Doupo: With an incredible comprehension, he was born as a Douhuang!

Chapter 113 Information about the Soul Palace.

"Soul Palace is an organization that collects souls and manipulates the dead. They capture souls through special means, imprison and enslave these innocent souls for their practice or as a source of power." Xiao Chong's tone was heavy, and every word hit Zi Yan's heart like a hammer.

"The old man mentioned that he 'did not want to be a slave of the Soul Palace', which means that his soul had been captured by the Soul Palace, but he awakened and resisted at the last moment. Unfortunately, it was too late."

At this point, a barely perceptible trace of compassion flashed in Xiao Chong's eyes. It was sympathy for those innocent souls, as well as indignation at the injustice of this world.

"Our mission is not only to eliminate the enemy in front of us, but more importantly, to expose and destroy the source of countless tragedies - the Soul Palace."

Zi Yan clenched her fists, the fire in her eyes seemed to burn even more fiercely: "Then what should we do? Are we just going to wait for the next battle with the Soul Palace?"

Xiao Chong nodded, thoughtfully.

"We'll meet again one day!"

Canaan College is full of ancient trees and spiritual energy. Every brick and tile exudes the fragrance of time and the solemnity of scholarship.

Xiao Chong and Zi Yan strolled along the bluestone path, with whispering green bamboos on both sides. Occasionally, the sound of birds chirping penetrated the silence, adding a bit of vitality to the tranquility.

After passing through a quiet bamboo forest, they came to a secluded place in the back mountain of the college.

This place is shrouded in clouds and mist, with occasional humming of magical beasts, making it seem like a paradise.

Xiao Chong chose a small open space next to a huge rock. This is an ideal place to refine elixirs. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, yet still retains the natural atmosphere.

"This is it." Xiao Chong looked around and nodded with satisfaction. He took out several jade slips engraved with complex runes from his arms and threw them lightly. The jade slips rotated and turned into circles of light curtains, slowly sinking, and finally formed a translucent barrier that enveloped this area.

Within the barrier, all interference from the outside world seemed to be isolated, with only the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the fragrance of medicinal herbs intertwined.

Zi Yan looked at all this with curiosity. Although she was a warrior, she knew nothing about alchemy. She couldn't help but ask, "Is this 'Rejuvenation Pill' really that magical?"

Xiao Chong smiled slightly, and that smile was filled with determination and confidence: "This pill is an eighth-grade pill. It can not only strengthen the body, but also repair the damaged soul to a certain extent. As long as it is taken in time, even a dying person can be brought back to life."

After that, he took out carefully selected high-quality herbs from his sleeves one by one. Each herb exuded a refreshing fragrance, and when they came together, they formed a powerful spiritual power fluctuation. Xiao Chong sat cross-legged, formed seals with his hands, closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind immersed in the mystery of alchemy.

"Alchemy is not only about understanding herbs, but also about grasping the laws of the universe." Xiao Chong's tone was calm, and every word seemed to be telling an ancient story. "The temperature, the materials, and the mind are all indispensable."

Following his guidance, a warm flame gradually gathered in the surrounding air. It was the alchemist's unique soul fire, pure and blazing.

The flames licked the medicine furnace, and the herbs slowly melted, releasing their own unique spiritual power, blending with each other, and gradually taking the shape of a pill.

Xiao Chong was so absorbed in refining the medicine that he was completely unaware of the time passing by in the outside world. He knew very well that the Rejuvenating Pill was of great importance. If there was any mistake, not only would the medicinal materials be wasted, but it might also cause the pill to explode, with disastrous consequences. Therefore, every step of the operation had to be done with extreme caution, without any room for carelessness.

"Zi Yan, help me guard this place and don't let people or animals get close." Before entering the state of cultivation, Xiao Chong instructed Zi Yan beside him.

Zi Yan nodded slightly, looking lazy and alert. She understood the weight of Xiao Chong's words and stood guard silently, her sharp eyes fixed on the surroundings, not letting any threats approach.

Time flies, and several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zi Yan seemed a little anxious inside the natural barrier set up on the periphery. After all, waiting was tantamount to torture for someone as lively as her.

She paced around, trying to find something to do while also trying to drive away the curious little animals that wanted to get close.

"Hmph, this alchemy process is too time-consuming and boring." Zi Yan complained, her emerald eyes suddenly narrowed. A rustling sound coming from the grass in the distance aroused her vigilance.

"Looks like there's going to be some fun." Zi Yan sneered and approached the bush quietly and silently.

As expected, a group of third-level monsters - runaway thunder wolves were attracted by the rich medicinal fragrance. Their eyes were full of greed, and they were obviously tempted by this rare delicacy.

The Thunder Wolf is extremely fast, and its hair contains the power of thunder and lightning. If an ordinary alchemist encounters one, he would probably have to avoid it.

However, for Zi Yan, this was just a little entertainment. She flashed like a flash of orchid lightning and rushed directly into the group of thunder wolves. Before the thunder wolves could react, she had already killed them one by one. Her movements were clean and neat, without any unnecessary effort.

After dealing with the Thunder Wolf, Zi Yan paced back and forth leisurely, as if the battle just now was just a small game.

"Well, now I feel a little relieved." She said to herself, but her eyes were once again cast in the direction of alchemy. A trace of warmth rose in her heart, which was the deep conviction and commitment to Xiao Chong's companionship.

At this moment, the breath in the medicine furnace suddenly changed, and a powerful life force surged out, and the rejuvenation pill was about to take shape.

"Is it done? I'm really looking forward to it." Zi Yan lightly jumped back to the edge of the barrier, her eyes flashing with excitement, as if she could foresee the glory of the moment of success.

Black Horn, a place stained with both sin and opportunity, every inch of land contains unknowns and dangers.

At the edge of this chaotic land, there is a small cottage surrounded by emerald green bamboo forest. It looks exceptionally peaceful, incompatible with the killing and disputes in the outside world.

Han Feng stood in front of the hut, his purple robe swaying gently in the breeze. He had a handsome face and deep eyes, revealing a calmness that should not be underestimated.

He had just finished a battle with a powerful enemy, and although his breath was a little disordered, his eyes were burning with curiosity about the unknown.

"Canaan College, back mountain... fluctuations in the breath of life?" Han Feng muttered to himself, frowning slightly. He could feel the abnormal energy fluctuations coming from that distant direction. It was not just ordinary medicinal material refining, but the life force contained in it. Even though he was thousands of miles away, he could clearly sense it. Such a movement was a signal that any strong man in the Black Horn Region could not ignore.

"There must be something fishy about this. Canaan College has always been low-key. There must be something behind such a big move today."

Han Feng thought for a moment and decided to investigate it himself. He turned and walked into the hut, briefly packed a few belongings, put a long sword inlaid with dark gems on his back, and then his figure flashed, turning into a purple stream of light, and rushed towards the direction of Canaan College.

(End of this chapter)