Chapter 1036: Outbreak of a Major Incident

The old man held the large, dark elixir with both hands, feeling dizzy. "It's so big, how am I supposed to eat it?" he wondered.

If his soul hadn't been severely damaged years ago and remained unhealed, he wouldn't have been so conflicted yet eager.

Finally, the old man threw caution to the wind, opened his mouth, and bit into it!

While others could simply open their mouths and swallow pills, he had to bite and chew this one mouthful by mouthful, as if gnawing on an extra-large black bun.

The sensation was indescribable!

After that bite, the old man's mouth was covered in black, a first for him. But in an instant, his cheeks puffed out and his eyes widened.

"Why... does it taste damp?" he mumbled indistinctly.

Chu Feng calmly explained, "It's a freshly refined Minor Heavenly Elixir, so it's naturally still fresh."

The old man stared at him, his expression shifting. Many elixirs were crystal clear and appealing, and even those that looked ordinary, having returned to their natural state, were as hard as fine iron and could be preserved for a long time. They certainly shouldn't be damp.

Seeing his expression, Chu Feng added, "I was afraid of making you wait too long, so I was a bit rushed when collecting the essence; it wasn't completely thorough."

The old man hesitated, deeply suspicious, wanting to spit it all out. He felt he had been too eager and had taken the medicine too rashly.

Chu Feng, displeased, said, "If you're not going to eat it, then spit it out. Actually, if you just eat a little and test its effects, you'll know."

The old man gritted his teeth, decisive, and swallowed that mouthful. He was confident that even if there was a problem, he could expel it from his body.

"Oh, it really works! My tattered soul feels much better," he exclaimed in surprise, as the effects were immediate.

Then, holding the black elixir—as large as a human head—he began to quickly gnaw on it, devouring it like a steamed bun or cornbread.

"Grandpa Jiu, refine it slowly, don't eat it all at once," the snow-white, delicate little girl reminded him. She had always found such a large pill absurd.

The old man nodded, but quickly finished it. He estimated the elixir weighed at least 1.9 kilograms!

He was speechless. This damned large elixir, just one, had filled him up!

"How are you, Grandpa Jiu? How do you feel?" the little girl asked, her face full of worry. She puffed out her cheeks and glared at Chu Feng, always feeling he was a bad sort.

"Hmm, it's alright. Besides the chestnut flower scent, there's also a milky fragrance. Not bad," the old man nodded, silently experiencing how comfortable his soul felt.

Afterwards, he again looked suspicious, staring at Chu Feng. "Why does it taste like you?" he asked.

Both carried the same milky scent.

Chu Feng calmly replied, "Nonsense, this is an elixir I refined, of course it tastes like me. I am pure and untainted; my Dao body naturally exudes fragrance."

"Liar!" the little girl glared at him.

Chu Feng ignored her and instead asked the old man, "How is it?"

The old man remained silent, refining the medicine's effects within his body. Dots of dark light spread into his soul light, and some small wounds healed, though he was still far from a full recovery.

"It's effective, but compared to the legendary effects, there's a significant difference," the old man said, his expression a bit grim.

Chu Feng nodded. "Yes, that's right. The original elixir formula was lost; this is a simplified version from later generations. You'll need to eat over a hundred of these to achieve the effect of one original Minor Heavenly Elixir."

"How many?!" The old man staggered upon hearing this, almost falling over.

"Over a hundred!" Chu Feng told him very seriously.

The old man was dumbfounded, completely stunned. This large elixir was as big as a human head, weighing 1.9 kilograms, and he was already full after just one.

This was already embarrassing enough; he never wanted to take this kind of elixir again in his life. What kind of large elixir needed to be held with both hands and gnawed on?!

But now he was told he had to eat a hundred elixirs this size? It was too disgraceful, too absurd; he wanted to strangle the young man.

"How dare you deceive this old man!" the old man raged.

"Spit it out! I won't give you any more!" Chu Feng retorted, acting even angrier than the old man and demanding the elixir back. He added, "Haven't you experienced for yourself whether it's true or false?"

The old man felt a pang of guilt. He had indeed deeply experienced that some of his soul fragments had condensed, and the effect was truly extraordinary.

But eating a hundred elixirs this size seemed a bit outrageous no matter how he looked at it.

"The elixirs are too big, and too many," he said, his voice growing softer and lacking confidence towards the end.

Chu Feng said, "The elixir formula was lost several times and was only restored with great difficulty, so it's naturally far from what the legends describe."

The old man completely lost his temper, forcing a smile. As long as his soul injury could be healed, eating a hundred wouldn't be a big deal.

Chu Feng said, "Sister Dong Qing, make him a list of some minerals needed for refining the elixir. We can't afford to supply him with a hundred, so he'll have to prepare all the medicinal ingredients himself."

Dong Qing didn't even need to write; she directly handed the old man a long list, clearly having prepared it in advance.

Of course, the true elixir formula couldn't be leaked, but the list did mention some rare materials.

