Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Chu Feng's performance in all aspects is not just excellent, but simply terrifying.

Even the Divine Soul strength of some Sect Elders is not a match for Chu Feng.

Qiu Jizi magically produced a Yellow Jade Token, which was carved with ancient Runes and patterns. Chu Feng, with his extensive knowledge, recognized the four ancient Rune characters on it.

Instructor Elder!

On the backside of the Token was a humanoid pattern without a face, sitting cross-legged on a propitious cloud. Each hand formed a spell, seemingly in Cultivation.

The figure of the high personage also shone through the jade, commanding respect from those who looked upon it.

"Release your Divine Sense and imprint it in the Jade Heart!" Qiu Jizi took out an engraving knife and carved two vigorous and powerful characters below the Instructor Elder.

It was indeed Chu Feng's name.

Chu Feng took the Yellow Jade Token and did as instructed, imprinting his Divine Sense into it. A magical scene unfolded: the originally faceless humanoid pattern suddenly became clear.

It was strikingly Chu Feng's likeness, lifelike, with little difference from the real person.

And the figure in the pattern seemed to come to life.

"Alright, with this Token, you may enter the Collection Pavilion and transmit Cultivation Techniques to other Sect disciples. The relevant archival information will be added for you by someone I appoint," Qiu Jizi said with a stern face, and then continued.

"Remember, if the accumulated number of times you transmit Cultivation Techniques exceeds three, I will take back your Instructor Elder's Identity Token. If you wish to apply again, you will have to wait for at least a hundred years."

The benefits and treatment of an Instructor Elder might be good, but the requirements are also extremely strict.

No mistakes are allowed.

"Disciple will always bear this in mind!" Chu Feng's expression was solemn as he carefully put away the Instructor Elder's Identity Token and walked downstairs.

"Kid, don't forget to bring some wine for this old man to taste. As long as it truly tastes good, you will not be short of silver," Qiu Jizi, a character at the level of a Wine Immortal, never forgot about fine liquor.

"Alright!"

Chu Feng agreed, descending to the third floor, where the onlookers all had varying expressions.

Ye Lang's complexion was somewhat pale, and his eyes showed a hint of reverence when looking at Chu Feng. It seemed that Chu Feng's display of overwhelming Soul Power had instilled fear in Ye Lang.

Having cultivated in the Sect for many years, Ye Lang had witnessed numerous bloody examples.

Some established Heavenly Prides looked down on rising stars, only to be suppressed and taken down. Such events happened almost every day within the Sect.

The waves wash away the sand, and the new waves push the old ones, with the old waves dying on the beach.

Sometimes, when it's time to bow, one must bow.

"Fair is fair; here are two Low-grade Spirit Stones!" Ye Lang had decisively made up his mind to never provoke Chu Feng again.

As for Han Sheng wanting to continue competing with Chu Feng, that was Han Sheng's business.

Ye Lang was self-aware—he did not possess the monstrous talent of Han Sheng. Otherwise, he wouldn't be serving as Han Sheng's underling.

If he got involved again and was used by Han Sheng as a pawn, he could very well end up as cannon fodder.

"Brother Ye, you just gave away the Spirit Stones to him so easily?" A Sect Genius with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks asked in astonishment. "Our status is higher than this kid, and our strength is stronger than his. If we want to play dirty, he has no way to deal with us."

This guy had evidently harbored thoughts of playing dirty from the very beginning.

Two Spirit Stones, not too many yet not too few.

A whole twenty thousand silver taels.

Even for these Inner Sect Geniuses, two Spirit Stones would be equivalent to two months' salary.

"Give him the Spirit Stones, all of you big shots. If you dare to bet, you must be prepared to lose. Don't act like some lowly street ruffian, disgracefully—understand?" Ye Lang's face turned cold as he scolded the few sternly.

These underlings of Han Sheng, who always follow Ye Lang's lead, saw Ye Lang's anger and, although somewhat confused and clueless, still gave Chu Feng the spirit stones and didn't try to wriggle out of their debts.

Even that thin-faced, monkey-cheeked fellow unhappily fished out two low-grade spirit stones and threw them to Chu Feng.

"What about you two?" All six of Han Sheng's underlings had obediently paid their bets to Chu Feng. The two Inner Sect Guardians guarding the transmission ladder to the third floor, however, made no move to acknowledge their debt.

At that time, Chu Feng had made a bet with them too.

These two had also signed and stamped the bet agreement.

"Scram!"

One of the Inner Sect Guardians showed a ferocious expression and coldly spat out a single word.

The other one also spoke in a harsh tone, "Who do you think you are? And who do we presume to be? You actually have the audacity to ask us for spirit stones, truly ignorant of your place. If you know what's good for you, tear up that gambling agreement and beat it. Otherwise, you'll regret it."

Chu Feng's gaze narrowed slightly, and his expression turned cold as well.

He had anticipated that Ye Lang and the others might default on their debts, but he didn't expect these two Inner Sect Guardians to be so shameless.

If they couldn't afford to lose, they shouldn't have bet in the first place.

To demand spirit stones from Chu Feng when winning and to refuse to pay up when losing—who did they think they were to have everything go their way?

"Are you two certain you want to default on your bets? I have the agreement right here. You can choose not to give me the spirit stones now, but just be aware that when I come to collect later on, I'll be charging interest. Compound interest, in fact. I'm afraid you might find the amount rather painful by then."

The cultivation levels of these two Inner Sect Guardians were probably around that of a Five-star Sword God.

Chu Feng certainly couldn't do anything to them for the time being.

But given another three to five years, Chu Feng was confident that he could defeat them both. By then, it wouldn't be a matter of just taking a couple of spirit stones anymore.

He would absolutely make them pay through the nose.

"You dare to threaten us? Let's see how you plan to compound this interest!"

The two guardians sneered as they looked at each other, and when their gaze returned to Chu Feng, their smiles were filled with scorn.

Chu Feng didn't say anything more, simply turning around and leaving.

Without the strength to back himself up, arguing with these two old rogues would be nothing but a humiliation.

If these two Inner Sect Guardians were to inquire about Chu Feng's history, they would surely not be so arrogant. Back when Chu Feng was still studying at the Alchemy Academy, there was a young master who owed him silver and failed to pay back.

Later, he personally brought the Blood Gang Leader to their door to demand repayment.

They almost wiped out the entire household.

...

After leaving the Chuan Gong Hall, Chu Feng returned to his Medicine Mountain.

"Master, you have returned! People from Longevity Hall have been here, and they've left these for me to pass on to you!" Han Dong, having received Chu Feng's instructions, was responsible for liaising with Longevity Hall.

He would hand over the elixirs refined by Chu Feng and then accept the items brought back by them.

It was a package wrapped in beast hide that hadn't been opened.

Han Dong's loyalty to Chu Feng was beyond question.

"If I'm not around in the future, you'll be in charge of dealing with people from Longevity Hall. If there's anything, just report directly to me. If there's an extremely urgent matter, go find me immediately."

Chu Feng unwrapped the beast hide package, inside which were stacks of silver notes wrapped in yellow silk.

They carried a faint and unique fragrance, the scent of Master Li Shishi.

She handled matters with utmost care.