The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron Chapter 942

Chapter 942: Chapter 942: Soul Injury Chapter 942: Chapter 942: Soul Injury The Prince of Qing Nation's ninth prince, indeed, that identity could scare someone to death when spoken aloud.

However, after his initial shock, Fang Lin calmed down, his eyes brimming even more with intent to kill.

“No matter who you are, you're going to die!” Fang Lin shouted coldly, charging at the young man in the golden robe with his spear.

The young man in the golden robe found it unbelievable. Knowing he was the ninth prince of Qing Nation, this guy still wanted to eliminate him completely? Could he be mad?

“How dare you! If you kill me, there'll be no place for you in the Nine Countries! You'll be hunted by my Qing Nation to the ends of the Earth!” the young man in the golden robe roared furiously, yet the serious wound on his chest made it impossible for him to continue fighting against Fang Lin.

Fang Lin's movements did not slow in the slightest, becoming even more ferocious as he sought to kill the young man in the golden robe.

Unexpectedly, the emperor's robe on the young man's body shone brightly again, manifesting the majesty of a sovereign.

Fang Lin's expression changed slightly as he channeled all his power into that spear thrust, which could be called his strongest strike yet.

“Back off!” Within the glow of the robe, a towering figure appeared, its face indistinct, yet with a regal presence that commanded the heavens, the Imperial Qi shaking the skies.

Fang Lin's spear collided with the towering figure, a thunderous boom resounding as Fang Lin spat blood and was sent flying backward, his Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear nearly slipping from his grasp.

At the same time, the young man in the golden robe let out a scream of agony. Despite the robe blocking most of the assault, Fang Lin's spear had still grievously wounded him.

Whoosh!

Blood gushed incessantly, and the young man in the golden robe was in critical condition.

Fang Lin, enduring the pain wracking his body, wanted to move forward to finish off the young man's life, but it was ultimately a step too late.

All of a sudden, the imperial robe around the young man swept up, enveloping him within, and swiftly fled the scene.

In just a few breaths, he had disappeared from Fang Lin's view, completely untraceable.

Seeing this, Fang Lin let out a heavy sigh, his face growing incredibly somber.

“This trouble has grown big.” Fang Lin muttered to himself, immediately returning to the cave where he saw Dugu Nian already seated in a meditative posture, beginning her healing.

Fang Lin looked at her with worry; this girl, with far less strength than the young man in the golden robe, had managed to hold him off for quite a long time despite suffering such grave injuries, causing Fang Lin to feel a trace of guilt.

Dugu Nian had regained consciousness, her eyes extremely weary, and her cheeks smeared with uncleaned blood.

“I'm alright.” Dugu Nian spoke, but her voice was so weak that it was clear she was far from alright.

Fang Lin frowned: “Your soul is injured.”

Dugu Nian revealed a bitter smile: “No choice, that guy was too powerful.”

Fang Lin waved his hand, producing an ancient medicinal herb. It was shaped like a lotus but was actually black and carried an eerie sense of beauty.

“This is the Soul Nurturing Lotus; it will help with your injuries,” Fang Lin said.

Dugu Nian took the black Soul Nurturing Lotus and began to absorb it.

After absorbing the entire Soul Nurturing Lotus, Dugu Nian's complexion finally looked a bit better.

Although still pale, the weariness in her eyes had noticeably diminished.

Of course, a single Soul Nurturing Lotus was not enough to completely heal the injuries to Dugu Nian's soul.

“Head to the Supreme Saint Hall and heal your wounds,” Fang Lin said.

Dugu Nian nodded and was then taken by Fang Lin into the Supreme Saint Hall.

After leaving the place, Fang Lin first went to the Meng Kingdom, returned the Token to Emperor Meng, and then hurried back to the Purple Mist Sect without stopping.

Fang Lin didn't delay at all, and as soon as he got back to the Purple Mist Sect, he immediately started Pill Refining.

The first pill he refined was the Soul Condensing Pill, a pill exceedingly rare in modern times and likely unheard of by many.

After all, pills that nourish the soul have always been scarce, and those that have survived to this day are only the very basic ones.

The Soul Condensing Pill, however, had reached the level of a fifth-grade pill, only refinable by a Master of Pill.

The required medicinal herbs were mainly for nurturing the soul.

In the Ancient Alchemy Prohibited Area, Fang Lin obtained an ancient medicinal field full of various herbs, including those needed for the Soul Condensing Pill, so there was no need to search further.

Three days later, Fang Lin finished refining the Soul Condensing Pills — a total of seven.

After giving the Soul Condensing Pills to Dugu Nian, Fang Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. With these seven pills, Dugu Nian's soul injury should not cause any more trouble.

Fang Lin told no one about what happened at the Dragon Blood Pool, the identity of the young man in the golden robe being too politically sensitive. Informing Han Luoyun and the others would only complicate matters unnecessarily.

In Fang Lin's view, the matter could either be petty or serious; after all, he was no longer just a nobody. With a not insignificant status within the Pill Alliance and the protection of Elder Tiankui, even the Qing Nation's royal family would have to consider the Alliance's standing before making a move against him.

However, the situation could also become very serious, given the sensitive nature of a Qing Nation Prince's identity, which is not to be taken lightly.

Even though Fang Lin was a Master of Pill and a disciple of Elder Tiankui, his status and position still could not compare to the son of Emperor Qin.

Of course, there are distinctions even among princes; if the young man in the golden robe were not a favored prince, the situation might be slightly more optimistic.

But if he had provoked the most favored prince by Emperor Qin, then he really would be in deep trouble.

No matter what, Prince Shenkong was still Emperor Qin's son. Even if not the most favored one, he was still a member of the royal family; Feng Lin's attack that severely injured him would not be ignored by the Qing Nation's royals.

If Emperor Qin focused on this incident, the Pill Alliance might not stand by him in order to appease Emperor Qin's wrath.

Even if Elder Tiankui intervened, Emperor Qin might save face, but would certainly not let him off easily.

If Emperor Qin didn't care much about this incident, then with his status as a disciple of Elder Tiankui, he likely wouldn't have too much trouble.

The crux of the matter lies in what attitude Emperor Qin, this significant figure, ultimately adopts.

Within the Supreme Saint Hall, Fang Lin looked at the two people in front of him, showing a pensive expression.

These two people were naturally Gu Hanshan and the woman in black who had been suppressed by Fang Lin inside the Supreme Saint Hall.

During Fang Lin's absence from the Supreme Saint Hall, Gu Hanshan and the woman in black had tried various methods to escape, even using several formidable treasures, but to no avail. The Supreme Saint Hall seemed like an impenetrable prison, inciting feelings of despair and oppression in both of them.

Now, Fang Lin finally had to decide how to deal with the two of them — they couldn't be kept in the Supreme Saint Hall forever.

“The two of you, have you made up your minds? I can kill one and release the other. It's time to decide who lives and who dies,” Fang Lin said indifferently to the two.

Chapter end

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