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

Chapter 116 Is this all you are capable of?

Xiao Chong smiled slightly, and the sword in his hand flashed, easily neutralizing Han Feng's fierce attack. "It's very simple. I want you to remember clearly how you fell into the abyss of despair step by step after being defeated by me."

"You..." Han Feng was speechless. He thought of the past and his heart ached. His former arrogance and self-conceit had now become a shackle that bound him.

"Is this all you can do Han Feng?"

There was a rare hint of compassion in Xiao Chong's words, but for Han Feng at this moment, that compassion hurt his heart more than any sharp sword.

"Never!" Han Feng suddenly roared, and the sea flames suddenly surged, forming a huge wall of fire, intending to engulf Xiao Chong. However, at the moment when the fire was the most intense, Xiao Chong's figure suddenly became illusory, as if it had merged into the air, and appeared behind Han Feng the next second.

"It's over, Han Feng." Xiao Chong's voice was like an icy blade, gently brushing past Han Feng's ears. The tip of the sword gently rested on Han Feng's shoulder, but no blood was seen. This was the greatest contempt between masters for the weak.

"No——" Han Feng's exclamation was abruptly cut off. A flash of despair flashed across his eyes, and was replaced by an incredible calmness.

The flame in the heart of the sea suddenly dimmed, as if even the flames between heaven and earth were mourning his death.

"Why..." Han Feng murmured, his voice so weak that it was almost inaudible, but it struck Xiao Chong's heart hard, causing a rare crack to appear on his cold and hard expression.

"Han Feng, you are still too insignificant." Xiao Chong's voice was low and firm. He slowly retracted his sword and looked at Han Feng's fallen figure with complicated eyes.

Not long after, Han Feng lost his life and turned into a corpse.

Zi Yan walked to Xiao Chong's side with a light step, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her lively eyes showing both regret for Han Feng's death and a deep understanding of the cruel rules of the world of the strong. She asked softly, "Xiao Chong, Han Feng is gone, how should we deal with his... body?"

Xiao Chong's eyes moved away from Han Feng's cold body and looked towards the vast sky in the distance, where there seemed to be the last glimmer of the afterglow before the Sea Heart Flame was extinguished. His voice was low, like the echo of a distant mountain: "Zi Yan, leave him to nature, this is his final destination."

"Leave it to nature?" Zi Yan was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized, "You mean..."

"Yes, let his body return to dust, or become a part of the food chain of wild beasts." Xiao Chong's words revealed an unquestionable determination.

Zi Yan nodded. Although she felt mixed emotions, she still decided to carry out Xiao Chong's wishes.

She bent down, clasped her hands together gently, lightly lifted Han Feng's body, and walked towards the depths of the forest.

In the forest, the sound of wind and leaves intertwined into a sad melody. Zi Yan found an open area where several hungry wolves gathered, their eyes flashing with greed and wildness.

She took a deep breath and called out to the wolves loudly: "Come, this is your food."

The wolves seemed to understand her words, howling excitedly and rushing towards the body that was once a dragon among men. At this moment, the law of survival in nature was fully demonstrated, which was both cruel and real.

After dealing with all this, Zi Yan returned to Xiao Chong's side, and their eyes met in the air, without saying anything more. Xiao Chong and Zi Yan walked in the afterglow of the setting sun, through the lush forest path, and slowly walked towards the bamboo fence cottage where Elder Hu Qian lived in seclusion.

Along the way, Zi Yan's mood was complicated, with lamentations for Han Feng's fate and deep admiration for Xiao Chong's determination. Xiao Chong seemed to notice her subtle emotions and gently squeezed her hand, conveying silent support and comfort.

When we arrived at our destination, the scene before us was peaceful and harmonious. A few wisps of smoke rose up, blending with the lush vegetation around it, forming a picture of a paradise far away from the hustle and bustle.

In front of the thatched cottage, an old man with white hair and beard was leisurely sipping tea. He was Elder Hu Qian, and his eyes revealed the indifference and wisdom that came from experiencing many vicissitudes of life.

"Elder Hu Qian, Zi Yan and I are back." Xiao Chong's voice broke the silence. The elder looked up, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he stood up and slowly walked towards him.

"Xiao Chong, Zi Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. You two look extraordinary. Your cultivation must have improved." Elder Hu Qian said with a smile, his eyes wandering between the two of them, as if he could see through everything.

Xiao Chong took out an exquisite little jade bottle from his bosom and handed it to the elder: "Elder, this is the rejuvenation pill I made. Although I can't say it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, it is enough to prolong your life and improve your physical condition."

Elder Hu Qian took the jade bottle and gently uncorked it. Immediately, a fresh and refined medicinal fragrance filled the air, making people feel relaxed and happy. He carefully examined the pill in the bottle, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes:
"This... is this really a rejuvenation pill? With such quality, even the top pharmacists on the continent would have difficulty refining it! Xiao Chong, your medical skills and alchemy skills are simply incredible."

Xiao Chong smiled modestly: "Elder, you are too kind. The refining of this pill is thanks to Zi Yan's help and the many medical knowledge you taught me back then."

Zi Yan on the side nodded slightly, with pride flashing in her eyes. She knew very well the efforts and hardships Xiao Chong had put in. This achievement was the best proof of their joint efforts.

"Good, good," Elder Hu Qian praised repeatedly.

At Xiao Chong's suggestion, Hu Qian swallowed the pill, but the power of the rejuvenation pill was too strong and Hu Qian was unable to absorb it at all.

"Xiao Chong, I feel... as if there are tens of millions of wild horses galloping inside my body. This power is amazing!" Elder Hu Qian's face flickered, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks. It was obvious that he was in great pain.

Xiao Chong frowned, and quickly formed seals with his hands. Light blue fighting spirit swirled out, gently wrapping around Elder Hu Qian's body, like an invisible shield, trying to calm the rising medicinal power. "Elder, calm your mind. I will guide you with fighting spirit to help you dissolve this surging medicinal power."

"Hmm..." Elder Hu Qian nodded with difficulty, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and fully cooperated with Xiao Chong's treatment. In the room, fighting spirit surged, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air. Zi Yan watched all this nervously, her palms full of sweat.

Time seemed to stand still, and every second seemed to be extremely long.

Finally, under Xiao Chong's patient and precise control, the medicinal power in Elder Hu Qian's body was gradually tamed and transformed into a warm energy that nourished his internal organs, and even his meridians and bones, which all emitted a faint light of rebirth under the nourishment of this power.

After a while, Elder Hu Qian slowly opened his eyes, with an indescribable look of relief and surprise on his face, "Success? I... I can feel that I am at least ten years younger! Xiao Chong, Zi Yan, you two are really my lucky stars!"

(End of this chapter)