Myth Beyond Heaven

Yun Lintian emerged from the cultivation chamber, a soft smile playing on his lips. The subtle hum of energy within the vials he held was a testament to his successful concoction.

These weren't just any pills; they were imbued with the unique essence of the Ancient

Battlefield, refined with the harmonious touch of the Tree of Life. He knew they held immense value in this chaotic realm.

With Qingqing trailing excitedly behind, he ventured back into the bustling market district. The clamor of haggling merchants and the vibrant displays of exotic goods were a stark contrast to the desolate wasteland beyond the city walls.

He found a shop specializing in pills and elixirs, its shelves brimming with colorful bottles and jars, yet none that radiated the potent aura of his own creations.

The shopkeeper, a woman with sharp eyes and a shrewd demeanor, greeted him with a practiced smile. "Welcome, young master. What brings you to our humble shop?"

Yun Lintian presented the vials, their subtle glow catching the light. "I wish to trade these for Spirit Beads."

The shopkeeper's eyes widened as she took the vials, her practiced smile faltering. She carefully uncorked one, and a wave of pure, potent energy washed over her. Her astonishment was evident.

"These... these are extraordinary! Their potency and purity are far beyond anything I've seen before. And these properties... they're perfectly tailored to the challenges of this battlefield." She said.

She looked at Yun Lintian with newfound respect, recognizing the mark of a true alchemist. "You have a remarkable talent, young master. These pills are invaluable here. I can offer you a considerable sum of Spirit Beads for them."

Yun Lintian, though pleased with the offer, maintained a calm demeanor. "I appreciate your assessment. However, I believe their value is far greater than what you propose."

The shopkeeper, a seasoned trader, was taken aback by his confidence. She realized she was dealing with someone who knew his worth. After a moment of thoughtful silence, she proposed a significantly higher price, one that reflected the true value of his unique creations.

Yun Lintian, satisfied with the deal, completed the transaction, his spatial ring now brimming with Spirit Beads. As he turned to leave, a figure stepped out from the shadows, blocking his path.

"Hold on a moment, Alchemist." The man's voice was smooth yet laced with an underlying threat. He was tall and imposing, clad in the dark, ornate armor of the West Region Army, his eyes cold and calculating. "My name is Commander Zhao, and I represent the West Region Army. We have need of your... talents."

Yun Lintian's eyes narrowed. He recognized the implicit threat in the commander's tone. This wasn't a request; it was a demand veiled in a thin veneer of courtesy.

"And what talents would those be, Commander Zhao?" Yun Lintian asked, his voice calm yet firm.

"Your alchemy, of course," Commander Zhao stated, his lips curling into a sneer. "Those pills you just sold... they are precisely what our army needs. We are willing to offer you a position within our ranks, a chance to contribute to the glory of the West Region. In return, you will refine pills exclusively for us."

Yun Lintian's expression remained unchanged. He had no interest in joining any army, especially one that resorted to intimidation and coercion.

"I appreciate your offer, Commander Zhao," Yun Lintian replied, his voice laced with a hint of amusement, "but I prefer to work independently."

Commander Zhao's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. "I advise you to reconsider, Alchemist. The West Region Army is a powerful force in this battlefield. Defying us would be unwise."

Qingqing, sensing the rising tension, stepped forward, her small form radiating a chilling aura. "Do you dare threaten my Big Brother Yun?" she asked, her voice deceptively sweet, yet laced with a chilling undertone.

Commander Zhao, startled by the sudden shift in atmosphere, turned his attention to Qingqing. He saw a seemingly harmless girl, her innocent appearance a stark contrast to the terrifying aura emanating from her. He had heard rumors of a merciless wind spirit terrorizing the battlefield, and a flicker of recognition sparked in his eyes.

"You... you're the Wind Demon!" he stammered, taking a step back.

Qingqing's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with a cold light. "So, you've heard of me. That's good. Now, leave before you regret it."

Commander Zhao, despite his arrogance, was no fool. He recognized the danger before him. This girl, this Wind Demon, possessed power far beyond his own. He had no desire to become another victim of her wrath.

"Very well," he growled, his voice laced with resentment. "But you haven't seen the last of the West Region Army, Alchemist. We will not forget this."

With a parting glare, Commander Zhao turned and retreated, his footsteps echoing through the market as he disappeared into the crowd.

Yun Lintian watched him go, a faint smile playing on his lips. He had faced down a commander of the West Region Army, not with brute force, but with the reputation of his companion, the Wind Demon. It was a testament to Qingqing's growing strength and the fear she instilled in others.

He turned to Qingqing, his eyes filled with warmth as he gently touched her head. "Hehe. It seems our Little Qingqing has made a name for herself."

Qingqing giggled and asked for a hug.

Yun Lintian picked her up and placed her on his shoulder, her usual spot.

"Where are we going next, Big Brother Yun?" Qingqing asked cutely.

"Let's find something to eat, and then we're going to make more money," Yun Lintian said. He planned to accumulate his wealth here before leaving.

Without further thought, Yun Lintian bought more ingredients and found a decent restaurant to settle in. Wherever he went, he became the center of attention.

Among those who kept an eye on him, many came from the West Region Army. Yun Lintian had completely offended the army; it was impossible for them to let him go.

Yun Lintian had also noticed this, but he didn't care. As long as they didn't provoke him, he had no intention of making a move.

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BOOM!

On the other side of the battlefield, Nantian Fengyu casually threw a fireball to finish off a decayed beast and picked up the Spirit Bead. Since arriving, she had discovered that her perception was suppressed, and her energy couldn't be recovered normally. The Spirit Bead had become a crucial resource.

Knowing this, Nantian Fengyu began to hunt down the decayed beasts in the area.

"Phoenix flames?" a cold male voice suddenly rang out.

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