The Monster Mountain Range was rich in all kinds of rare medicinal herbs.
However, many medicinal herbs either grew in harsh environments or were guarded by Magical Beasts, and some even had deceptive appearances that made them difficult to distinguish even for professional alchemists.
However, these problems were not problems for Chen Yang.
Now, he was the strongest in the entire eastern region of the Monster Mountain Range. Let alone a mere 4-Tier or 5-Tier Magical Beast, even if the Amethyst Winged Lion King came, Chen Yang would have to break off its horn to make beads.
So, over the next two weeks, Chen Yang harvested more than 300 kinds of medicinal herbs for refining Grade 4 Pills and above in the eastern region of the Monster Mountain Range, and also obtained more than a dozen 4-Tier or 5-Tier Magic Cores. In short, he made a fortune.
Aside from these, Chen Yang's biggest gain was the improvement in his cultivation level.
That night, he randomly found a cave, and when he woke up, he discovered that he had become an 8-Star Dou Huang.
'To break through to a higher level while sleeping… This Nine Yang Divine Body is probably no less impressive than the divine bloodlines of the eight ancient clans, right?'
Chen Yang estimated that only the direct bloodline of the Dou Di was qualified to compare with his Nine Yang Divine Body.
'Throughout my life, I have walked on thin ice. My ability to become an 8-Star Dou Huang is entirely due to my own efforts!'
Chen Yang stretched and sighed. 'How can working hard and getting ahead not be considered hard work?'
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Just as Chen Yang broke through to the 8-Star Dou Huang level, Xiao Yan's cultivation was also quite effective. His Dou Qi cultivation had reached the edge of the 7-Star Dou Shi level, and his alchemy skills had also improved considerably. However, he was still some distance away from becoming a Grade 3 Alchemist.
The Low-Level Yellow Rank Fen Jue was the biggest obstacle for him to become a Grade 3 Alchemist.
'I need to finish my cultivation as soon as possible, and then go find the Heavenly Flame. I've really had enough of this Fen Jue!' Xiao Yan muttered to himself, then continued to cultivate his Dou Techniques.
With his current cultivation level of a 6-Star Dou Shi and physical attributes comparable to a 3-Tier Magical Beast, using the Flame Splitting Tsunami Ruler wouldn't leave him completely exhausted.
On the contrary, the increased strength of his physical body allowed him to be more unrestrained when using Dou Techniques.
'It's been more than two months since we came out. Xun'er and the others should have arrived at Canaan Academy by now, right?' Xiao Yan swung the Xuan Heavy Ruler a few times, then leaned against a big tree, panting heavily, and muttered to himself.
"What? Thinking about your little girlfriend again?" Yao Lao floated out, looked at Xiao Yan and asked with a smile.
"Teacher!!!" Xiao Yan blushed deeply after being amused by Yao Lao, and a rare youthful look appeared on his usually resolute face.
"Let him think about it, it's not shameful. Back in my day… cough cough…" Yao Lao was about to brag to Xiao Yan, but then he suddenly remembered that he was now Xiao Yan's Teacher and had to maintain a certain level of dignity.
"Hehe, Teacher, tell me your story with your wife!" Xiao Yan immediately became interested and sat cross-legged to listen to the story.
"Go away, go away! Why are you asking about all that stuff? Don't you know what it means to respect your Teacher?" Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan, laughing and scolding him, but a trace of loneliness flashed through his heart.
Whether it was Hu Jiujiu or Han Shanshan, they were both pains he could never erase from his heart.
Not to mention the Green Fairy of the Flower Sect and the Black Robe of the Pill Tower!
Looking at the silent Yao Lao, Xiao Yan understood. If his Teacher was in such a terrible state, his Teacher's wife was probably no longer alive either.
To ease Yao Lao's grief, Xiao Yan changed the subject. "Teacher, is it possible for you to be resurrected in your current soul form?"
Before transmigrating, Xiao Yan knew some mythical stories about reincarnation and resurrection.
'Since such myths existed, there was no reason why the people on the Dou Qi Continent couldn't be resurrected!'
"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
The old apothecary stroked his beard, floated to the ground, sat cross-legged, and looked at his disciple in front of him, asking a question.
"Logically speaking, since your soul is so powerful, wouldn't it be possible to possess a body if you found someone who had recently died and forcibly took over their body?" Xiao Yan told Yao Lao his thoughts.
"Hehe… you naughty boy, your idea is quite good, but resurrection is not so easy!" Old Yao sighed.
'Does the Teacher mean there's a way to revive?' Xiao Yan's eyes lit up immediately.
Seeing Xiao Yan's reaction, Yao Lao's lips moved, and he hesitated several times before finally seeing Xiao Yan's expectant expression. He sighed helplessly and said, "In the history of the Dou Qi Continent, no one has ever been able to come back to life. Someone like me is just barely clinging to life."
After speaking, Yao Lao paused for a second, looked at Xiao Yan with a hint of guilt, and said, "Actually, I had my own selfish reasons for letting you cultivate the Fen Jue. The Fen Jue records that if someone can possess three different kinds of Heavenly Flames, plus the skeleton of at least a Dou Zong level expert, a Bone-Growing and Blood-Melting Pill, and the essence and bloodline of a 7-Tier Magical Beast, it is possible to refine a body that my soul can attach to. In that case, it can be considered a form of resurrection!"
Seeing Xiao Yan's somewhat surprised expression, Yao Lao felt even more guilty. "Xiao Yan, it's not too late for you to give up the Fen Jue now. Your Master won't…"
"Teacher!!!" Before Yao Lao could finish speaking, Xiao Yan interrupted him.
… Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan with complicated eyes. He had raised Han Feng, that traitor, in the first half of his life. How could he not be wary when he met Xiao Yan again? However, after more than three years of observation and more than a year of getting along, he felt that Xiao Yan was a child with a very good character.
The old master felt somewhat guilty for saying those words today.
"Teacher, why didn't you tell me the function of the Fen Jue sooner?" Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao and asked seriously.
The old medicine doctor: ???
Xiao Yan stood up abruptly. "Teacher, since the Fen Jue can revive you, how could I possibly give it up!"
Xiao Yan walked up to Yao Lao, only about twenty centimeters away from him. "Teacher, please rest assured, I will definitely master the Fen Jue and bring you back to life, even if it costs me my life."
The old doctor was stunned. He looked at Xiao Yan, whose eyes were resolute, as if he were getting to know Xiao Yan all over again.
Feeling a little awkward, Yao Lao immediately turned around, wanting to look up and stop his tears, but then he remembered that he didn't have any tears in his current state.
"You brat, what are you talking about sacrificing your life for? Your life is far more precious than mine," Yao Lao scolded Xiao Yan, feigning anger.
"Hehe…" Xiao Yan scratched his head, about to say something, when suddenly, a voice like muffled thunder exploded in the air.
Immediately following was a roar of fury from a lion, accompanied by a violent energy surge that swept through the air.
"What happened?" Xiao Yan hurriedly picked up the Xuan Heavy Ruler and stared intently in the direction of the voice.
"A 6-Tier Magical Beast, the Amethyst Winged Lion King? Who has designs on it?" The old apothecary muttered in confusion, looking at the fleeting figure of the woman in the white dress in the distant sky…