BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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Upon hearing this, Lin Feng was momentarily stunned. Then he smiled and said, "Relax, I'm not that kind of person. But since we've already gone this far, I—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Qing'er suddenly widened her beautiful eyes and interrupted sharply, "I won't agree! There's no possibility between us, understand?"

Seeing how emotional she was, Lin Feng had no choice but to temporarily drop the topic.

Feng Qing'er also seemed to realize she'd overreacted, and after a moment she asked, "Earlier… I saw a dark patch on your chest. What is that?"

"Oh, that thing?" Lin Feng chuckled. "It happened a little over a year ago. I forced a poison-element Dou Qi cultivator into a corner. In his final moments, he used all his remaining Dou Qi to unleash a secret technique called the Demon Poison Spot. That's when I got hit."

Feng Qing'er frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Though it was her first time seeing it in person, she had heard of the Demon Poison Spot before.

It was rumored to be a self-destructive technique used by poison-type Dou Qi users—an ultimate move meant to drag their enemies down with them.

But then, confusion flickered across her noble features. "I heard that this thing fully erupts after half a year, causing the victim to die in excruciating pain. You've had it for over a year… how are you still fine?"

Lin Feng shot her a glare and grumbled, "Wow, you want something bad to happen to me that badly? We did share a night as husband and wife, you know."

"You—!"

The moment he dragged the conversation back to that topic again, Feng Qing'er's dignified aura practically vanished. Her face flushed red—both with anger and embarrassment.

"Alright, alright, don't get mad," Lin Feng quickly said with a more serious tone.

"Xiao Yixian helped me place a seal on it, so it's been stable for now. But don't worry, now that I've broken through to Dou Zong, I should be able to refine it myself soon."

"Hmph, who's worried about you?"

But the moment she thought of that white-robed woman, Feng Qing'er's face instantly darkened, and she stood up and walked away.

Back when they were under the Blood Pool, that woman had helped Lin Feng—while he was unconscious—put her into all sorts of shameful positions.

Naturally, her impression of Xiao Yixian was… exceptionally bad.

Watching her leave, Lin Feng pondered for a moment before removing his upper garment.

As his torso was exposed to the air, the pitch-black demon poison spot on his chest was revealed as well.

A faintly fishy stench drifted from the black mark.

Surrounding the Demon Poison Spot were strange runes—these were the sealing inscriptions laid down by Xiao Yixian.

The runes had successfully blocked the countless black threads trying to spread outward from the mark.

But after a year of erosion, the seal had clearly faded—over half of the markings were now dimmed.

At this rate, it looked like the seal would only hold for less than another year.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Feng finally gritted his teeth.

He decided to try refining it.

Although Xiao Yan had succeeded in doing so in the original story, now that it was him attempting it, he still felt a bit uncertain.

After all, this thing—if handled poorly—could very well take his life.

Taking a deep breath, he focused his mind and directed a strand of flame through his body.

Circling around the edges of the seal, he suddenly let the Heavenly Flame lunge at a weaker section of the seal.

The emerald-green flame smashed into the inscriptions.

"Sizzle—!"

The high temperature of the Heavenly Flame immediately caused thick white smoke to rise from the seal.

As the flame corroded the barrier, a thin crack gradually began to open along the runes, accompanied by a hissing noise.

Fortunately, the gap was small—not enough to trigger a full detonation of the Demon Poison Spot.

However, the crack was just enough to allow a small portion of the poison's energy to seep out.

As soon as the rift formed, the long-dormant Demon Poison Spot in Lin Feng's body suddenly began to surge restlessly.

After a brief writhing motion, the black mark split off a thin black tendril, about the size of a thumb, which quietly slipped out through the tiny opening.

Seeing this dark thread attempting to invade other parts of his body, Lin Feng acted quickly.

Outside the seal, he set up a barrier of emerald-green flames—like a sea of fire—completely sealing off the surrounding area from any escape.

The instant that black line emerged through the crack, a thick fishy stench instantly filled the chamber.

This smell wasn't just unpleasant—it carried an extremely potent corrosive property.

Fortunately, Lin Feng was protected by the Heavenly Flame.

The moment the stench appeared, sizzling sounds erupted, and the black mist evaporated rapidly, turning into nothingness before it could spread.

Staring at the sinister, inky tendril, Lin Feng focused his thoughts.

The sea of green fire surrounding the Demon Poison Spot suddenly transformed—a flame dragon broke away from the sea, letting out a low roar as it lunged at the black tendril.

As soon as they made contact, the Heavenly Flame completely coiled around the dark tendril and began refining it at once.

However, faced with the power of the Glazed Lotus Heart Flame, the black tendril resisted violently.

In an instant, a thick stream of corrosive black mist burst from the tendril and began to slam wildly against the encroaching flame.

"Ssszz—Ssszz!"

The black mist clashing against the Heavenly Flame produced sharp, grating hisses, echoing repeatedly in Lin Feng's ears and making him feel increasingly irritable.

Still, as a Dou Zong now, Lin Feng's control over the Glazed Lotus Heart Flame was leagues stronger than before. While he still couldn't refine the entire Demon Poison Spot in one go, a tiny thread like this? That was manageable.

Under his mental control, the Glazed Lotus Heart Flame persisted in roasting the black tendril.

As time passed, the tendril's dark hue began to visibly fade.

In less than an hour, all of the toxic essence within the black line had been completely burned away by the Heavenly Flame.

As the poison faded, the tendril vanished completely, leaving behind a stream of incredibly pure, almost tangible Dou Qi.

"Heh, no wonder it came from a peak Four-Star Dou Zong—this stuff's seriously good."

Staring at the energy inside him, which was at least three times more refined than what he'd absorbed from Fang Yan and the others earlier, Lin Feng couldn't help but grin.

Without delay, he summoned the Fallen Heart Flame and carefully tempered the pure Dou Qi.

Then, he channeled it directly into the meridians of his Flame Mantra cultivation technique, beginning the process of absorption and integration.

Once he had fully absorbed that wisp, Lin Feng—having gotten a taste of the benefits—immediately went to work again.

He continued following the same method: drawing out another wisp, and refining it.

For over a month, Lin Feng kept this routine.

Each day, he traded medicinal herbs with the Gold Swallowing Mouse Clan, using the opportunity to hone his alchemy skills.

During his spare time, he would go and comfort Xiao Yixian, soothing her emotions.

He also handed her a High-Grade Earth Class Dou Technique: Baleful Poison Yin Demon Arrow.

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