Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

"Swish!"

All eyes turned to the speaker, and to everyone's surprise, it was a young man.

"Who is this person? Even Qing Yao has failed. Yet he still wants to try. Could he also be a descendant of an Ancient Sacred Land?"

"Among those ancient forces, there doesn't seem to be such a person."

...

Some people were pointing and whispering about Lin Feng.

"Do you want to try too?" Xie Linghui said disdainfully, "Are you an Alchemist too? Pfft! Does such a tiny country as the True Martial Country even have Alchemists? Maybe you are just an Alchemy Apprentice? Or perhaps you want to attract Senior Brother Qiann's attention? Stop embarrassing yourself here."

"Sister, shut up!" Qing Yao looked at Xie Linghui with displeasure and then at Lin Feng apologetically.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, indicating he didn't take it to heart.

"Who is this young brother?" Qiann Ruimian looked at Lin Feng.

Chen Yang said, "Senior Brother Qiann, this kid is from that tiny True Martial Country. Perhaps he learned some Alchemy for a few days. Whether he has refined his own flame or not is still unknown. I think this kid is just showing off, trying to get your attention."

"Sister, Chen Yang and Xie Linghui are being too much," Hong Xin'er said with a frown.

"Descendants from the Ancient Sacred Lands are typically prideful. They look down upon people from smaller forces. Moreover, the True Martial Country is such a tiny country on the map of the Heavenly Martial Continent's Three Thousand States that it's even hard to find. Young Master Lin being from True Martial Country naturally invites their scorn. Adding their successive failures and Lin Feng's will to try, it's natural they feel uncomfortable and resort to verbal insults," Dream Xuan Immortal explained.

Many people looked over, including Qin Mubai and Jin Yichen.

Qiann Ruimian frowned slightly, unsure if his displeasure stemmed from Lin Feng or because Chen Yang had butted in.

Lin Feng asked, "May I have the chance to try?"

Qiann Ruimian nodded, "Come and give it a try."

Lin Feng then walked over.

He took out his Medicine Tripod.

"Pfft...!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Lin Feng's Medicine Tripod, purchased from an auction house, was worth tens of thousands of gold coins, but clearly it couldn't compare to the precious Medicine Tripods owned by the others.

A good tripod could buy several Mortal Kingdoms.

Such is the value of a Medicine Tripod!

Like Chen Yang's Canghai Tripod, which was beyond monetary value. Just one Canghai Tripod could buy ten countries the size of True Martial Country.

As for Qing Yao's Phoenix Treasure Tripod, its worth was incalculable. It was a treasure forged by the Ancient Saint Emperor, capable of causing bloodshed and turmoil.

"Boy, what kind of tripod is that? Could it also be a precious treasure? What was it made from?" Chen Yang asked, with a sneer at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng clenched his fist tightly, giving Chen Yang a cold look. Then, he unclenched his fist and said, "Alchemy! The tripod is merely an aid!"

"Pfft, you sure have a way of making excuses for yourself," Xie Linghui said. "A slightly better tripod costs billions of gold coins. As for those famous tripods, they can't be bought with gold coins but need Spirit Stones instead. And those precious treasure tripods, even Spirit Stones can't buy them. With your poor look, you can only use such a tripod suitable for Alchemy Apprentices."

Qiann Ruimian said with some displeasure, "Brother Chen, if you have more to say, could you please wait until Brother Lin has finished?"

Chen Yang said, "My apologies, I misspoke. Please forgive me, Senior Brother Qiann."

Qiann Ruimian nodded and said nothing more.

Chen Yang attributed Qiann Ruimian's reprimand to Lin Feng and looked at Lin Feng with a hint of coldness.

"Are we ready to begin?" Qiann Ruimian looked towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng nodded his head!

He stood in front of the table, placing the Black Iron Wood into the Medicine Tripod.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, contemplating how to refine the Black Iron Wood.

Refining Black Iron Wood required not only a powerful flame but also the correct method.

Actually! Qing Yao's Purple Gold Sky-splitting Fire could already refine Black Iron Wood, yet, Qing Yao had failed.

Because Qing Yao had not mastered the method.

The Fire Kirin squinted at Lin Feng and muttered to itself, "Knowledge put to practice, you have learned the three thousand refining techniques from the Ancient Medicine God. If you can't even extract the Divine Liquid from the ordinary Black Iron Wood, then that would be truly disappointing."

"Whoosh..."

Lin Feng's eyes, previously closed, suddenly snapped open, and with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of light purple fire leapt out.

"What kind of flame is this?" Many were surprised.

"Light purple, could it be the Purple Void Fire ranked 936th on the Earth Fire list?"

"Snort! Indeed, it's typical of someone from a small place, the flame used for refining... is so unique."

Some people scoffed out loud.

Lin Feng behaved as though he heard none of the mocking voices; whenever he refined medicine, all his focus would be on the inside of the "Medicine Tripod."

He flicked his fingers.

The Purple Flame Earth Core Fire flew out, engulfing the Black Iron Wood.

Black Iron Wood, being an ancient Divine Wood, was exceedingly difficult to refine.

The exterior surface of Black Iron Wood was a very strange material, impervious to water and fire.

But since it was categorized as "Spirit Wood," there certainly had to be a method to refine the Black Iron Wood. After pondering for a while, Lin Feng conceived the method.

He controlled the Purple Flame Earth Core Fire, fiercely burning the same area of the Black Iron Wood.

Once he could breach the structure of the Black Iron Wood's surface, Lin Feng would be able to obliterate the wood's formidable defensive power from within. No matter how hard a material was, it always had a weakness.

Lin Feng's spirit thoroughly merged with the Black Iron Wood and the Purple Flame Earth Core Fire.

The temperature of the Purple Flame Earth Core Fire kept changing, with thirty different temperatures shifting every second.

This was an enormous test for an alchemist.

Lin Feng used the temperature differences created by these thirty rapid shifts within a supremely brief time to produce a massive impact on the Black Iron Wood. This was a technique passed down from the Ancient Medicine God. If one could cultivate to the peak, a second could produce ten thousand different alternating temperatures. If one could reach this level, any material would be shattered by the impact produced by these temperature shifts. However, Lin Feng's cultivation and Soul Power were not sufficient. Controlling the Purple Flame Earth Core Fire to undergo thirty temperature changes per second was already his limit.

Actually, this principle was like that of certain nuclear... weapons, such as the atomic... bomb, which is formed by different materials countering each other at high temperatures, then creating an unspeakable destructive force. A mere atomic... bomb with a diameter of several centimeters could destroy a vast city.

During medicine refining, countering different temperatures to produce a powerful destructive force followed this principle.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Feng.

Chen Yang, Xie Linghui, and others wore disdainful expressions.

They didn't believe Lin Feng could succeed.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud boom sounded, and the Medicine Tripod on the table could not withstand the strong destructive force produced by the Heavenly Fire's thirty temperature counteractions per second, and the tripod exploded outright.