Immortal God of War-Chapter 908 - 867: Beat Him to Death—I’ll Take Responsibility!

Chapter 908: Chapter 867: Beat Him to Death—I’ll Take Responsibility!

"Hurry up."

Qin Feiyang urged.

In this current era, Dragon Blood is extremely rare.

Even if you have power and influence, you cannot obtain it.

And those ten drops of Dragon Blood were exchanged from Sun Dahai after much difficulty.

Such important things, how could they be lost?

This bastard truly is becoming more and more unreliable.

"I can’t remember."

A moment passed.

Fatty looked timidly at Qin Feiyang, shaking his head.

"You..."

Qin Feiyang was about to get angry, but suddenly he noticed a hint of mischief hidden in Fatty’s eyes.

"Playing with me?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned, face turning serious, "Give me the Qiankun Bag, I’ll find it myself."

"I really don’t have it."

Fatty’s expression turned flustered, quickly claiming.

"Give it to me!"

Qin Feiyang’s gaze became increasingly cold, his tone leaving no room for dissent.

Fatty whined, "Why don’t you believe Master Fatty? When has Master Fatty ever deceived you?"

"Still pretending?"

"Do you need a beating?"

Qin Feiyang’s face darkened, slapped Fatty on the forehead, angrily saying, "Quickly take it out!"

Fatty’s neck shrank back, grinning awkwardly, "You caught me!"

"Why don’t you look in a puddle at yourself, do you think you’re cut out for acting?"

Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes.

But inwardly, he quite admired Fatty’s acting skills.

Because at first, he really was shocked.

Only because later, Fatty saw he believed it, got a bit carried away, and exposed a flaw, otherwise he would have been kept in the dark.

Having been exposed by Qin Feiyang, Fatty’s expression was quite awkward, but he obediently took out a jade bottle.

The jade bottle was small, about as thick as a pinky finger, containing half a bottle of liquid.

"Do it like this again next time, don’t blame me for being rude to you."

Qin Feiyang snatched the jade bottle, glaring fiercely at Fatty, then took out a drop of Dragon Blood, and handed the jade bottle back to Fatty, before stepping over to the Pill Furnace.

"It was just a joke, really."

Fatty mumbled, looking quite aggrieved.

Beside him, Yan Wei couldn’t help but shake his head, then turned to look at Qin Feiyang’s back, his face full of anticipation.

And Qin Feiyang stood in front of the Pill Furnace, but didn’t immediately start the alchemy, instead he closed his eyes to calm his mind.

Because the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill was the first time he attempted to refine it, he couldn’t afford any carelessness.

However, he wasn’t overly worried either.

According to the Elixir Scripture, the difficulty of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill and the Small Creation Pill is similar.

Having experience in refining the Small Creation Pill, now refining the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill should succeed as long as he handles it carefully.

Shua!

Several hundred breaths passed.

Qin Feiyang finally opened his eyes, his entire body and mind had entered a state of serene calm.

Huala!

Spiritual power also surged from the top of the head, rushing toward the White Bone Flames.

While Qin Feiyang was refining the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, in a number one alchemy room in the second tower.

A black-clad youth was standing in the alchemy chamber, focusing intensely on the alchemy.

This person, about one point eight meters tall, upright like a pine, hair black as a waterfall, facial features sharp as if carved, exuding a fierce aura all over.

And in the rest area of this alchemy room, a white-clad youth was pacing back and forth, his face extremely sullen.

It was Wu Yang!

"The more I think about it, the angrier I get."

"I personally went to invite them, already showing enough respect, yet they still refused me?"

"Brother Shan, if this frustration isn’t vented, it will keep bothering me."

Wu Yang walked to the alchemy chamber door, looked at the black-clad youth, and said gloomily.

"Elder Wu was initially arranging for them to go to the First Tower, so their actions aren’t wrong, why are you upset?"

The black-clad youth replied while alchemy, smiling lightly, though a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"But their actions showed they had little regard for us!"

Wu Yang said angrily.

"They haven’t regard for Fu An-shan and the High Priest of the Sky Scorpio Tribe, let alone us."

"Alright, quiet down a bit, don’t disturb my alchemy."

The black-clad youth said.

Wu Yang furrowed his brows, walked to the black-clad youth, looked at the Spiritual Liquid floating in the Pill Furnace, and asked suspiciously, "What kind of elixir are you refining?"

"You’ll find out soon."

The black-clad youth replied mysteriously with a smile.

Moments later.

A dazzling elixir emerged from the Pill Furnace, the black-clad youth reached out and grabbed it.

"What is it?"

Wu Yang was extremely curious.

The black-clad youth opened his palm.

"This..."

Wu Yang looked in astonishment at the elixir.

The elixir had three Elixir Patterns, entirely blood-red, as if forged from blood and flesh, emanating an intensely pungent bloody scent.

"Not bad, right!"

The black-clad youth said with a smile.

Wu Yang swallowed hard, speaking with difficulty, "Brother Shan, aren’t you afraid of the Law Enforcement Elder finding out about refining such elixirs?"

The black-clad youth chuckled softly, "If you don’t say, I don’t say, who will find out?"

"However, the General Tower has strict rules prohibiting refining such elixirs!"

"If someone finds out, it’s not merely about being expelled from the Elixir Tower, it might implicate our entire Kirin Tribe."

Wu Yang worriedly said.

"Relax, I’ve done it discreetly, no one will know."

