The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

Hua Shengmi almost got Lin Feng killed due to a mistake, feeling deeply apologetic.

This situation was indeed his mistake, but fortunately, the outcome was good, or else it would have been disastrous.

Lin Feng felt a tinge of Xuanhuang Qi infiltrating his body, nourishing it and initiating a transformation.

"What’s happening?" Lin Feng asked, observing everything.

"This is the radiance emitted by the Spirit Tree not only mending your body but its power is so advanced that it’s akin to refining your body anew," Hua Shengmi explained.

"Moreover, when your body was damaged, it incorporated Xuanhuang Qi, allowing your body to fully embrace it. Congratulations, you can absorb Xuanhuang Qi in the future," Hua Shengmi congratulated.

"You mean absorbing Xuanhuang Qi won’t be as difficult as last time, right?" Lin Feng queried.

"That should be the case, and you can also utilize Xuanhuang Qi for protection or attacking opponents, basically refining a Spiritual Artifact in yourself."

Hua Shengmi tried to explain in simple terms and exclaimed, "No wonder it’s the treasure left by the Green Emperor, truly profound, it must be a Divine Weapon that ordinary ones absolutely can’t compare."

"Indeed, one of the strongest figures in history," Lin Feng said with a playful smile.

While Lin Feng was in secluded cultivation, Han Yan arrived at the Alchemy Room planning to refine some elixirs, observing the spiritual power waves emitted by the Bihua Spirit Liquid, with flames suddenly appearing at her fingertips.

This flame had an unusual color compared to normal ones; it was the Ice Heart Flame cultivated by Han Yan through the Ice Heart Technique, considered extremely potent, not only for refining elixirs but sealing the elixirs immediately upon formation to prevent dissipation.

Furthermore, it could be used with great effect against enemies, being a kind of Abnormal Fire, although this Abnormal Fire was cultivated postnatally.

The Ice Heart Flame quietly flickered, white flames illuminating Han Yan’s stunning face, then she took out a rare medicinal herb to meld.

The Longevity Pill isn’t exceedingly difficult to refine, it’s just that the main ingredient is hard to find, the Bihua Spirit Liquid rests within Biyao, and during her initial entry, Han Yan couldn’t find it, returning disappointed.

Now Lin Feng has discovered the elixir, Han Yan naturally committed herself to refine it, fulfilling a personal wish.

Next morning, Han Yan went to Lin Feng’s room to invite him for a meal, as she had successfully refined the elixir by midnight.

Their rooms were adjacent, so Han Yan knocked on the door, witnessing Lin Feng step out, dressed in moon-white attire, adding a touch of elegance, with a gentle smile at the corners of his mouth and an ethereal aura, making Han Yan momentarily dazed before she regained her senses.

"Senior Sister, you’re here," Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, this is the elixir I refined last night," Han Yan handed the elixir to Lin Feng, frozen within a vial, whose chill startled Lin Feng as he said, "Senior Sister, you’ve succeeded in producing the Ice Heart Flame."

Lin Feng had heard Han Yan mention the Ice Heart Flame before, renowned as one of the sect’s ultimate skills, surprisingly Han Yan had achieved it.

Han Yan responded indifferently, "I received news at home where someone discovered Ice Heart Jade in the Endless Sea, thus achieving success."

Ice Heart Jade, one of the rarest treasures, essential for cultivating ice-attribute techniques, and instrumental for cultivating some superior ice martial techniques, considered a top treasure amongst martial artists.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister, with Ice Heart Jade, your cultivation will be smooth sailing," Lin Feng congratulated.

"There’s nothing to congratulate; it’s merely luck, and obtaining Ice Heart Jade only allows for cultivating ice techniques," Han Yan shook her head.

They walked side by side within the Han mansion; upon arrival yesterday, Ye Feng had not fully appreciated it, only hurriedly following Senior Sister to refine Xuanhuang Qi.

The layout of the Han mansion was superb, with artificial hills and water everywhere, plus the surrounding houses were orderly situated, providing a harmonious feeling."

At this time, the old butler of the Han family approached Han Yan cordially, "Miss, the master wishes for this gentleman to meet him in the main hall."

Upon hearing her father wanted to see Lin Feng, Han Yan’s expression subtly shifted, glancing at Lin Feng she said, "Well, you should go, my father wishes to see you."

Regarding her father’s intentions, Han Yan was naturally aware, choosing not to accompany Lin Feng to avoid potential awkwardness, thus letting Lin Feng go alone.

Lin Feng didn’t mind meeting the Han Family Head; after all, visiting another’s home warrants meeting the head, it’s customary.

He followed the old butler towards the main hall, the butler, noticing Lin Feng’s bearing, marvelled privately, thinking, no wonder he’s a disciple of the Star-Gazing Pavilion, indeed remarkable, each of his actions subtly integrates with the surroundings, appearing unfathomable, the Miss surely had discerned well.

The Han Family Head was sitting in the main hall, a round table laid with breakfast before him, with a large banner behind inscribed "Guard the Center," supposedly penned by Han ancestors, with an accompanying cursive script below, the famous Cold River Scroll, rumored that the ancestor excelled in the Seven Spirit Knot, masterfully skilled with the Cold Ice Palm, nicknamed "Ice Seal Thousand Miles."

Mastering the Cold Ice Palm was formidable, its three ultimate techniques deemed Earth Rank Martial Techniques.

This fortified the Han family’s foundation, leading to its prominence, while the Cold River Scroll, viewed as an interest’s work of the ancestor, purportedly embodies his martial arts inscribed in it, declaring: "If any future generation can replicate the Cold River Scroll perfectly, they will undoubtedly break through to the Five Spirit Knot."

Past generations of the Han family disciples inevitably observed the Cold River Scroll, comprehending the essence of the Cold Ice Palm, though true understanding remains scarce?

The Han family discovered the Cold River Scroll provided minimal assistance for enhancing martial cultivation, thus it was hung in the hall, both as a display of pride and a foundation to impress outsiders.

Lin Feng, guided by the old butler, entered the hall, noticing the Han Family Head smilingly seated at the main position, observing him.

"My dear nephew comes, sit down, I specifically had a breakfast prepared. Please don’t stand on ceremony," the Han Family Head welcomed, finding Lin Feng’s demeanor commendable, subtle yet enchanting, akin to otherworldly.

Lin Feng sat down comfortably.

"Greetings, Uncle Han," since addressed as nephew, Lin Feng could only reciprocate as uncle.

The Han Family Head nodded approvingly, "My nephew, please enjoy the breakfast first, then we’ll discuss any matters afterward."

Alright then, evidently the Han Family Head intended to test him. Lin Feng understood, yet remained indifferent, aware that Han Yan, despite her status being akin to the Third Spirit Realm cultivations, was a Pill Master, rendering her more esteemed than mere martial artists.

Should Han Yan return to the Star-Gazing Pavilion now, she would undoubtedly assume an Elder’s role.

Breakfast was simple, consisting of steamed buns, porridge, and several dishes of pickles.

Lin Feng ate heartily, the buns were deliciously stuffed with three fresh ingredients, the porridge a seafood variant, flavorful pickles accompanied, and Lin Feng ate without qualms.

The Han Family Head merely watched quietly, for though the food was delicious, having consumed it for decades, it was quite mundane by now.

Today’s meal was purely for testing Lin Feng, otherwise, he’d omit breakfast entirely, sustaining on a bowl of ginseng tea. What need was there for more?