Xilan City, Qin Mansion.

The atmosphere here is still very harmonious.

Yin Tiantian is in high spirits now, and she feels that she is very capable of fighting.

"Junior brother, you're really something! I feel like I'm bursting with power right now, I could take on ten of them."

Qin Feng smiled mischievously.

"Shall we exchange a few blows?"

Yin Tiantian said irritably, "How can you talk about your senior sister like that? Don't you know your own cultivation level? A dignified Golden Core cultivator wants to fight a Qi Refining stage noob like me? See if you think you're so great."

"Senior sister, I've discovered a way to guarantee you first place?"

Yin Tiantian was overjoyed. This marrow cleansing treatment filled her with confidence in Qin Feng, and she quickly asked:

"What method? Tell me quickly."

"You really want to know?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."

"It's actually very simple, just change the competition rules."

Yin Tiantian sensed something was off, but still asked curiously, "Please continue."

"If we change the competition to a shouting match, you'll definitely take first place."

Yin Tiantian immediately became furious and pointed at Qin Feng, cursing him.

"Qin Feng, you heartless bastard! Have you forgotten who treated you so well in the sect? Now you think you're all grown up, huh? You dare to mock me."

Leng Yuexi couldn't help but giggle.

Qin Feng suddenly became serious and said, "Senior sister, to be honest, there are no shortcuts to cultivation. You still have to rely on yourself to take it one step at a time. You reap what you sow. Focus on your cultivation and don't think about those other things."

Yin Tiantian immediately became unhappy.

"Junior brother, I agree with anyone who says this, but not you. Look at how many days it took you to go from the first level of Qi Refining to the Golden Core stage."

You call this taking one step at a time? This is like climbing to the sky in one leap!

Qin Feng was speechless for a moment and could not refute it.

Is it a mistake for him to be outstanding?

Let him continue making the same mistake.

...

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Feiwu waited quietly for Peng Kun inside the cave.

He was delighted, for his Uncle Peng was an elder at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, who, in addition to his advanced cultivation, was also skilled in alchemy.

Dao Yufei also wanted Wang Feiwu to spend more time with Peng Kun so that they could become more familiar with each other and Wang Feiwu would be able to ask for help with any pills he needed in the future.

The door to the alchemy room was flung open, and Peng Kun walked out with a smile.

Seeing his expression, Wang Feiwu knew that the alchemy process had gone very smoothly.

"Congratulations, Uncle-Master, on your further advancement in alchemy."

"Haha, stop flattering me, let's hurry back."

"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Uncle-Master. Um, may I ask what kind of pill you're refining this time?"

Peng Kun was also very proud and satisfied with his masterpiece, laughing and scolding:

"You're quite curious, kid. I might as well tell you. I've made a new attempt this time. It's a kind of pill that can improve a cultivator's physique."

Wang Feiwu was startled.

"It can improve a cultivator's physique? That's amazing?"

Seeing his expression, Peng Kun became even more smug.

"Indeed, I obtained an incomplete ancient elixir formula before. After more than ten years of experimentation, I have achieved some results today. However, the efficacy of this medicine varies from person to person and will not allow a mortal to directly become an immortal or a god."

However, at the very least, it can clear the meridians and widen the energy channels, allowing for better breathing and exhalation. This kind of elixir is usually used by powerful sects to train their disciples. I was just curious and wanted to try it, and I didn't expect to succeed.

Looking at the beaming Peng Kun, Wang Feiwu knew that he had succeeded completely, and that some of the achievements were just humble words.

"Congratulations, Uncle Peng."

"Haha, let's go. When we get back, I will donate this pill formula to the sect. It will be my contribution to the Overlord Blade Sect."

Peng Kun nodded. This Uncle Peng was truly loyal to the sect.

The two walked towards the mountain gate.

They hadn't gone far from the Overlord Blade Sect when they were stopped by someone.

The person who arrived was Li Si, sent by Crown Prince Ji Tai Mei.

Li Si, with his early Golden Core cultivation and the aid of a flying boat, quickly arrived at the Overlord Blade Sect.

The crown prince gave him a portrait of Wang Feiwu, intending to use him as a tool to kill someone.

What a coincidence! They ran into each other before even entering the mountain gate. One was the person in question, and the other was Peng Kun, whom he knew. He quickly greeted him.

"Is that Fellow Daoist Peng Kun ahead? I am Li Si. Please wait, fellow Daoists."

Peng Kun and Wang Feiwu looked at Li Si on the airship with some doubt.

Peng Kun and Li Si hadn't seen each other for many years, and Peng Kun didn't recognize her at first. He murmured, "Li Si, Li Si, why does she look so familiar?"

Li Si disembarked from the flying boat, approached the two men, and bowed.

"My name is Li Si. I have met Fellow Daoist Peng and Young Friend Wang."

Wang Feiwu was startled; he didn't recognize this Li Si. He glanced at Peng Kun and asked with some confusion:

"You're too kind, senior. Do you know me?"

Li Si chuckled and said, "Who doesn't know that you are Wang Feiwu, the beloved disciple of the Grand Elder of the Overlord Blade Sect?"

Wang Feiwu just smiled politely; he wasn't going to be overwhelmed by such flattery.

Peng Kun snapped out of his daze, remembered who Li Si was, and asked with some surprise:

"Are you Li Si from the Li family?"

Upon hearing this, Li Si's expression darkened, and he said bitterly, "I have already left the Li family and have nothing to do with them anymore."

Peng Kun seemed to have thought of something as well, and asked, "Is it because of that incident a few years ago?"

Li Si nodded, not wanting to discuss the matter further.

"I suppose so, but I've come to see you two today because I have something to tell my nephew, Wang."

Wang Feiwu and Peng Kun exchanged a glance, each with their own suspicions.

Li Si continued, "Nephew Wang, do you know that the Wang family of Yin'an City has been wiped out?"

He kept a close eye on Wang Feiwu's expression and noticed that the latter was not furious, but rather exuded a chilling killing intent, as if he had known all along.

Li Si didn't take it to heart. It was better to know earlier, so he could save himself some trouble.

Wang Feiwu said fiercely, "I know, it was Qin Feng who did it. To be honest, senior, I was just about to go with my uncle to settle this matter and put an end to this."

Li Si was delighted upon hearing this. The Crown Prince was right; the Tyrant Blade Sect could be put to use.

Peng Kun then interjected, "Li Si, we haven't seen each other for many years. Did you come here just to tell my nephew about this?"

Li Si's expression turned serious, and he immediately spoke with righteous indignation:

"This Qin Feng has committed numerous evils and acted recklessly in Ning Kingdom. I am here on His Highness the Crown Prince's orders to inform my nephew about this matter and to work with your clan to investigate Qin Feng."

Wang Feiwu and Peng Kun exchanged a glance, unconcerned about Li Si's words.

His Highness the Crown Prince wouldn't be so kind as to do anything chivalrous; it's probably because Qin Feng offended him.

But none of that matters. The most important thing is that they can join forces now.

Although Wang Feiwu felt that having his Uncle Peng Kun was enough, he didn't mind having an ally for added security.

The three hit it off immediately and joined forces.

"Thank you for your trouble, Senior Li."

"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Li. Your kindness is great, as is the Crown Prince's."

The three of them boarded Li Si's flying boat and headed towards Xilan City.