chsdbacks Chapter 219 Old Man Mu Gu
Chapter 219 Old Man Mu Gu
Chapter 219 Old Man Mu Gu
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away from Wutan City, in the Black Corner Region.
A city called Maple City is located here. The city is not large, but it holds a pivotal position in the Black Corner Region. The reason for this is simply that Han Feng, the Medicine Emperor of the Black Corner Region, lives here.
As the number one alchemist in the Black Corner Region, Han Feng, who has long been a sixth-grade alchemist, holds a high position in the hearts of many forces and even powerful figures. Of course, a sixth-grade alchemist is quite rare even on the entire continent. Even ordinary Dou Huang or Dou Zong powerhouses would have to be polite to him when they meet. After all, everyone knows what kind of influence a sixth-grade alchemist has!
Maple City, this city is named after Han Feng. This honor is enjoyed by only a handful of people in the chaotic and bloody Black Corner Region, and Han Feng is one of them!
At the very center of the city lies a bamboo forest, completely different from the bustling market outside. This bamboo forest is heavily fortified, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter. Even approaching a certain area will result in indiscriminate attacks. Every year, many people are killed by the bamboo forest guards for this reason. Therefore, although this place is quiet, it is also a forbidden place in the hearts of many people in Maple City.
Deep within the bamboo forest stands a bamboo house, its lush green color resembling jade, exuding a faint bamboo fragrance.
Inside the bamboo building, in a rather tall bamboo room by the window, a man sat cross-legged, dressed in an alchemist's robe. On the back of the robe was an exquisitely crafted character "枫" (Feng).
Han Feng, dressed in a brocade robe, was now facing two figures as a sixth-grade alchemist and the lord of this city, with a fawning smile on his face.
He looked up at the black-robed man sitting in the main seat, his tone deliberately warm: "Uncle-Master Mu Gu, it's been a long time. Your aura has become even more unfathomable."
The black-robed man, addressed as Uncle-Master Mu Gu, had his hood pulled low, revealing only a section of his pale chin. His voice was like icy sand, dry and cold: "Han Feng, I didn't come here to listen to your empty words."
The figure standing to the side was shrouded in deep black smoke, with a pair of slightly crimson eyes peeking out from the darkness, sneering at Han Feng.
"Han Feng, the Soul Palace has treated you well, yet you can't even find Yao Chen's whereabouts. How dare you act like a local tyrant in Maple City?"
Han Feng paused in his fingertips, his smile fading slightly, but he still maintained a respectful demeanor.
"Guardian Vulture, please calm your anger. As the saying goes, sharpening your axe doesn't waste time chopping wood. Expanding your power will make the search much easier."
"Heh heh, sharpening your knife? I think your knife is so worn out you can't even find firewood to chop." Upon hearing this, Mu Gu suddenly let out a strange laugh. His gaze towards Han Feng instantly turned icy cold, coiling around Han Feng like a venomous snake, sending chills down his spine.
"Han Feng, Han Feng, how could I have a nephew like you? You're utterly useless! I've searched for decades and haven't even caught a glimpse of your dead master." Mu Gu's voice was filled with disdain. "Don't you want the Bone Spirit Cold Flame and the Burning Technique? Or are you simply incapable—did your master just take in a good-for-nothing back then?"
The questioning tone carried the oppressive aura of a Dou Zun expert, instantly soaking Han Feng's back with cold sweat. He desperately wanted to retort: "You can't even find a Dou Zun, so why blame me, a Dou Huang?" But he dared not utter a single word, only nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Uncle-Master is right."
Looking at his cowardly appearance, Mu Gu said with a mocking tone, "If I had known you were this useless, I should have just taken away your strange fire back then."
"Don't you even realize that you, a mere Dou Huang, dare to possess a different kind of flame that even Dou Zun or Dou Sheng powerhouses don't have?"
Upon hearing this, Han Feng's face turned pale instantly. His fingers tightened around the hem of his robe, and he even slowed his breathing, cold sweat pouring down his back.
The Sea Heart Flame is his foundation. With this strange flame, he has a 30% chance of refining even a peak sixth-grade pill.
However, as an alchemist himself, Elder Mu Gu couldn't help but covet the strange fire.
Moreover, his nominal senior uncle is a Venerable Elder of the Soul Palace, a three-star Dou Zun!
He was merely a Dou Huang, and even with a different kind of fire, he would most likely be crushed like an ant by Protector Jiu, let alone Elder Mu Gu.
But before he could prepare his words, the old man Mu Gu's previously cold face suddenly softened, and he chuckled:
"Hehe, good junior nephew, you don't need to be so nervous. If I really wanted to take your strange fire, would I still allow you to be a local tyrant in Maple City, flaunting your little alchemy skills? I would have taken it long ago."
Seeing Mu Gu's unpredictable mood swings, Han Feng's heart remained uneasy. He forced a smile and could only nod and smile in return.
"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to Master Mugu's grace."
"Grace?" Mu Gu chuckled, finally getting to the point. "However, I'm not here to reprimand you. Protector Vulture, you speak to him."
The Vulture Protector finally moved, his body shrouded in black smoke leaning forward, his crimson eyes particularly glaring in the darkness: "Han Feng, the Soul Palace has raised you for many years, not so that you would only know how to expand your power."
"However, you're lucky this time. A few days ago, I sensed a special soul fluctuation near the Yunlan Sect stronghold that our Soul Hall is cultivating."
Han Feng immediately perked up his ears, not daring to even breathe loudly.
"The strength of that soul body is at least at the high level of Dou Zong. You should also know that those who have such soul power are most likely Dou Zun experts."
The Eagle Protector's voice carried an undeniable certainty, and at this moment, Mu Gubie continued to speak:
"Based on Yao Chen's cultivation level back then, and the aura faintly revealed in that soul fluctuation, I speculate that it is very likely the dead master you have been searching for for decades."
Han Feng's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly asked, "Then—did they catch him?"
Mu Gu gave him a sharp look, his tone tinged with impatience: "If I had caught it, would I have needed to use this wretched place? By the time I and Protector Jiu arrived, the soul had already vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint echo."
At this point, Mu Gu leaned forward slightly, his gaze under his hood becoming even sharper: "After much thought, I've come to realize that you've been operating in the Black Corner Region for many years, and your influence is immense. Besides, you're just a mere Dou Huang."
If Yao Chen truly recovers some of his strength, he will most likely cause trouble for you, his "good disciple."
He squinted at Han Feng as he said this:
"So I came here this time to see if I can find any opportunities here, so you won't disappoint me again, Han Feng."