The black-clad youth smiled confidently, and directly tossed the elixir into his mouth.

An astonishing scene unfolded.

After taking the elixir, the black-clad youth’s aura surprisingly strengthened instantly.

Though faint, it undeniably existed!

"See, isn’t this a miraculous elixir."

"Just keep taking it, soon enough I’ll reach the realm of War Saint!"

Speaking, the black-clad youth’s hands clenched tight, eyes filled with yearning.

"Brother Shan, this elixir indeed is potent, can rapidly boost your power, but it’s truly risky, you must think it over!"

Wu Yang anxiously advised, speaking earnestly.

"Why are you so indecisive?"

"Let me tell you, not only will I take this elixir, but you will too."

The young man in black said in a deep voice.

"These pills are made from human flesh and blood. I can’t bring myself to consume them."

Wu Yang’s face paled, and he shook his head.

"Useless!"

"Don’t you understand the law of the jungle?"

"If you want to become strong, you have to do whatever it takes."

"Besides, doing this is for your own good."

"Once I break through to War Saint and enter the holy land, the King’s position will be vacant."

"And now, our second tower has thousands of Nine-Star War Ancestors; they’ve been eyeing the King’s position."

"But you are only an Eight-Star War Ancestor now."

"If you don’t find another way, you won’t be able to break through to Nine-Star War Ancestor before I leave."

"Think about it, with your Eight-Star War Ancestor cultivation, how can you compete for the King’s position with them?"

The young man in black said.

"This..."

Wu Yang hesitated.

"Brother, though we’re not blood brothers, we’re both from the Kirin Tribe. You should know I harbor no ill will towards you."

"You should also know that every one of our ten super tribes occupies two King positions in the General Tower."

"If you haven’t become the King of the second tower after I leave, this balance will be broken."

"By then, our disciples from the Kirin Tribe will definitely be oppressed by people from other tribes."

"So, the King’s position of the second tower must belong to someone from the Kirin Tribe, understand?"

The young man in black spoke meaningfully.

Wu Yang frowned and asked, "When did you start crafting such pills?"

"Three years ago."

The young man in black said.

"It’s been that long?"

Wu Yang was shocked.

The young man in black laughed, "Three whole years without anyone discovering, haven’t I done it quite secretly?"

"Yes."

Wu Yang nodded and asked again, "Where do you usually go to find prey?"

"Certainly not in the Divine City, and especially not in the General Tower. I always go outside the city to hunt for prey."

"Just rest assured and don’t worry about it."

"There are countless people in the Central Divine Nation, deaths happen every day, and no one pays attention."

The young man in black smiled faintly.

Wu Yang took a deep breath and nodded, "Alright, I’ll listen to you."

"That’s more like it!"

The young man in black laughed heartily, feeling very pleased.

Wu Yang scratched his head and smiled, then suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, "If there’s a chance, I want to turn those bastards Ancestor Mu and Qin Daye into pills too!"

"Don’t rush it."

"Everything is possible."

"Come on, let’s go outside the city to find prey now."

The young man in black patted Wu Yang on the shoulder and then opened a teleportation portal. The two walked into it one after the other.

This young man in black was none other than the King of the second tower, Wu Shan!

...

First Tower.

Room number ten for Alchemy.

Qin Feiyang’s crafting of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill reached its critical stage.

Merging Spiritual Liquid!

From the beginning to the end, neither Fatty nor Yan Wei said a word.

They even lowered their breathing as much as possible, fearing to disturb Qin Feiyang.

Within the Pill Furnace, under Qin Feiyang’s control through spiritual power, droplets of Spiritual Liquid continuously merged.

Everything went smoothly.

But just as all the Spiritual Liquid was about to merge successfully, thud thud thud, a series of hurried knocks suddenly sounded.

Immediately.

The Spiritual Liquid inside the Pill Furnace went into chaos.

Boom!

In the next moment!

A loud explosion erupted in the alchemy room, and thick smoke rose rapidly, engulfing the entire room.

"That bastard..."

Qin Feiyang’s angry roar followed suit in the alchemy room.

Whoosh!!

Two figures fled the alchemy room and stood in the lounge outside.

It was Fatty and Yan Wei.

Both looked ashen-faced, but their fury was undeniable.

Tap!!

Accompanied by footsteps, Qin Feiyang also emerged from the alchemy room.

His clothes were in tatters and beyond repair.

His hair was disheveled.

His face was covered in black soot.

He looked even more miserable than Yan Wei and Fatty.

With a gloomy expression, he approached the door of the alchemy room and opened the stone door, revealing Mu Qing standing at the entrance.

"Uh!"

Seeing Qin Feiyang’s appearance, Mu Qing’s expression was one of astonishment.

"Haha..."

"What are you doing?"

"Ending up in this state?"

"It’s just too funny..."

"Stay still; I have to capture your current look and show it to your friends for a good laugh..."

"Haha..."

Soon after. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Mu Qing burst into laughter, bending forward in delight, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Qin Feiyang’s face grew darker.

His eyes seemed ready to consume someone.

Moments later.

Seeing Qin Feiyang’s silence, Mu Qing found it uninteresting, stopped mocking, and asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Do you really have the nerve to ask what happened?"

Without suspense.

Qin Feiyang was enraged, dragging Mu Qing into the alchemy room, slamming the stone door shut.

"Beat him up, I’ll take responsibility if anything happens!"

After that.

A furious shout rang through the alchemy room, followed by a series of wailing cries.