Immortal God of War-Chapter 907 - 866: Dragon Blood Missing

"Are you really going to frame her?"

As soon as Fatty came out, he asked.

"Yes."

Qin Feiyang nodded.

Over the years, they have indeed benefited a lot from the mysterious lady.

But!

He ended up in this situation mostly because of the mysterious lady.

Therefore.

He must let this woman taste what it’s like to be framed.

"Indeed, it’s time to let her suffer a bit."

Fatty nodded, then smirked, "When she gets the news, she’ll definitely go mad with rage."

"Not necessarily."

"In this woman’s eyes, like the Mu Family, the Sky Scorpio Tribe might just be a small role."

"Forget it, there’s nothing much to discuss about this."

"Go to the Trading Pavilion in East City and give the list of herbs to Li He."

Qin Feiyang said.

"Just the herbs for Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill and Small Creation Pill?"

Fatty asked.

"Also buy the herbs for Potential Elixir, Potential Pill, and Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill."

"Although these pills are useless to us now, they are undoubtedly treasures to others."

Qin Feiyang smiled.

"Got it."

Fatty nodded.

"Besides, when you make the list, mix up the herbs for these pills to prevent Li He from figuring anything out."

Qin Feiyang advised.

"Do you really need to say that?"

Fatty rolled his eyes at him, opened a teleportation gate, and left directly.

Qin Feiyang entered the alchemy room, spiritual power emerging as he continued to merge with the Dan fire.

Time passed gradually.

After an hour, his spiritual power still hadn’t fused with the Dan fire.

Having endured an hour of Dan fire burning, his spiritual power was already very fatigued.

However.

The excitement on his face was hard to conceal.

Because this meant the Dan fire here was definitely a Seventh Grade Dan fire!

Using Seventh Grade Dan fire to refine Small Creation Pill and Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill would allow him to produce six Elixir Patterns.

Six Elixir Patterns meant a success rate of sixty percent.

This was a huge pleasant surprise for him.

Another hour passed, and his spiritual power finally merged with the Dan fire.

Information surged into his mind simultaneously.

——Seventh Grade Dan fire, White Bone Flame!

Despite the joy, Qin Feiyang frowned again.

Just merging with the Dan fire had consumed most of his spiritual power.

Is it this fast?

At this rate, he might not be able to refine many pills before his spiritual power is depleted.

"It seems my spiritual power at Level Twenty is nearing a bottleneck."

Qin Feiyang muttered.

The length of time for alchemy is inseparable from the intensity of spiritual power.

If.

His Level Twenty spiritual power could refine continuously for ten days without pause.

Then if it were Level Ten spiritual power, it would only be able to refine for five days before being exhausted.

In simple terms.

The stronger the spiritual power, the longer the duration for alchemy.

Of course.

This also has a certain relationship with the pill’s grade.

The lower the pill’s grade, the less spiritual power it requires.

Conversely.

The higher the grade, the more spiritual power is consumed during the refining process.

In conclusion.

Now he needs to find a way to enhance the intensity of his spiritual power.

But.

He hasn’t heard of anything that can enhance spiritual power’s intensity.

"Headache."

Qin Feiyang rubbed his forehead, temporarily setting aside this thought, sitting cross-legged to recover his spiritual power.

Once his spiritual power recovered, he took out dozens of sets of herbs for healing elixirs, calmed himself for a moment, and began alchemy.

Having just merged, he knew nothing about the White Bone Flame’s situation.

Thus.

He didn’t dare to directly refine Small Creation Pill and Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill.

After all, the herbs for these two pills were extremely precious. If accidentally ruined, it would break his heart.

Therefore, he first used healing elixirs to blend and familiarize himself with the White Bone Flame.

After all, healing elixirs aren’t expensive, no matter how many are ruined.

Indeed.

The Seventh Grade Dan fire was extremely difficult to control, and the herbs for healing elixirs were ruined one after another.

Until Qin Feiyang’s tenth attempt, when he finally successfully produced a healing elixir.

As expected, it bore six Elixir Patterns!

Subsequently.

He continued alchemy.

After another hour passed, Qin Feiyang felt he could control the White Bone Flame.

Then, he took out some herbs for Qi Gathering Pill, Battle Intent Pill, Potential Elixir, Potential Pill.

In short.

He refined each pill he had made before once more.

Doing so allowed him to gain a deeper understanding and insight into the White Bone Flame.

Naturally, it also enabled him to achieve more precise control of the White Bone Flame.

This is what is meant by practice makes perfect.

Another hour passed.

Qin Feiyang’s body suddenly trembled violently, and he toppled headfirst to the ground.

This was due to excessive spiritual power consumption.

He propped himself with one hand on the alchemy table, rubbed his head with the other, face full of disbelief.

With his Level Twenty spiritual power, he could only refine continuously for two hours?

This was far beyond his expectations; such consumption was terrifying!

Whoosh!

At this moment.

Fatty appeared out of nowhere in the alchemy room. Seeing Qin Feiyang’s state, he hurriedly supported him, exclaiming, "What happened, why so weak?"

Qin Feiyang sat cross-legged on the ground, explaining simply.

"Seventh Grade Dan fire?"

Fatty looked at the White Bone Flame in astonishment.

