Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Because all those ancient texts say that as long as any of the seven spirits is missing, death is inevitable. There's no luck involved.

Chu Feng was not very familiar with the metaphysics of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits before.

This time, he took a harsh cram session, reading books all related to the Three Souls and Seven Spirits.

The more he knew, the more frightened and helpless he felt.

Previously, due to ignorance, he always thought losing one spirit among the seven was no big deal. After all, even if the soul scattered, Chu Feng's Reviving Elixir could bring someone back.

Now that he knows more, he realizes how arrogant and ignorant he was.

A scattered soul can be gathered; a destroyed spirit is surely dead.

This is a saying from the ancient texts. It's verified by countless examples from the past.

Li Shishi has been exhausting herself these days, searching for Blood Ginseng. She's been running around, using all her resources, trying every means to track down the whereabouts of Blood Ginseng.

Unfortunately, until now, she hasn't found any substantive valuable information.

Blood Ginseng is too evil, too defiant of the natural order, intolerable to the world.

Finding a stalk of Blood Ginseng over ten thousand years old is harder than ascending to heaven.

"Chu Feng, get out here and meet your death!" A thunderous shout, like rolling Heavenly Thunder, erupted, audible not just in the courtyard of Longevity Hall but to half of Baihu City.

"I want to see who dares to come and stir trouble in my Longevity Hall?" Chu Feng was already in a bad mood, and hearing someone provoking outside made him instantly angry.

His figure flashed, and he flew out.

Arriving outside Longevity Hall, he immediately saw the two leaders of the Evil Tiger Gang confronting a group.

The enemy leader, with a "川" shaped brows, roughly forty years old, appeared extremely overbearing.

Facing the two leaders of the Evil Tiger Gang, he showed total contempt, completely indifferent.

"Careful, Dean, that young man is the owner of Longevity Hall—Chu Feng!" Several Alchemy Venerates actually recognized Chu Feng.

Indeed, who in Baihu City doesn't know the owner of Longevity Hall these days?

His uproar at the branch of Alchemy Venerate Academy was enough to make every bystander remember his face.

Even the strongest royal family expert of the Divine Baihu Kingdom, Prince Bai Xiansheng, had failed to deal with Chu Feng.

Chu Feng had publicly challenged Wushou Dan Venerate, one of the three leaders of Shennong Mountain, to an Alchemy Battle. Making people forget him would be difficult.

"Are you Chu Feng? Why did you take Dean Hong of Alchemy Venerate Academy and make him kneel outside for public display?"

"As Dean today, I must restore face for our Alchemy Venerate Academy! Fight me!"

Dean Li indeed had character; upon meeting, without a word of nonsense, he was ready to teach Chu Feng a lesson.

One aspect deserves praise.

Even when preparing to fight Chu Feng, he didn't suddenly attack; instead, he gracefully allowed Chu Feng to make the first move.

"The Dean of Alchemy Venerate Academy? Could it be Medicine God Li Junmu?" Chu Feng rarely respects anyone, especially in the realm of Alchemy Dao. Few are worthy to be his opponents.

Li Junmu from Alchemy Venerate Academy was one such person.

Years ago, at the Alchemy Dao summit, although Chu Feng didn't face Li Junmu directly, he heard of his prowess.

It's said his alchemy skills are highly impressive, and he has a unique approach to cultivating medicinal herbs.

Chu Feng has admired him for a long time but never had a chance to meet.

During the Alchemy Dao summit, a peculiar medicinal herb was exhibited, crafted by Li Junmu.

He couldn't attend personally due to matters, so he sent his disciple along with the herb he personally nurtured to compete.

A small herb suppressed all directions, winning the championship directly.

Thus, it left a deep impression on Chu Feng.

It was at that moment Chu Feng realized that there are always greater challenges beyond one's own realm.

"No more useless talk, attack!" Li Junmu looked impatient and somewhat mocking. "If you want to make amends and ask this Dean for leniency, okay, then kneel over there for a year."

Li Junmu thought Chu Feng sought closeness, trying to ally and plead.

"If Dean Li says so, then I'll be rude!" Chu Feng, proud to his core, seeing the opponent speak so, he immediately didn't waste words.

His figure flashed, rushing toward Li Junmu.

"Hmph, just a mere Three-star Sword God, dare to confront this Dean? Such arrogance. You better let your refined corpse attack, else you won't have another chance."

Li Junmu showed utter contempt, taking no heed of Chu Feng.

He, with such formidable Alchemy Dao skills, could easily acquire powerful swordsmanship or equipment.

In front of Li Junmu appeared a forest of swords, like rows of steel soldiers guarding the frontline.

Chu Feng's sword light fiercely sliced at Li Junmu's defensive sword light, like an ant trying to shake a tree, utterly unable to budge him.

"Break!"

Chu Feng refused to believe this, activating Nine Meridians Move Together, Hymn Sword Soul, Transformation Sword Soul, and Qiankun Sword Soul, all materializing with full force. The sword light he unleashed carried a hint of color.

This was the unique power of Immortal Sword Technique.

Theoretically, it was even stronger than the Supreme Sword God's Divine Sword Light.

However, due to Chu Feng's weak cultivation, he couldn't showcase the potential of Immortal Sword Technique, so his sword light was only faintly colored.

Burst!

Li Junmu's eyes narrowed slightly because Chu Feng's Demon Slaying Sword ruthlessly tore through his defense.

One must know, Li Junmu was a First Tribulation Supreme Sword God, and quite strong at that.

His equipment was extremely advanced.

The divine weapon in his hand was not only a Heavenly Divine Weapon but also a top-grade Heavenly Divine Weapon.

Under full defense, even opponents of the same level would find it difficult to break through his defense with a single strike. Yet Chu Feng did.

This was beyond his comprehension.

"There's indeed something about you; this Dean can now attack!" Li Junmu's gaze turned cold, as a small grass sword soul appeared over his head.

It might look unremarkable, but it exuded an indomitable vigor against the elements and storms.

Strong grasses are known in the gust.

This grass sword soul was undoubtedly extraordinary.

"Slash!"

Li Junmu slashed forward; the swordsmanship was highly advanced, and by Chu Feng's judging ability, Li Junmu's showcased sword technique should be the Immortal Sword Technique. However, he seemed not to have fully grasped it, barely exhibiting it without achieving even ten percent of its power.

The comprehension difficulty of Immortal Sword Technique is absolutely Hell Level.

No one is perfect.

Li Junmu unrivaled in Alchemy Dao, was equally excellent in Sword Dao.

Yet in comprehending sword techniques, he appeared weaker.

His other talents were not as outstanding.

"Resist Golden Light!"

Chu Feng's Unmovable Ming King Sword Soul was now in its ultimate form. It had reached the limits of Saint-level Sword Technique.

If further breakthroughs occurred, it would certainly achieve Immortal Level.

However, reaching this would be even more challenging than comprehending Immortal Sword Technique. Because it involved creating a self-originated Immortal-level Defensive Sword Technique.