Phoenix Destroyer
4. Entering the City

In a cave not far from the border of the Phoenix clan territory, Feng Mo was resting.

Feng Mo sat in front of the bonfire he had made. His hand moved to sort through the spiritual grass that had been gathered.

First-rate spiritual grass is quite common to see in the wilderness. Due to his low level, high level Monsters looked down on him and thought of him like a weed.

Feng Mo had collected many batches of spiritual grass that would be used for first-rate medicinal bath soup.

Not only that, Feng Mo also gathered some second-rate spiritual grass that he could see along the way.

The poison extracted from the flock of fire Ants had collected nearly half of the jade bottle.

Feng Mo took out an alchemy furnace from the storage area, and began to process the medicinal soup.

First heat the alchemy furnace with fire. The fire required for alchemy usually had to be a little gentle.

But Feng Mo was purifying the poison for a medicinal bath, so he just originly threw his life flame.

Every phoenix has the fire of life. After starting to cultivate Feng Mo can condense his own life flame.

Feng Mo's life flame was a blackish-red color, which had the characteristics of his cultivation method.

After heating the furnace, Feng Mo began to use his consciousness to control the furnace.

One by one the spiritual grasses were thrown into the furnace. The spiritual grass melted into a green-colored liquid, then merged bit by bit into one.

Feng Mo concentrated his concentration on integrating the spiritual liquid.

When the liquid successfully combined into one, Feng Mo put in the final step, which was to drip poison drop by drop.

The green liquid then turned black.

Feng Mo's face pouted, only one last step remained but he was starting to run out of steam.

Sweat fell from his forehead. Feng Mo insisted on completing the purification until it was finished.

When the liquid inside the furnace was completely black in color, refining had been said to be successful.

Feng Mo hurriedly sat down in meditation to restore the spiritual energy within his lost body.

After replenishing the power, Feng Mo went to take out the prepared wooden tub, and filled it with hot water.

Then Feng Mo poured the configured medicinal soup into the tub.

While waiting for the water temperature to drop slightly, Feng Mo took off his clothes without sparing a single strand. Naked, Feng Mo walked into the wooden tub.

A familiar pain attacked Feng Mo.

After getting used to the pain, Feng Mo meditated and carried out his practice.

The poison and medicinal content present in the water began to seep into his body through the pores.

Feng Mo could feel something flowing into his body, passing through his flesh and bones. It then rotates several times past the acupoints, and ends at the bottom of the abdomen.

Feng Mo saw that other than having a demon pill, he still had his dantian.

For a half-monster race, they usually only had one core.

Those who had more dominating human blood, their core and training leaned more towards humans.

It's just that they have advantages that ordinary humans don't have.

And for those whose purity of demonic blood was higher, they could turn into humans early on.

Other demons with a purity level of middle-to-lower blood, if they wanted to change shape into humans, required cultivation to reach a certain level.

There was also spiritual grass born from heaven and earth, which could change the shape of a demon if it ate it.

It's just that because of its rarity, the grass is not easy to get.

Even if discovered, a feud between demons would be inevitable.

Feng Mo's demonic dantian and pill were close to each other.

Something went through his mind. Feng Mo thought if he could merge the two cores, would his cultivation be many times faster?

It takes half an effort to achieve twice the results.

But Feng Mo gradually calmed down.

Because his intuition said that if he wanted to merge the two cores, he would at least have to break through the second level of the cultivation cheat.

It was just that in order to rise from a low-grade to a first-rate middle-class, Feng Mo would at least need an awful lot of poison to purify.

Feng Mo did not know how long to wait to be able to break through the second level.

The water inside the wooden tub had returned clear color. Feng Mo pulled himself out of the bathtub.

Feng Mo's body was previously thin dry and short. After staying for a few days in the forest, Feng Mo started taking care of his own body.

He would hunt prey and pick wild fruits. Feng Mo also picked up a fruit or flower that had little poison.

For a boy, Feng Mo's dream was to grow up to be stronger and taller.

During those few days in the wilderness, Feng Mo thought about the future. There was no way he would stay in the clan anymore.

But he was just a little demon who was just cultivating. It's not safe to stay outside all the time.

Maybe he should go to a nearby village or town.

The demon race territory also had many resident cities, they were mostly small tribes affiliated with high-level demon clans.

Many are also independent and half-demons who live like most humans.

People were mixed up, which was perfect for Feng Mo's current state.

Feng Mo only knew that there was a city south of the Phoenix clan's private territory.

