Fishing the Myriad Heavens Chapter 187: I’m Not His Match

Chapter 187: I'm Not His Match...

Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

Bei Feng finally assud a serious expression as he turned around. The Qin Yi right now was enough to cause him to feel a sense of threat!

Qin Yi had his own calculations as well. With Bei Feng's current strength, it was almost certain that the Clan Leader's position would go to him when they return. Thus, even if he offended Bei Feng now, he was sure that Bei Feng would thank him in the end after tasting the sweetness of absolute power!

With a move of his body, Qin Yi disappeared like a puff of mist, chopping towards Bei Feng!

At this ti, Qin Yi's movents were extrely fast. Even a top-tier Xiantian master might not be able to react to his speed in ti! And this ti, the person standing before him was actually Bei Feng!

Calming his mind, Bei Feng covered the entire area ten ters around him with his ntal power. Within that range, Qin Yi's movents were slowed down by ten tis in Bei Feng's eyes!

Bei Feng knew that his weakness was a lack of martial techniques. With just his physique, he could only resort to fighting using brute strength. Ursa Smash was probably the only technique he'd grasped that could be considered a martial technique.

In a fight with opponents of similar strength, the one more likely to be in a disadvantageous position was him!

With a thought, a golden dagger shot out of Bei Feng's body, stabbing towards Qin Yi's neck!

Qin Yi only saw a flash before his eyes, and a yellow ray was already stabbing towards him. Without any hesitation, he brought the flexible sword upwards to block his exposed neck.

"Ding!"

It was just a light tallic cling, but as Qin Yi turned around, the flexible sword which he had forged with countless precious materials and ancient forging thods had actually been cleaved apart!

A small golden dagger no larger than a palm stopped beside his neck. As he turned around, he saw a long, slender hand grabbing onto the golden dagger's handle.

The small golden dagger near his neck caused a stinging sensation to appear on his skin. Although the blade itself was not resting against his skin, faint traces of blood could already be seen as his neck bled.

"I won't kill you this ti. But if you continue to harass like this, I'll make it so that you can lay down here forever!"

Bei Feng harrumphed coldly and kept the golden dagger away manually. The reason he did that was because he didn't want to reveal all of his cards before outsiders.

That way, Qin Yi would only think that the dagger was just a very sharp weapon, and link its insane speed to Bei Feng's knife throwing technique. He wouldn't suspect that the flying dagger was actually a divine weapon with inscriptions on it!

After that, Bei Feng did not bother to linger in the yard any longer. He directly turned around and walked into the villa, leaving Qin Yi alone with a distraught spirit.

This matter was truly too great of a blow for him. For thirty years, he had trained so painstakingly to reach Xiantian realm. If he was in another place, he could do whatever he wanted to, and no one would be able to stop him. But this ti, he'd actually been defeated by a 20-sothing years old youth!

Qin Yi exited Blue Spirit Mountain with a zombified expression. No matter how much he thought, he knew that there was no way he could have dodged that last dagger strike!

Qin Yi sighed heavily and took out his mobile phone, then dialed the number for Qin Wufa's private phone.

"You brought him back already?"

Qin Wufa was seated at an ancient-looking study room while dressed in a historic style martial attire. He held a scroll with an ancient text in his hands, looking extrely serene. Suddenly, he whipped out an extrely modern mobile phone, completely destroying the ancient image he'd set up for himself.

"Clan Leader, this underling was unable to bring the young master back."

Qin Yi reported respectfully. His heart was filled with trepidation as he imagined Qin Wufa's face behind the phone.

"What happened? Didn't I tell you to bring him back regardless of the thod? Even if you had to kidnap him back here?"

Qin Wufa frowned slightly as he put down the ancient scroll in his hands and sipped lightly on a cup of tea.

"Clan Leader, this underling... was not a match for the young master... "

Qin Yi felt his face burning with sha, but that was the truth of the matter.

"PFFT!"

Caught off guard, Qin Wufa spat out the tea in his mouth. "How is this possible? Could it be that another powerful clan joined in to stop you?"

Qin Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he struggled to form his words. "No... nobody helped him. This underling was really unable to defeat the young master. Clan Leader, we'd all misjudged him! Young master's cultivation had already broken through to Xiantian realm!"

