Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Feng Yimo was a little disappointed, but it was better than nothing. He said, "Take as many as you can. I'll go somewhere else for the rest."    

    

The shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief. He was worried that the Nascent Infant Late Period cultivator in front of him would insist on gathering all the spirit herbs in his shop. Who knew that Feng Yimo would be so easy to talk to? He was grateful in his heart, and he pondered for a moment before he said carefully, "Senior, if you can wait a few days, the Tuo Bang City will hold the once in a decade Buddhist Exchange Conference. At that time, all the eminent monks will gather together. Besides the opening ceremony, all sorts of treasures will be held in the trade fair, and perhaps you'll be able to obtain the spirit herbs you need."    

    

Feng Yimo was delighted when he heard this, and he thanked him. "Thank you, Old Zhang. I would like to trouble the shop assistant to prepare the spirit medicines that I need, so that we can go and rest after taking them."    

    

"Yes, please wait a moment, senior!" The shopkeeper hastily said with a smile on his face. It wasn't easy to get the thanks of a Nascent Infant Late Period warrior.    

    

Soon, everything was ready. Feng Yimo paid over two million spirit stones and left the Ji Clan Hall. He found a decent inn to stay at. Who knew that not long after he stayed there, a cultivator and Budda Cultivator came to his door and asked him to help concoct pills.    

    

Feng Yimo smiled bitterly. He never thought that someone would recognize him when he arrived at the Hua Ci Kingdom. He thought that he would concoct pills for others wherever he went. Initially, he wanted to take a rest and turn them down, but when he saw the expectant gazes of those people, he endured the fatigue and opened the cauldron to refine pills.    

    

However, just after refining a few cauldrons for a few cultivators, a group of fierce looking people rushed over. "Who is so bold to dare to refine pills without permission in Tuo Bang City? I wonder if the entire city's pill refinement can only be concocted with the approval of the 'Ravine Moon Pill Association'? All of you, get lost!"    

    

The cultivators lining up immediately became a mess. Someone recognized them. It was the infamous person from the "Moon Stream Pill Association." He quickly moved away.    

    

Feng Yimo was stunned. This was the first time he had seen such an arrogant person. Why did he need permission to concoct pills? He didn't stop. He continued concocting pills. One pill incantation after another was unleashed, and a medicinal fragrance spread out from the Golden Light Furnace. It was obvious that the pill was about to be completed.    

    

The leader of the "Moon Stream Pill Gathering" was a burly monk. However, his hair was half an inch long, and his face was ferocious. Seeing that Feng Yimo didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, he was infuriated. He raised his leg and kicked the Golden Light Furnace.    

    

Feng Yimo was a little angry. Wasn't this guy a little too rude? Why did he kick the Golden Light Furnace without saying a word? Without waiting for him to move, the Asura Black Core Flame under the Golden Light Furnace seemed to sense his emotions. The flame tilted slightly and wrapped around the fat monk's leg. Immediately, the monk screamed and fell to the ground.    

    

The follower behind him quickly went forward to support him. However, he found that his right foot was already gone. It was burned into nothingness by the black flame!    

    

The scene was silent. No one would have expected that someone would dare to commit murder in Tubang City!    

    

The fat monk was used to being arrogant and domineering. He did not see Feng Yimo's cultivation level clearly. He acted rashly and suffered a great loss. He fainted from the pain.    

    

When the others saw this, they immediately carried him and fled in panic. The young alchemist in front of them had too much killing intent, so it was better to avoid provoking him.    

    

The last batch of spirit pills came out. Before Feng Yimo could chase away the cultivators who came to refine the pills, they had already left. Offending the Moon Stream Pill Association wouldn't end well, and they were afraid that they would be implicated.    

    

Feng Yimo put away the Golden Light Furnace and calmly sat outside the inn, waiting for the arrival of the group of people.    

