Hei Yao’s eyes were wide open as he fell to the ground, his eyes refusing to close in death. He had never imagined that he would be instantly killed in a mere moment.
Watching Hei Yao being killed in an instant made Mo Shaocong’s face turn extremely ugly. The Bewitching Woman and Tan Yun beside him had very serious expressions, their eyebrows furrowed tightly together.
After killing Hei Yao, Xiao Yifeng continued to walk towards Mo Shaocong.
"You... don’t come any closer, if you come any closer, I... I’ll kill him!"
Mo Shaocong’s demeanor was extremely panicked. As he watched Xiao Yifeng continue to approach, he could only threaten with Mo Sihai, his dagger poised as if ready to slit Mo Sihai’s throat at any moment.
Mo Shumei’s eyes were filled with worry, and her nervous hands were sweating profusely.
A muffled sound suddenly erupted as Xiao Yifeng’s body burst forward, and he threw a punch that landed squarely on Mo Shaocong’s face, caving it in on impact.
The entire person was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, his nasal bridge broken, his face collapsed and covered in blood, too ghastly to endure.
"To think that you could make me kneel, what wishful thinking!"
A look of disdain flashed in Xiao Yifeng’s eyes as he snorted coldly.
"Father, how are you?"
Mo Shumei ran quickly over to Mo Sihai and asked anxiously.
Mo Sihai shook his head.
Mo Shumei cursed angrily and charged towards Mo Shaocong, her long whip shooting out.
The long whip struck Mo Shaocong’s body, making a crisp sound, and immediately a deep whip mark appeared on his body as he let out a piercing scream.
Mo Shumei swung her whip in quick succession, striking Mo Shaocong over and over again, each lash with full force. She beat Mo Shaocong until his skin split open, his blood splattering, his screams unceasing, sending chills down the spines of all who heard.
In the end, Mo Shaocong was beaten to death, not a single part of his body intact, covered in whip marks, and his entire face stained red with blood.
"Hmph, to let you die is simply letting you off too easily!"
Mo Shumei put away her whip and hummed coldly.
"You beat a man to death and still say you let him off easy; you really don’t hold back, do you, woman?"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Mo Shumei and pursed his lips.
"What can I do? He drugged me and wanted to kill my father. Dying is already being lenient to him,"
Mo Shumei pursed her lips nonchalantly.
Mo Shumei’s gaze swept towards the Bewitching Woman and Tan Yun.
"We plead for Mr. Xiao’s mercy; we will definitely not oppose Mr. Xiao ever again!"
The Bewitching Woman quickly bowed to Xiao Yifeng.
"Hmph, you two are under Hei Yao’s command. He dared to collude with Mo Shaocong to harm my father; you all deserve to die!"
Mo Shumei’s eyes glittered with icy murderous intent.
"Alright, since Hei Yao is already dead, let’s leave this matter be. Take your people and get lost immediately. If I catch you doing anything evil again, not a single one of you from the Black Stone Gang will be spared!"
Xiao Yifeng’s body exuded a terrifying killing intent that deterred all around.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for sparing our lives!"
The Bewitching Woman and Tan Yun both bowed their heads, speaking with utmost respect.
"Mr. Xiao, I owe you for intervening this time; otherwise, my life would have been lost."
Mo Sihai looked at Xiao Yifeng and couldn’t help but express his gratitude.
"Patriarch Mo, no need to be so formal, it was merely a helping hand!"
Xiao Yifeng smiled lightly.
Soon, everything returned to calm, and the Black Stone Gang had all withdrawn. With Hei Yao’s death, the entire Black Stone Gang had fallen into the hands of the Bewitching Woman and Tan Yun.
A new day arrived in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Yifeng did not leave the villa that day.
Having advanced to the middle stage of the Gang Qi Realm, Xiao Yifeng’s strength had increased significantly, and since he had already reached a certain level in his Raging Flame Control Technique, he planned to begin alchemy.
He still hadn’t used the Fire Spirit Ganoderma he had obtained from Hua Hai; Xiao Yifeng intended to refine it into a Fire Spirit Pill.
The Fire Spirit Pill could not only forge and temper one’s body but also enhance one’s own strength. It was an extremely powerful elixir.
He had seen his master refine Fire Spirit Pills before, but it was Xiao Yifeng’s first time attempting alchemy, and he was somewhat excited.
Having spent his childhood by his master’s side, Xiao Yifeng had witnessed alchemy many times, and he understood a great deal about the insights and skills involved, yet he had never personally tried it. Now, Xiao Yifeng was eager to experience alchemy for himself.
Alchemy roughly consisted of three steps: extraction, fusion, and core formation, with no room for error in any. Any mistake could ruin the elixir at best, or at worst, cause the pill furnace to explode.
Xiao Yifeng summoned the Xuan Yang Cauldron, waved one hand, and a small cluster of Crimson Earthfire ignited the cauldron; he then began putting the medicinal ingredients needed for the Fire Spirit Pill into the Xuan Yang Cauldron to start extracting their essences.
He had purchased these ingredients in advance at the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion, and to prevent the failure of alchemy, he had bought multiple sets.
Indeed, it wasn’t long before a muffled sound came from the Xuan Yang Cauldron; the ingredients inside had been destroyed, and Xiao Yifeng’s piercing eyes could see the ingredients had turned into a pile of black slag.
The first extraction failed, but Xiao Yifeng was not disheartened; he focused all his energy on this alchemy process.
Over the following period, after destroying a pile of ingredients, Xiao Yifeng finally finished extracting all of them and then began the fusion process.
However, Xiao Yifeng felt a huge drain on his power during this process. Alchemy was too exhausting, especially since he had to control the precision of the flame, which sapped his strength even more.
First, he took out the remaining Spirit Stones to replenish his strength, then commenced the second step, fusing all the ingredients together.
This step required even more caution, but Xiao Yifeng’s penetrating eyes allowed him to observe the situation inside the cauldron directly and prepare promptly, giving him an advantage over other alchemists.
As minutes and seconds passed, Xiao Yifeng concentrated entirely on the Xuan Yang Cauldron, manipulating the Chi Yan Dihuo to begin merging all the ingredients.
Since Xiao Yifeng had only one Fire Spirit Ganoderma, there could be no mistakes during this fusion process, or else he would have difficulty refining the Fire Spirit Pill.
Fortunately, Xiao Yifeng was quite lucky. With his full attention and the formidable power of the Chi Yan Dihuo and the Xuan Yang Cauldron, no errors occurred during the fusion process.
Dozens of minutes later, the ingredients in the Xuan Yang Cauldron had all completely merged.