Some were minerals required for the original formula, some were materials needed for the later modified Minor Heavenly Elixir, and some were highly poisonous substances, all mixed together.

Minerals that could be easily gathered were not listed.

This was Chu Feng's suggestion, to extort the old man. If the other party truly belonged to the Alien Desolation Human Race, they could probably gather everything.

The old man looked at the list, feeling a bit dizzy. Some of these materials were nearly extinct and extremely difficult to find, but he eventually put it away, his face clouded with worry.

"Let's go to the Sinkhole," Dong Qing said, showing considerable interest in the place.

"This old man is willing to concede part of the benefits and fortune from the Sinkhole in exchange for the remaining Minor Heavenly Elixirs," the old man negotiated on the way.

Dong Qing replied, "Hmm, let's first see if the fortune in the Sinkhole is valuable enough."

In a flash, the four of them arrived near the Sinkhole.

Chu Feng and the little girl were ultimately left on the surface, as Dong Qing and the old man did not take them down.

"Good luck!" Chu Feng called out to Dong Qing, telling her to be careful. He had high expectations for the Sinkhole.

"Come on, girl, I'll take you to drink under the moonlight," Chu Feng called out to the little girl.

"Hmph!" the little girl hmphed, ignoring him. She always felt Chu Feng wasn't a good person. With her snow-white skin and a small dimple on her left cheek, she was very beautiful.

Chu Feng didn't mind and went to find Ji Hu and Pang Dun on his own.

The bright moonlight illuminated the mountains, and from afar came the lively sounds of teenagers drinking and shouting, creating a joyful atmosphere.

"Oh, little one, you're back! Come, drink!" Pang Dun stumbled over, holding a wine jar, and pulled Chu Feng to drink.

Not far away, bonfires flickered. A large group of people gathered around clusters of fires, roasting various wild game. Many wine jars were laid out, and pretty maidens from other tribes performed a savage war dance, their movements both graceful and wild.

Chu Feng took the wine jar and took a sip, but immediately spat out half of it. This awful wine was too spicy, a bit bitter, and not good at all.

This drew laughter from a group of men and women, who all teased him.

"Little one, can you handle it? Should we prepare some goat milk for you?"

People from other tribes were all jesting.

"Come, let big sister give you a hug, you're so cute," some bold and unrestrained maidens teased him.

Chu Feng felt embarrassed, not because of their words, but because his current body was too unaccustomed to strong liquor, and his little face would turn red after half a sip.

"Where's Ji Hu?" he asked, changing the subject, not wanting to be teased by everyone.

"He just went to talk business with that boy from the Lei tribe; why isn't he back yet?" Pang Dun said, half sobered. He realized Ji Hu had been gone for a long time and worried he might have been taken advantage of or beaten by the Lei tribe youth.

"Let's go find him! That Lei tribe boy is clearly bad news!" The Ji tribe members all stiffened, then stood up and rushed towards the nearby dense forest.

Just as they neared the dense forest, Pang Dun, Chu Feng, and the others heard crisp slapping sounds.

Then, they saw Ji Hu's face covered in blood and the Lei tribe youth laughing gleefully. However, it wasn't the Lei tribe youth doing the hitting, but someone else.

It was a young man sitting there with a sinister smile. He had slapped Ji Hu six or seven times, hitting him until his mouth and nose were bloody and his eyes were swollen shut.

"Son of a bitch!" Pang Dun roared.

A group of teenagers from the Ji tribe all shouted, each throwing their wine jars and roaring. They rushed over and immediately engaged, with nothing more to say.

However, Pang Dun and the others rushed forward quickly but retreated just as quickly. The first few were all kicked, spitting blood from their mouths, and sent flying back.

"A bunch of little brats, daring to lay hands on us?!"

In the dim forest light, only then did everyone realize that besides the young man who slapped Ji Hu, there were also three other men in their twenties, all already adults.

"Lei tribe, you've broken the rules, bullying the younger, and you've innocently humiliated us. What exactly do you want? Do you intend to provoke a fight between our two tribes?"

A teenager from the Ji tribe shouted; most of them were between twelve and sixteen years old.

"Ji tribe, what are you even worth?" the Lei tribe youth sneered. "If there weren't rules among the tribal alliance preventing arbitrary annexation, my Lei tribe would only need to dispatch a small portion of its forces to wipe out your tribe three or four times!"

His name was Lei Ling. Earlier, it was he who had lured Ji Hu here, claiming he wanted to talk business.

He was also the one who had shown hostility and targeted Chu Feng even earlier.

Pang Dun angrily rebuked, "Lei Ling, do you have any shame? We're having a gathering, and you actually brought your third brother here to attack Ji Hu? You're truly despicable! Do you think we don't have older brothers?!"

A group of Ji tribe teenagers also protested loudly, very angry. It was supposed to be a gathering for teenagers from different tribes, but instead, Lei Ling invited several young adults to humiliate people here.

