"I've made a fool of myself in front of you, Grandmaster Han. Baal has been guarding the border for many years, so his temper is a bit proud."
Han Feng's smile did not change.
He had never held that man in any regard, so how could he be a laughingstock?
"Has the Emperor come to find me for something?"
Han Feng cut straight to the chase.
"Haha, Grandmaster Han is quite direct. Then I will also be straightforward."
Jia Xingtian smiled and said frankly, "I have come here to ask Grandmaster Han to refine a sixth-grade healing pill."
Han Feng nodded.
The value of a sixth-grade alchemist had already attracted the Jia Ma Emperor, who was far away in the imperial capital.
"It is not difficult for me to refine a sixth-grade pill, but why should I help the Emperor refine it?"
When Han Feng had acted before, it was to refine pills for himself, so naturally, there was no need for formalities.
Hai Bodong had offered the fragmented map of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, and Medusa had extraordinary potential in the future.
Han Feng was willing to refine pills for these two.
But this did not mean that he would agree to any request made to him.
The Jia Xingtian before him had no connection with Han Feng whatsoever.
If he only wanted to rely on his status as the Jia Ma Emperor, then he was probably going to return empty-handed from this trip.
"If Grandmaster Han is willing to help, I am willing to offer a generous gift," Jia Xingtian replied with a clasped fist salute.
Han Feng smiled without saying a word.
"This item is a treasure from the Jia Ma Empire's treasury, the Spirit Nurturing Saliva. Although it is only a fifth-grade spirit liquid, it has a wondrous effect on nourishing soul power. I believe it can be of some help to Grandmaster Han."
Jia Xingtian took out a crystal jade bottle and placed it on the table.
"Spirit Nurturing Saliva. This item is not bad. Since the Emperor has come prepared with this, it seems you are determined to get this sixth-grade pill?"
After inspecting the Spirit Nurturing Saliva, Han Feng finally spoke again.
"I wouldn't dare. If Grandmaster Han can fulfill my request, you may choose any three items from my Jia Ma treasury."
Jia Xingtian solemnly promised, "And in the future, if Grandmaster Han needs anything in the Jia Ma Empire, I, Jia Xingtian, will definitely provide assistance."
The power of the Sea Heart Flame made Han Feng's heart as calm as still water. He heard the sincerity in Jia Xingtian's words... well, one could only say there was some sincerity, but not much.
At least compared to Hai Bodong's enthusiasm, Jia Xingtian was clearly much more shrewd.
So be it.
Han Feng accepted the Spirit Nurturing Saliva.
"I will accept this item. What pill does the Emperor want to refine?"
Jia Xingtian was overjoyed and quickly said, "It is called the Hunyuan Bone-Shaping Pill."
"Hunyuan Bone-Shaping Pill. The medicinal properties of this pill are extremely domineering. Could it be that the Emperor is preparing it for a magical beast?"
"As expected of Grandmaster Han. That's right, this pill is for treating the hidden injuries of my royal family's magical beast."
Jia Xingtian's heart skipped a beat, and his regard for Han Feng rose by another level.
That old fellow Fa Ma had clearly said that this pill was extremely rare, and he had spent a considerable price to obtain the formula from him.
He hadn't expected Grandmaster Han to know of it as well.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have let that old fellow Fa Ma off so easily.
Jia Xingtian's respect for Fa Ma had now dropped significantly.
Compared to Grandmaster Han, Fa Ma was simply not worth mentioning.
Unfortunately, although this Grandmaster Han had a gentle personality, he was not an easy person to deal with. The price of winning him over was too great.
Just as Jia Xingtian's mind was racing, Han Feng had already stood up, ready to see him off.
"The Hunyuan Bone-Shaping Pill requires a special technique from the alchemist to maximize its medicinal effects. I happen to be going to the imperial capital the day after tomorrow. At that time, I will refine the pill and activate the medicine all at once."
"Good. Then I will await you in the imperial capital, Grandmaster Han."
Jia Xingtian stood up and gave Han Feng a clasped fist salute.
