he said without looking back, taking out the ingredients and focusing his energy to begin the process.

The Wolf King lay weakly on the ground, glancing between Qin Feiyang and Feng Ling’er with a sigh. “Even lying here, I get shot at. Life’s tough for the Wolf King. When can I roam freely again?”

Qin Feiyang said, “Don’t worry. I’m already making arrangements. Soon, you’ll be able to roam Yan City openly.”

“Really?” The Wolf King’s eyes flickered with hope.

“Mm,” Qin Feiyang nodded.

Changing names and appearances was no long-term solution.

That’s why he had carefully devised a plan.

If it succeeded, not only would the Wolf King be free, but Qin Feiyang himself wouldn’t have to hide anymore.

With the experience from previous pill refinements, this time making the Scarlet Fire Glazed Pill went much smoother.

In less than two hundred breaths, the pill was complete.

He grabbed it and turned to hand it to Feng Ling’er with a smile, “Here you go.”

Feng Ling’er took the pill, inspecting it closely.

Finally, she exclaimed, “The pill’s pattern is so beautiful. If we auctioned it off, it would fetch an astonishing price. Little guy, thank you. From now on, your big sister will look out for you at the Martial King Hall.”

“Big sister?” Qin Feiyang was taken aback. This felt increasingly awkward.

“If you’re auctioning it, give it back to me,” he said.

“I was just joking,” Feng Ling’er replied.

“When I break through to the Three-Star Martial Sect, I’ll take it and jump straight to Five-Star Martial Sect.”

“I’ll work hard to become strong and rescue Grandpa myself!”

Her jade hand clenched tightly, eyes shining with determination.

Qin Feiyang frowned.

It wasn’t that he doubted Feng Ling’er; with her talent, surpassing Zuo An was inevitable.

But it would take time.

Zuo An was continuously refining Blood Fiend Pills, and his cultivation speed was definitely faster.

Before Feng Ling’er could surpass him, he might already reach Nine-Star Battle Emperor.

When that happened, not only would they be in turmoil, but Yan County itself would be thrown into chaos.

Zuo An was a ticking time bomb—if it wasn’t defused, no one could feel at ease.

After sending Feng Ling’er off, Qin Feiyang steadied himself and continued refining the Scarlet Fire Glazed Pills.

Ten doses of ingredients from the Treasure Pavilion, six doses from the Martial King Hall.

Split evenly, he could get eight pills; after giving one to Feng Ling’er, seven remained.

The crystal imaging stones were secured.

...

Late at night, the silence was absolute.

In the Pill King Hall's medicinal herb field, plants shimmered with radiant light under the moon, looking especially alluring.

The fat man stood at the field’s edge, scanning the herbs with slitted eyes gleaming hungrily, almost drooling.

Behind him stood a small wooden building.

On the second floor, candlelight flickered.

The fat man glanced back at the second floor, frowning slightly.

“Looting the herb field is easy, but how do I escape afterward?”

“Go find Boss Qin? That would only implicate him.”

“Besides, at my current speed, it takes half a day to get to the Martial King Hall.”

“By then, those two old dogs would have caught me before I even arrive.”

“Leave Yan City for a while to hide outside?”

“No, Yan City isn’t Black Bear City. The beasts in the mountains are too strong. Hiding there is a death sentence.”

“What to do then?”

The fat man racked his brains, unable to decide.

Suddenly, an idea sparked in his mind.

“Heh heh, I’m just too clever. Those old folks will be furious.”

He chuckled darkly and called loudly toward the second floor of the wooden building, “Elder Jing, could you come out for a moment?”

“What for?” a strong, commanding voice called back from upstairs.

The fat man said, “I’ve thought of a way to convince Jiang Haotian to change his mind.”

The window creaked open, and a middle-aged man appeared.

“Really?”

“Mm,” the fat man nodded heavily, a sycophantic smile on his plump face. “But I’ll need your cooperation, Elder Jing.”