Chapter 65

Lin Feng guessed that it should have been when Xiao Yan used the ancient spirit cold fire of the medicine dust.

For what reason, he was discovered by Hai Bodong and then labeled as the 'murderer'.

Hehe, Xiao Yan, you brat, you dared to bully me before; now let's see what you can do.

He chuckled inwardly, Lin Feng withdrew from the crowd and headed toward the Mitel Auction House.

He wanted to see if he could find what he wanted.

After a while, Lin Feng gradually stopped his steps.

He raised his head, gazing at the massive building before him and its special emblem.

He felt a bit nervous, after all he had previously robbed Hai Bodong clean.

Now he came again to Hai Bodong's lair, the property of the Mitel family.

Although Hai Bodong had already set his target on Xiao Yan, he still felt some fear in his heart.

Looking at that enormous thing like a bottomless pit, swallowing the endless stream of people.

"Huh~"

He lightly exhaled, Lin Feng adjusted his mood and walked straight in.

He weaved through the crowded entrance, under the vicious gaze of the guards like hawks and eagles patrolling beside the gate, he entered calmly.

Entering the auction house, soft light poured down.

The noisy sounds from outside seemed to be isolated at this moment.

A short distance of a few meters, yet it felt like being separated by two worlds.

He slowly stopped his steps, Lin Feng glanced around.

Gazing at the huge hall before him, like a crystal city, he wasn't too surprised.

After all, he was no longer the naive youth who had never seen the world.

After figuring out the direction, he continued walking inward.

Inside the hall, expressionless, fully armed guards were visible everywhere.

These guards all wore the Mitel family's emblem on their chests.

Obviously, they were the direct forces of the Mitel family.

When Lin Feng entered the hall, he clearly felt.

No less than twenty sharp gazes swept over his body.

After a good while, those sharp and vicious gazes gradually withdrew.

Arriving at the center of the hall, countless crystal counters were arranged here.

Beside the counters, the flow of people was endless; inside the counters, countless various strange items were placed.

Below these items, price tags were also attached; however, each item's price was at least over thirty thousand gold coins.

These expensive prices were enough to make many people hesitate.

Walking past these counters, Lin Feng did not find what he wanted.

"Hello, customer, do you need any items?"

Seeing that Lin Feng seemed dissatisfied with the items in the counter, a maid stepped forward and asked softly.

"Do you have any items here that can conceal one's identity?"

Hearing the voice, Lin Feng shifted his gaze from the counter and said to the maid before him.

The maid pondered for a moment, then picked up a thick book from under the counter.

After looking for a while, she said again: "Guest, there is actually an ice silkworm face veil in the warehouse; it is made from the ice silkworm silk spat out by ice mountain snow silkworms, finely carved by senior artisans, and on this thin veil a human face has been drawn; covering the face with it can conceal one's previous appearance; that item should meet your request."

Lin Feng, upon hearing, realized that wasn't that the item Xiao Yan used in the original work? Then he looked at the maid and asked: "How much?"

"Three hundred thousand gold coins."

The maid glanced at the book and reported the price to Lin Feng.

"That ice silkworm face veil, I'll take it."

Having said that, Lin Feng took out a gold coin card and handed it to the maid.

"Alright, please wait a moment."

The maid respectfully took the card and walked toward the back...

After a moment, Lin Feng satisfactorily walked out of the Mitel Auction House and returned to the inn.

In the room, Lin Feng, facing the mirror, underwent a disguise.

He turned into the image of a man in his thirties with an ordinary appearance.

After confirming there was no problem, he then headed toward the Alchemist Guild.

So far, he has not had any interaction with other alchemists.

Moreover, he has been learning by himself behind closed doors; this way of learning is not very good.

But he also does not want to reveal that he is a seventeen-year-old Three-Star Alchemist.

That would undoubtedly attract the attention of many forces.

After thinking it over, he could only disguise himself as he is now...

After a while, Lin Feng came to the Alchemist Guild again.

Entering inside, smelling the strong medicinal fragrance, Lin Feng headed straight toward the southern hall.

At this time, there were many cauldrons burning fiercely here.

Around them, small groups of people were exchanging alchemy experience.

After passing many cauldrons, Lin Feng saw an open space and then turned to walk toward it.

He currently bears the mark of a One-Star Alchemist, and if he mingles with that group of Three- and Four-Star Alchemists, surely no one will pay him any attention.

Therefore, refining a three-star pill on the spot here is the quickest and best method.

That way, those alchemists will willingly accept him into their circle.

Arriving at the open space, Lin Feng took out the medicine cauldron, inhaled slightly, and placed his hand on it.

"Bang."

With a muffled bang, the crimson flame transformed from Dou Qi instantly appeared in the medicine cauldron, blazing fiercely.

He took out a stalk of medicinal herb, threw it in, and skillfully controlled the flame's temperature.

As the alchemy continued, Lin Feng successfully extracted each herb one by one.

Meanwhile, the crowd of onlookers nearby gradually grew larger.

"This... this, even a one-star alchemist now has this level of skill?"

A two-star alchemist watched Lin Feng's skilled technique, shocked to the point of being unable to speak.

"He might just be another alchemist who doesn't like being graded."

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Another person hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly.

"I think the pill he's refining is that three-star peak pill, the Guardian Stage Pill."

"Oh, I remember this kind of pill; it seems to guarantee that a cultivator won't be affected by chaotic Dou Qi inside when breaking through a major realm, thus avoiding a drop in rank due to failure."

"Yeah, this three-star Guardian Stage Pill can ensure that a peak Dou Shi won't drop to an eight-star Dou Shi in strength after a breakthrough failure; if I had one, I wouldn't fear failing a breakthrough."

A peak Dou Shi alchemist gazed with fiery eyes at the medicine cauldron before Lin Feng, his tone full of longing.

He had made up his mind; if Lin Feng succeeded in refining, he would immediately step forward to trade with him.

Even if it cost a great price, he would obtain that Guardian Stage Pill.

And the other few Dou Shi-ranked alchemists mostly thought the same.

"Pill formed!"

At that moment, an alchemist gazed at the ugly nascent pill gradually forming inside the cauldron, his expression somewhat solemn.

Upon hearing those words, instantly, the gazes of the surrounding alchemists all turned toward it.