Lei Ling grinned insincerely, saying, "Forget it, your older brothers can't beat those of my Lei tribe's generation. It's not like they haven't fought before. My third brother is here, so you should all come and pay your respects."

The young man who had slapped Ji Hu sat on a large green stone, quite calm. He looked at everyone with a cold smile and waved to the Ji tribe teenagers, saying, "Come here, all of you. Even your older brothers have to greet me respectfully. Today, if you all kowtow to me, I won't make things difficult for you."

"You're Lei Yun, how shameless!" a Ji tribe teenager angrily said. "You crippled Ji Hu's older brother's arm before, and now you've come here to bully us again. If you're so brave, go fight Pang Dun's brother!"

At this moment, Ji Hu stood there, unable to move, clearly restrained. His cheeks were badly swollen, several teeth had fallen out, and he was bloody and miserable from the severe bullying.

Lei Yun sneered, saying, "A bunch of young brats, daring to talk nonsense to me. While it's not good to kill you today, a good beating is definitely not a problem."

He stood up and, along with the other three young men, began to close in. At the same time, the Lei tribe teenagers arrived from behind the trees, surrounding the area.

At this moment, the Lei tribe members saw Chu Feng.

"Oh, this little brat is here too, perfect!" Lei Yun sneered. "I heard Uncle Lei Jiao was drenched in his urine. Today, we'll beat him half to death!"

Chu Feng felt a bit disgusted to be involved in a brawl with a group of teenagers. At the same time, he also grew angry; the Lei tribe people were truly too arrogant.

There was nothing more to say. He didn't want to get entangled with a group of teenagers—it was beneath him—but he also wouldn't tolerate their insolence, so he directly made his move.

He jumped over, holding a jade token—the one Dong Qing had given him—which projected a black yin fish swimming in the void and emitting runes.

Chu Feng swung the yin fish jade token, smashing wildly. The runes struck, sending the leading young men screaming and flying, battered by the symbols projected by the black yin fish, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

There was no doubt; the life-saving jade token Dong Qing gave him was far from simple.

Several young men from the Lei tribe fell, covered in blood. Other teenagers also lay sprawled on the ground, their mouths full of bloody foam, groaning.

"Beat them!" Pang Dun and the others howled, all pouncing on them. Someone also undid Ji Hu's restraints and pulled him to join the fight.

As soon as Ji Hu could move, he roared and pounced on Lei Yun and Lei Ling, the two brothers. He picked them up and savagely slammed and beat them. The two brothers were miserable, their mouths full of blood, teeth knocked out, utterly pathetic.

"Don't kill anyone!" several teenagers from the Ji tribe shouted, afraid the matter would escalate and urging everyone to mind their limits.

Chu Feng walked over to Lei Yun and Lei Ling, looking down at the two brothers, who were covered in blood and half-beaten to death by Ji Hu.

"So you say your clan's Lei Jiao keeps holding a grudge against me? And he's a middle-aged man, yet he's so vengeful," Chu Feng sneered with disdain.

Then, he looked down at the two again. "Since you're sticking up for your Uncle Lei Jiao," he said, "then you'll get the same treatment as him."

Then, he poured a full stream all over the two brothers' heads and faces.

"What the..." The two immediately passed out.

"Pervert!" The little girl, who had run over to watch the excitement, happened to witness this scene. She immediately felt embarrassed and ran away.

"Little one is still the best!" Pang Dun shouted. "Brothers, give these Lei tribe bastards a lifelong unforgettable lesson: douse them!"

People from other tribes were dumbfounded, while the Lei tribe members roared continuously, utterly enraged.

Chu Feng rubbed his forehead. "You guys are really too... mischievous," he said.

Many people wanted to say, "You're an instigator, a bad example, aren't you?"

Suddenly, a terrifying caw of an ominous crow pierced the sky and earth, breaking the tranquility of the mountain range. At the same time, a black cloud obscured the bright moon and hid the countless stars.

Everyone was terrified. They looked up, trembling all over.

From the Sinkhole, a large expanse of black mist surged up, transforming into an ominous crow that obscured the stars and moon. It was formed from black mist, representing terror and ill omen.

"Ji Hu, Pang Dun, go!" Chu Feng shouted, calling out to the Ji tribe members.

He knew something big had happened; a shocking change had occurred at the Sinkhole.

Boom!

The ground trembled. Then Dong Qing and the old man rushed up in disarray, their eyes filled with terror. With a sweep of their large sleeves, they each took Chu Feng and the little girl, instantly vanishing into thin air.

"Wait, take Ji Hu and Pang Dun too!" Chu Feng said anxiously.

A group of teenagers were all brought over and, following Dong Qing's lightning speed, vanished in an instant.

"What happened?" Chu Feng asked Dong Qing after returning to the tribe.

"Something big is about to happen in the desolate borderlands. I'm contacting Miss and Granny to return!" Dong Qing said, her expression serious. By then, she had safely sent the group of children back to the tribe.

As for the old man and the little girl, they had long since fled, their whereabouts unknown.