He heard from the furry kids who once lived there. The city was led by someone from the Merak clan.

The Peacock Clan built a city with the aim of getting closer to the Phoenix clan.

They also have a very distant private territory.

Feng Mo did not know how far to go to the city. He could only go south by fumbling.

Maybe luck can point the way.

At the deserted city gate, two guards were yawning bored.

There was nothing special during his years in charge, both of them were too lazy to notice.

Then a tattered figure appeared and walked towards the city gate.

"Ten low-tier spirit stones."

The figure was silent. Then bring out a spiritual grass.

The guard snorted in disgust. "No spirit stones?"

The tattered young man nodded in embarrassment.

"Nothing next time!"

The young man nodded quickly and hurried away. But before he could walk away, a strong pressure came from behind.

A group of strong people stopped at the city gate. The radiating pressure pressed down on his body, making him rush away.

The young man lowered his eyelids and lowered his sense of presence.

"Young Master Kong just got back?" A guard asked with pleasantries.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Did the Young Master get what he was looking for?"

"Huh, it didn't work. We're at a dead end."

"It's really not easy."

The fat young man called Young Master Kong spoke to the excited guard.

His identity seems unusual.

"Come on, get on with your work."

"Please, Young Master."

The group entered the city. Leaving the deserted city gate.

The tattered youth who was none other than Feng Mo, stared towards their disappearance.

The entourage had an extremely powerful aura, but they were led by a fat youth who was not how strong.

Perhaps this Young Master Kong's identity was more extraordinary than he had thought.

Entering the city, Feng Mo looked for a shop that could sell his magic pills.

During his time in the forest, Feng Mo was not just looking for poison. He also collected spiritual grass to be turned into magic pills.

Feng Mo could not reveal to the outside world that he was cultivating using poison.

Feng Mo's alchemy was learned from the Haotian pavilion by fumbling. He concocted some basic pills like bigu pills, qi filling pills, low detoxification pills.

As the spiritual grass in the forest grew wildly, Feng Mo did not need to spend any money at all.

And the magic pills he made, gathered a lot in storage.

As for why Feng Mo gave the spiritual grass to the gatekeeper, he had observed that the gatekeeper received whatever was to be given to him.

After replacing the magic pill with spirit stones, Feng Mo looked for a place that sold ready-made clothes.

Feng Mo left the Phoenix clan without bringing anything. Buying some clothes, Feng Mo then went to a teahouse.

Feng Mo ordered some cheap food. While waiting for the food to cook, Feng Mo heard some whispers.

"Young Master Kong still did not give up looking for the Yueqi Flower."

"However Miss Lan will soon go train to the Phoenix clan, if Young Master Kong does not manage to get Miss Lan to agree to her proposal, when else will they meet?"

"But in my opinion, even if Young Master Kong manages to obtain the Yueqi Flower, Miss Lan will not agree with her proposal."

"What to expect from a fat monster."

"Be careful when you talk!"

"Huh, should Young Master Kong lose his weight first before proposing to Miss Lan, even if he is the direct descendant of the Patriarch of the Peacock clan."

"Miss Lan was a typical beauty of the Stork clan, she had half the blood of the Phoenix clan in her body. It was expected that he would raise the status of the Stork clan!"

To increase the number of descendants of the demon race, inter-clan marriage was inevitable.

Miss Lan this is a living example.

Although high-level monsters attach great importance to the purity of blood, her lower descendants are allowed to marry into other clans.

They simply underestimate connecting with humans.

"Young Master Kong is very lucky! Even if he could not cultivate anymore, the Patriarch of the Peacock clan still cherished him."

Feng Mo withdrew his mind to listen to the surrounding gossip again.

"Patriark only has Young Master Kong under his knees, otherwise who else does he lift up high?"

"But Patriarch Kong also gave him a level five guard to escort him in search of the Yueqi Flower."

"Hey, is the Yueqi Flower really that capable?"

"Said to be able to increase the bloodline."

"Tsk tsk."

After finishing the meal, Feng Mo immediately left the teahouse. Feng Mo then looked for a small inn.

Feng Mo found an inn with the mark of the Peacock clan on his signboard.

He did not think too much, after asking for a room, Feng Mo went to order some warm water for a bath.

He had been living in the forest for a year. In addition to the medicinal baths one had to do to cultivate, Feng Mo ignored the other trifles.

So let's rest for the night. As for what happens tomorrow, let's talk tomorrow.