"Clang!"

Qin Wufa was completely stunned. He'd even lost grip on the cup in his hands, allowing it to fall and shatter on the ground. Why did this feel like he was listening to an unrealistic story?

"Are you certain?!"

Qin Wufa's tone was so calm that nobody could guess at his thoughts.

"This underling is certain, since I've personally exchanged blows with him. If young master had not been lenient, this underling would be dead already!"

Every ti Qin Yi thought back to that dagger strike, he would feel a chill in his heart. That was truly the first ti he'd ever felt so close to death!

The phone fell silent for half a beat before Qin Wufa's voice sounded again. "Alright, you can co back first."

As soon as he ended the call, Qin Wufa suddenly burst out laughing.

"But this is a little troubleso... seems like the boy still holds so resentnt towards the clan."

Having laughed his fill, Qin Wufa began to pace about in the study, muttering to himself like a crazed man.

***

Bei Feng was in the kitchen, preparing so lunch for himself. ‘The taste still cant be compared to the Mountain Delicacies Pavilion. Looks like I'll be taking a trip down to Mountain Delicacies Pavilion for dinner tonight.’

Bei Feng smiled lightly as he chewed on his lunch. How true it was that there's no hurt if there wasn't any to compare against!

After lunch, Bei Feng began to practice his ntal power techniques, while at the sa ti, examine the refining process of the Blood Qi Pellet.

The Blood Qi Pellet was created with the essence within Demonic Beast at. Thus, the Blood Qi Pellet made from different grades of Demonic Beasts should have a vastly different power.

Even so, nobody in their right minds would use high-grade demonic beasts to refine the coarse and ordinary Blood Qi Pellet. Every part of a high-grade demonic beast was akin to a precious treasure. Such precious materials would naturally be used to refine more precious pills!

The thod of refining the Blood Qi Pellet was actually extrely simple. Basically, the alchemist just needed to extract the essence from the Demonic Beast flesh through the cauldron and burn away all the impurities.

But at the sa ti, it was also a rather tricky process. The control over the fla's temperature was of utmost importance. Otherwise, just a slight mistake could potentially destroy all the ingredients.

Coincidentally, this Blood Qi Pellet was also the hot favorite among Pill Apprentices to refine. Only when one's blood and Qi reached a certain point could they begin to try their hands at refining the other Ungraded Pellets.

‘The control of the fire is not sothing that can be learned just by pondering over the theories. It's still necessary to give it a try.’

Bei Feng thought for a mont and decided to experint with so pork first.

He carried the large cauldron over to the yard and set it down on an empty patch. As he looked at the cauldron, Bei Feng could not help but feel his eyelids twitch a little. When he was fishing, those cauldrons he saw were only about as big as a basketball. But this cauldron here could already be considered to be on a whole other level!

‘Common pigs are not demonic beasts, but this pork is also considered blood and flesh... there should still be so essence which can be extracted, right?’

After setting up everything, Bei Feng loosened the valve on the Dicyanoacetylene cylinder, releasing a jet of foul sll. Using a lighter, he lit the gas afla and adjusted the oxygen value.

In an instant, a raging fire blood forth on the empty patch of ground. The fla was incomparably hot, even enough to burn through solid steel plate!

Bei Feng lit three cylinders of Dicyanoacetylene at once and aid the torch heads below the cauldron.

Waves of hot currents wafted up from under the cauldron, causing Bei Feng's heart to skip a beat. He was sowhat worried that the cauldron would not be able to endure such high temperatures! If the fire actually burned a hole through the cauldron's base, that would not be a funny matter!

In just one, two minutes, the cauldron's appearance took on a great change as it was completely wrapped in the tyrannical heat!

The three sources of fla covered the entire surface area of the cauldron's bottom side instead of only being concentrated in a small area at the center.

The nurous fiery red patterns around the cauldron grew alive and manifested around the cauldron, dancing about in the air above it!

"It works indeed!"

Seeing the mystical manifestations on the cauldron, Bei Feng could not help but gasp with excitent. He had never seen such a phenonon from the cauldron before. That ant that the few thousand degree Celsius fla was enough to do the trick!