"By the way, remember to tell City Lord Baal for me that I won't be visiting the city lord's mansion."
"Ha, Grandmaster Han is truly joking. How could a small place like Desert City be worthy of your presence?"
Jia Xingtian's face remained impassive, but in his heart, he was cursing Baal.
That blind fool probably didn't even know how he had offended someone!
It was only because he had a Dou Spirit cultivation and was a veteran of the army, otherwise he would have been demoted... oh, he was already in the furthest Desert City. Then never mind.
He could continue to defend this place for the empire for another ten years.
Jia Xingtian put on his conical hat and mask and left with the grim-faced Baal who was outside the door.
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After seeing off Jia Xingtian, Han Feng and his group also began to pack their bags, preparing to leave Desert City.
Before leaving, Han Feng pulled out the Red-Scaled Purple Bamboo and made it into a flute.
"Xian'er, this is a gift for you."
Han Feng gave the Red-Scaled Purple Bamboo flute to Lin Xian'er.
He had originally bought it for her. The Red-Scaled Purple Bamboo had been well-cared-for these days, but since they were leaving, he could only harvest it in advance.
"I'll teach you how to play the flute another day."
Lin Xian'er hugged the bamboo flute, holding it happily in her arms.
"Thank you, Master!"
Han Feng smiled.
"Qing Lin, this is for you."
Han Feng took out two sets of emerald-green bells, one large and one small.
The small one was for Qing Lin, the large one for Qingyun.
They were made from Iron Heart Wood and Clear Spirit Leaves and had a certain effect of calming the soul and mind.
"Thank you, Uncle Han!"
"Thank you, Master."
The mother and daughter took the bells and thanked him one after another.
These were not just bells, but also a special memory of their time here.
Ye Qingyun immediately tied the heart-calming bell to her belt, while little Qing Lin clumsily put it on her wrist, treating it as a bracelet.
"Let's go. We'll return this place to the Miteer Auction House."
All the large and small bags were put into the storage ring. The four of them left the private courtyard feeling light.
Arriving at the Miteer Auction House, Han Feng called for Supervisor Gaton.
"Aiyo, Grandmaster Han, what are you all..."
"We're leaving. I came to let you know."
Han Feng handed the main gate key to Gaton.
Supervisor Gaton looked regretful. "If I had known Grandmaster Han was leaving today, I would have hosted a banquet for you yesterday!"
"There's no need for that. Keep up the good work. Your efforts will be seen by the main family."
Han Feng said a final word of encouragement, but it sent Supervisor Gaton into a boundless reverie.
Leaving the Miteer Auction House, the four of them went to the flying magical beast square and bought four tickets to the imperial capital.
Stepping onto the body of the Thick-Winged Bird and entering the attic-like private room on its back, Qing Lin, riding a flying magical beast for the first time, looked around curiously.
"Qing Lin, sit properly. Be careful not to fall off later."
Ye Qingyun hugged Qing Lin. Lin Xian'er also coquettishly sat in Han Feng's lap. As the command to take off sounded, the Thick-Winged Bird slowly flapped its wings.
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Snake-People Tribe.
After the eight leaders gathered, they investigated and found out that Queen Medusa had likely failed in her evolution using the secret method and unfortunately perished.
Hua She'er suspected that this matter was related to Han Feng, but she had no proof.
Moreover, the letter Medusa had left behind stated that they should not start a conflict with the Jia Ma Empire at this time.
Medusa knew that Han Feng was from the Black-Corner Region, so she had written the letter in advance to prevent another large-scale war from breaking out between the Snake-People Tribe and the Jia Ma Empire.
What the Snake-People Tribe needed now was to rest and recuperate, not to go to war with the humans out of anger.
At this moment, in the Snake-People ancestral land.
A group of snake women knelt before a sacrificial ritual. The Great Elder held a staff, chanting scriptures.
She was going to select a qualified vessel, and then have the snake woman consume the Snake Marrow Bone-Shedding Pill after becoming pregnant.
In this way, they could barely create a new Medusa.