Qin Feiyang asked, "How is the herb acquisition going?"

At the mention of this, Fatty’s face slightly darkened.

"What’s wrong?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

Fatty said, "These herbs are available at the Trading Pavilion, but not in large quantities."

"Not much?"

Qin Feiyang was taken aback.

Fatty said, "To be precise, there are very few."

"How is that possible?"

"No one on the Forgotten Continent knows how to refine these elixirs, so why are there no herbs?"

Qin Feiyang wondered aloud.

"That’s the key point."

"I inquired with Li He, and he said that every so often, someone comes to purchase these herbs."

"And they buy them in large quantities."

Fatty said in a deep voice.

"What?"

Qin Feiyang stood up suddenly, his face full of surprise and suspicion.

Who could be buying these herbs?

Could it be that someone on the Forgotten Continent possesses the formulas for these elixirs?

But how could that be possible?

"Boss, Master Fatty needs to remind you, these elixir formulas are not known only to you."

Fatty said.

"Hmm?"

Qin Feiyang looked at Fatty with surprise.

Fatty said in a low voice, "Have you forgotten? The Elixir Scripture we obtained is a relic of Mu Tianyang."

Boom!

With these words.

Qin Feiyang felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue, his body and spirit trembled.

Yes!

The Elixir Scripture is a relic of Mu Tianyang, so naturally, Mu Tianyang also knows about it.

"Master Fatty has a bold conjecture."

"There must be descendants of Mu Tianyang hidden within the Central Divine Nation!"

"Otherwise, why would he purchase these herbs?"

"Moreover, he doesn’t buy the herbs for other elixirs, only these specific ones?"

Fatty said.

"Could it be that the Mu Family really is connected to Mu Tianyang?"

Qin Feiyang muttered to himself.

Because the Mu Family is the most suspicious.

First, they are unreasonably powerful.

Second, they are not native to the Forgotten Continent.

Third, back then Mu Qing entered the Netherworld to find Lu Xingchen.

And this is the biggest question.

Because, to go to the Netherworld, one must first know the coordinates of the Netherworld.

And how does the Mu Family know the coordinates of the Netherworld?

Qin Feiyang felt the layers of mist clouding his mind were gradually clearing away.

He waved his hand and summoned Yan Wei from the ancient castle.

Qin Feiyang looked at the two of them and said solemnly, "From now on, do nothing else, focus solely on investigating the person buying these herbs."

The two nodded.

Fatty thought for a moment, then asked, "If the Mu Family really is descended from Mu Tianyang, what do you plan to do?"

"Back then, my Great Qin Empire’s ancestors destroyed the Tianyang Empire, Mu Tianyang definitely wouldn’t let it go."

"And if the Mu Family is indeed descended from Mu Tianyang, they will surely make a comeback."

"Although the current emperor has wronged me, the blood of the Qin Clan flows through my veins."

"I can settle accounts with the current emperor, but I will not allow anyone to shake the foundation of my Great Qin Empire!"

Qin Feiyang said.

Each word powerful, decisive!

Fatty and the other exchanged glances.

At this moment, Qin Feiyang exuded an astonishing aura, like a king returning, instilling fear from the depths of one’s heart.

Perhaps, this is the true aura Qin Feiyang possesses.

Fatty nodded and said, "I understand, we’ll go now."

"Wait."

"With your current strength, you’re not yet able to control the situation."

"Once I refine the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill to enhance Yan Wei’s strength, then you can go."

Qin Feiyang finished speaking, then closed his eyes to recover his spiritual power.

Yan Wei was stunned, turned his head to look at Fatty, and secretly asked, "What exactly is the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill?"

"It’s an elixir that can make your strength progress by leaps and bounds, you’re really in luck."

Fatty chuckled secretly.

Yan Wei’s eyes lit up, feeling expectant.

In the past, he definitely wouldn’t have believed it.

But now, with deeper understanding, he knows they are a group capable of creating miracles.

On them, there are too many shining points.

Things thought impossible can become possible.

Time passed.

Night was about to fall!

Qin Feiyang finally opened his eyes, the fatigue between his brows completely swept away.

Fatty immediately ran excitedly to the alchemy platform, taking out the ingredients for the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill.

Qin Feiyang stood up, examining each one, then frowned, "Where’s the dragon blood?"

"Still looking for it!"

Fatty rummaged through the Qiankun Bag, muttering, "What’s going on, why can’t I find it?"

"Hmm?"

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow.

Can’t find it?

What a joke, dragon blood is the most important ingredient for the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, how can we refine it without it?

"Really can’t find it."

Fatty frowned and looked up at Qin Feiyang, asking, "Is it on you?"

"Weren’t you the one keeping all those precious herbs?"

Qin Feiyang immediately said angrily.

"It’s true, but I don’t have it here!"

"Could it have been stolen by a thief?"

Fatty furrowed his brows tightly, extremely anxious.

"A thief?"

Qin Feiyang’s mouth twitched heavily.

If it was stolen by thieves, they probably would have taken Fatty’s Qiankun Bag with them, how could they have only stolen the dragon blood?

Qin Feiyang said, "Think carefully if you placed it somewhere else?"

"This..."

Fatty grabbed his head, recalling carefully.