After returning to Jizhou, Chen Nan and Xu Lu were deeply affectionate, inevitably sharing tender monts.
After their romantic interlude, Xu Lu nestled in Chen Nan’s arms, gradually drifting into slumber.
Although the previous scare had troubled her, she had already recovered under Chen Nan’s comforting presence, sleeping very soundly.
Lying in bed, Chen Nan was without the slightest inclination to sleep, his expression grave as he contemplated, "Lin Yu will stop at nothing. I must deal with him as quickly as possible, or the consequences are unimaginable."
He was not alone; surrounded by many beloved won, these won are his weaknesses.
Thankfully, Xu Lu hadn’t sustained serious injuries this ti, otherwise, he would have been guilt-ridden for life.
With that thought, he took out his phone and sent a ssage to Jiang Wanli inquiring about the collection of herbs.
Soon after, Jiang Wanli replied, "The last herb will arrive in Jizhou tomorrow morning." Seeing this ssage, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Nan’s eyes. He imdiately sent another ssage to Jiang Wanli, asking him to find a quiet mountain area for potion-making.
The next morning, after having breakfast with Xu Lu, Chen Nan drove off with Qingyun Temple’s incense burner, leaving Jinxiu Qiancheng.
Speeding along the road and after more than an hour’s drive, he arrived at a remote small mountain village.
The village, called Qinglong Village, is surrounded by green mountains and flowing water; the scenery is pleasant.
The scale of the village wasn’t large, only housing a few dozen families.
However, the entire Qinglong Village was now deserted as all the villagers had temporarily moved away.
This was a small mountain village heavily invested in by the Jiang Group, planning to turn it into a secluded paradise.
By this ti, Jiang Wanli had already been waiting there for a long ti.
As soon as Chen Nan got out of the car, Jiang Wanli and Zhou Long quickly ca forward to greet him.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chen Nan opened the trunk and lifted out the Qingyun Temple’s incense burner single-handedly.
Zhou Long quickly offered his help, "Mr. Chen, let
assist you!" he said, reaching out for the incense burner that Chen Nan was holding.
Chen Nan smiled and said, "Brother Long, I appreciate your offer, but you probably can’t lift this."
Zhou Long couldn’t help frowning, his face full of suspicion as he asked, "Is this thing that heavy?"
Chen Nan didn’t elaborate. He casually set down the incense burner on the ground and then gestured for Zhou Long to try with a smile on his face.
Zhou Long stretched his limbs and grabbed both sides of the incense burner, using all his strength to try and lift it.
However, the incense burner did not budge an inch!
Zhou Long gasped in shock, his eyes full of amazent. He knew Chen Nan was extraordinary, which was why he tried to lift the incense burner with both hands, yet he didn’t expect the difference between him and Chen Nan to be so dramatic.
Chen Nan held the incense burner single-handedly with ease, while Zhou Long couldn’t move it at all despite his best efforts – the gap between them was glaringly obvious.
"I’ll handle it," Chen Nan said with a smile, reaching out to single-handedly lift the incense burner by the bottom and followed Jiang Wanli into a small farmhouse courtyard.
Once inside the farmhouse courtyard, Jiang Wanli looked at the bronze incense burner with a puzzled face and asked, "Mr. Chen, where did you get this incense burner? It looks so familiar to ."
Zhou Long’s eyes widened in shock, exclaiming, "Holy shit, this looks like the Qingyun Temple’s incense burner, it must be! I’ve visited Qingyun Temple to offer incense before, this is definitely their incense burner!"
Jiang Wanli couldn’t help remarking, "Mr. Chen’s connections are really extensive, even able to borrow the Qingyun Temple’s incense burner!"
Hearing this, a cold smile appeared on Chen Nan’s face as he slowly said, "From now on, the na Qingyun Temple will no longer exist in the martial world."
A simple statent, but it gave Jiang Wanli and Zhou Long goosebumps, sending chills down their spine, raising goosebumps all over.
Although they didn’t know the grudges between Chen Nan and Qingyun Temple, one thing was clear, Qingyun Temple had been eradicated by Chen Nan.
This thought alone set off a storm of shock in their hearts.
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You should know that Jingxuzi of Qingyun Temple is a super strong figure with a long-standing reputation in the martial world, and his six disciples are also top-notch masters, each one in ten thousand.
Although they knew Chen Nan was powerful, they didn’t anticipate he was strong enough to overpower Qingyun Temple.
Just then, Chen Nan’s voice rose again: "Mr. Jiang, have those dicinal materials been prepared?"
Jiang Wanli snapped out of his shock and said hastily: "They’re all ready." As he spoke, he opened a box made of golden silkwood, which held the various dicinal herbs required by Chen Nan.
Looking at the dicinal materials, Chen Nan’s eyes revealed an unmistakable gleam; these herbs were of extrely high quality, each one incredibly valuable.
"Mr. Jiang, could you please protect
while I take my dicinal bath? No one is allowed to approach during that ti," Chen Nan instructed Zhou Long as well.
Actually, he originally planned to use Qingyun Temple’s incense burner to concoct pills, but ultimately he abandoned that idea.
Even though the incense burner from Qingyun Temple had beco a Magic Artifact, he couldn’t guarantee the success rate of pill concoction.
After all, he only had one Blood Ginseng, and a failure would be irretrievable.
It was for this reason that he decided to take a dicinal bath instead.
After Zhou Long left the farmhouse courtyard, Chen Nan and Jiang Wanli remained behind.
Chen Nan poured the spring water Jiang Wanli had prepared into the incense burner, then lit so wood underneath to start heating it.
Then, following a specific order, he placed the various herbs for concocting the Body Tempering Pill into it.
As the flas under the incense burner continued to heat up, the spring water gradually ward, and steam rose, filling the air with a strong aroma of the herbs.
Chen Nan took a deep breath, quickly disrobed, and with a mix of excitent and nervousness, slowly stepped into the incense burner.
As soon as he sat down cross-legged in the burner, a scalding sensation enveloped his body.
Shortly after, a potent force of dicine began to spread through the water.
Chen Nan felt as if countless needles were piercing deep into him, sending pain from the surface of his skin straight into his bone marrow.
He clenched his teeth and furrowed his brows tightly, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
The potency of the dicine was fiercer than he had anticipated, and even he struggled to endure it!
As the dicine continued to perate, Chen Nan’s body began to tremble violently.
That dicinal force, like a sharp blade, rampaged through his body, tearing through every inch of muscle with agonizing pain.
His hands gripped the edge of the incense burner tightly, knuckles whitening, and a faint trace of blood seeped from over-stressed finger gaps.
The bodily pain made Chen Nan’s breathing rapid and heavy; his gasps echoed through the quiet courtyard.
He felt as if his heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, each beat accompanied by severe pain.
His lungs burned as if afla, each breath hot and intense.
Jiang Wanli, on the other hand, felt a chilling sense of dread.
He had no idea how intense the pain from the dicinal effects could be.
But one thing was clear.
The water in the incense burner was almost boiling, and with Chen Nan sitting inside it, one could only imagine how excruciating it must be!
As the power of the dicine went deeper, Chen Nan’s skin turned red, and his veins began to stand out.
Like a raging tide, the force of the dicine constantly battered his body, as if it aid to completely destroy him.
He closed his eyes tight, his facial muscles contorted with pain, and his mouth emitted bursts of deep groans!
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