Luo Family Ancestral Land, within a mysterious small courtyard.
The Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold sat cross-legged, eyes tightly closed.
A powerful Qi-Blood Force gently circulated around his body.
About half an hour later,
The Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold suddenly opened his eyes.
His cultivation had obtained a noticeable enhancement at that moment.
Although, he was still merely in the Viscera Refinement Initial Stage.
But his overall strength had increased by at least ten percent compared to half an hour before.
The Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold suddenly stood up, his eyes slightly reddened.
A ferocious expression gradually appeared on his face.
Bursts of crimson light flickered on him from time to time.
Luo Changfeng asked in a calm, low voice.
The Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold pointed towards the teapot on the stone table, which was emitting a crimson aura.
The expression in his eyes became increasingly impatient.
The ferociousness on his face became even more pronounced at that moment.
In such a situation, Yuan, who was behind the Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold, had already slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of the longsword at his waist.
His eyes briefly flashed with murderous intent.
However, Luo Changfeng stopped him.
Inside the small courtyard,
A moment later, Luo Changfeng poured another cup of crimson tea for the Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold.
He passed it to the person before him.
The Third Boss from the Blood Wolf Stronghold somewhat frantically took the cup of crimson tea.
He eagerly poured it into his mouth.
The following situation was somewhat similar to before,
After drinking the cup of crimson tea, the Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold's strength increased slightly again.
However, his cultivation did not break through.
He was still stuck at the Viscera Refinement Initial Stage.
"I want more, I want more..."
The Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold's eyes turned even redder.
Even his face was now covered with numerous crimson, eerily bizarre, fine lines.
"Give it to me, I said, give it to me..."
Suddenly, the Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold lost control of his emotions and roared frantically at Luo Changfeng.
But just the next moment,
The Third Boss of the Blood Wolf Stronghold's head abruptly fell to the ground.
The somewhat crimson blood, which had a strange taste,
Now splattered everywhere.
Some of the blood near the Stone Pavilion, especially the crimson blood, was completely burned into nothingness by the high-temperature Black Crow Flame.
Oh, no, more precisely,
It was burned into wisps of bizarre, crimson aura.
With the breeze, it gradually dissipated into the void.
"It seems, it's still a failure..."
"Although the Qi-Blood Elixir has condensed into an elixir,
"it seems to have a very high addictive property. Even though it's somewhat better than directly chewing blood-red grass, it still cannot be used normally."
After shaking his head slightly, Luo Changfeng took a white porcelain bottle out of his storage bag.
He placed the remaining two crimson, thumb-nail-sized Qi-Blood Elixirs into it.
Then, he put the white porcelain bottle back into his storage bag.
Though useless, these failed Qi-Blood Elixirs still had some collectible value.
Moreover, that addictive property... he might be able to exploit this aspect someday.
Of course, this was just a passing thought for Luo Changfeng.
Under normal circumstances, he naturally would not use or sell the failed Qi-Blood Elixirs to others.
In the blink of an eye, another half hour had passed.
At this time, in the small courtyard where Luo Changfeng was,
All filth had already been cleaned up.
As the owner of this small courtyard, Luo Changfeng was leisurely drinking tea, silently looking into the distance.
Of course, he had changed the teapot used for making tea,
And the tea was freshly brewed.
About a moment later,
Luo Changfeng suddenly spoke to the empty space in front of him in a low voice.
"Luo elder brother, you knew I would come?"
Not long after, Fu Qiu, the Deputy Sect Master of the Luoshan Prefecture Sub-sect of Wan Dan Sect, quietly sat down beneath the Stone Pavilion.
"It seems a bit strange..."
Shortly after sitting down, Fu Qiu squinted his eyes and looked around.
He had sensed an unfamiliar scent in the air.
"Maybe it's just your imagination..."
Luo Changfeng continued sipping the warm tea in his hand as he spoke in a low voice.
Fu Qiu nodded silently,
And then no longer minded the strange odor.
Perhaps it really was just his over-sensitivity.
"Luo elder brother, the reason I came this time is to discuss the end-of-year re-ranking of the sub-sects," Fu Qiu said in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng set down the tea cup on the stone table,
Looked up calmly at the old fellow Fu Qiu before him, and couldn't help but ask softly, "Is it just that?"
Fu Qiu shook his head, his expression gradually turning grave as he said, "If it were only that, I naturally wouldn't have come here personally. But this time the ranking is a little different; just recently, a slight adjustment was made to the rules by the Main Sect of Wan Dan Sect."