    

Not long after, seven or eight monks arrived in front of Feng Yimo under the lead of a Nascent Infant Late Period warrior. All of them had short hair. They looked like monks, not monks. They were dressed in yellow monk robes, but they were wearing official boots.    

    

"So you were the one who hurt the gale?" The Nascent Infant Late Period warrior asked with a gloomy face. If he hadn't seen that Feng Yimo was also a Nascent Infant Late Period warrior, he would have slapped Feng Yimo.    

    

Feng Yimo smiled calmly. He looked at the people who were watching the show and said, "There are many witnesses here. They all saw it with their own eyes. It was that fat monk who kicked my pill furnace, but was injured by the fire. How could you tell the truth? You said that I was the one who hurt you?"    

    

The Nascent Infant Late Period warrior frowned and looked at the fat monk who had woken up. The fat monk was sweating profusely from the pain. He looked at Feng Yimo with hatred. He said a few words in a low voice. Clearly, he had told Feng Yimo everything that had happened. After that, he looked at Feng Yimo. "Even so, Fellow Daoist should give us an explanation. We can't let the people of the Ravine Moon Pill Association get hurt for no reason. If I don't, we can't let them get hurt. How are we going to take them with us in the future?" If there isn't an explanation, then Fellow Daoist can only stay. "    

    

Feng Yimo laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you mean that no matter which side the reason is, I must give an explanation? Is this the principle of your 'Ravine Moon Pill Association'? Alright, I will deal with it according to my principles, and then we will talk about your principles!" After saying that, he flicked his finger, and a black light flew out and landed on the fat monk's body. The fat monk immediately ignited a fire, but he was not burned to death. Instead, he screamed and rolled on the ground, wailing endlessly.    

    

The reason Feng Yimo was like this was because he heard the fat monk say to a Nascent Infant Late Period warrior, "Master, kill him and avenge your disciple!"    

    

How could such a person be left behind?    

    

The black flame was very strange. It only burned the fat monk and the people who supported him were fine, but it scared them so much that their faces turned pale and they took a few steps back.    

    

The Nascent Infant Late Period cultivator was stunned, and his heart was burning with anger. This kid was too arrogant, killing people in front of him? He couldn't help but let out a long cry. With a swoosh, several figures landed in the surroundings. In total, four Nascent Infant Late Period warriors had appeared, surrounding Feng Yimo in the middle and eyeing him covetously.    

    

"Attack, kill him!" The Nascent Infant Late Period warrior from before roared. Anyone who provoked the 'Moon Stream Pill Association' must die!    

    

However, a shocking aura was emitted from Feng Yimo's body. At some point in time, a thirty-meter-tall Bone Puppet of the Fifth Grade appeared. Its powerful pressure made the four Nascent Infant Late Period warriors who were about to attack turn silent, and they didn't dare to move.    

    

The Nascent Infant Late Period warrior who gave the order stared at the Tridactylous Bone Puppet in a daze. Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. What kind of person was this? How could there be a Fifth Grade puppet? A fifth-tier puppet was enough to tear down the entire Tuo Bang City!    

    

What should he do?    

    

"Isn't the principle of your 'Ravine Moon Pill Association' the law of the jungle? Whoever has the strongest fist and the strongest fist has the right to speak. Let's compete, shall we?" Feng Yimo said with a smile, but his voice was cold. His eyes were filled with killing intent, and there was not a trace of a smile on his face. He hated this kind of arrogant society the most. They bullied the weak and feared the strong. They stipulated that no one else could concoct pills, and he should destroy this Moon Stream Elixir Association.    

    

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand. A misunderstanding and Feng Yu will cause trouble. I have wanted to teach him a lesson a long time ago." The Nascent Infant Late Period cultivator wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said in an embarrassed manner.    

    

"Who killed my grandson?" Before Feng Yimo could say anything, an explosive shout came from afar. A figure that was as fast as lightning landed not far away from Feng Yimo. It was a Great Circle Nascent Infant warrior who was only a step away from the Half-step Deification realm.