Danzun War God

Chapter Two: A Narrow Encounter

"Young Master Han is probably in for a rough time now. He's just woken up, is he going to be beaten into a living dead again?"

"The Han family is likely to follow in the footsteps of the Nangong family!"

"The Han family head is currently out and hasn't returned yet. Once he does, he'll definitely break ties with the Lu family. Last time, the family strongly advised against it, but he chose to remain patient!"

There was a lot of chatter among the crowd.

Lu Yong stepped into the thatched hut, completely disregarding Han Qi. He pushed a package of medicinal herbs off the counter to the ground, then turned around and said with a forced smile, "A piece of trash like you wants to settle scores with me? Are you going to settle them now or wait until your father comes and we can settle them together!"

Han Qi stared intently at Lu Yong and said, enunciating each word clearly, "One month from now, I will have a decisive battle with you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Everyone was stunned, and then the crowd erupted into chaos.

"With your meridians destroyed, how can you possibly fight against Lu Yong? Isn't that like throwing a stone chicken egg?"

"Young Master Han has gone mad! He's courting death! Everyone else is trying to avoid him, but he's going to chase after him!"

"Young Master Han is a true man, worthy of being the eldest son of the Han family. He has backbone, but it's a pity."

Lu Yong was stunned, completely taken aback. He then said, "Fine, I accept the challenge. If you, this piece of trash, dare to run away in a month, I'll wipe out your entire clan!" He finished speaking with great smugness, confident of victory. It would be a joke for a ninth-level Body Refinement cultivator to be defeated by a piece of trash. He then added, "Let's increase the stakes, otherwise it's not fun. If I win, this thatched cottage belongs to my Lu family. If you win, I'll give you two thatched cottages, how about that?"

"Alright, but I don't want your thatched cottage. I want your alchemy pavilion instead. What do you think?" Han Qi said with a slight smile.

"Okay, it's settled then. Sign and put your fingerprint on it, hahaha!" Lu Yong was very pleased with himself. Now he could rightfully take over this thatched cottage.

Han Qi gestured for Han Jinming to draft a document, but Han Jinming said helplessly, "Young Master, you can't." Seeing that his young master insisted on him writing it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and write it. After Lu Yong and Han Qi signed and sealed the document, two copies were made.

"Let's go!" Lu Yong shouted, and led his two thugs away.

"Hanji Baicaotang is about to change hands," the onlookers said as they slowly dispersed.

Seeing Han Jinming shaking his head and sighing, Han Qi didn't say anything more. He simply took out a prescription from his pocket and handed it to Han Jinming. Han Jinming glanced at the prescription, but had no interest in studying it at the moment. It contained only a few common but rarely used herbs. He quickly wrapped it up and handed it to Han Qi, casually saying, "Young Master shouldn't have acted impulsively. Originally, the family head wanted to seek revenge on the Lu family for you, but your uncles from the same clan persuaded him to remain silent. Now you've gotten into a fight with Lu Yong again. Sigh."

"Uncle Ming, don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Han Qi said firmly. Then, he turned and walked out of the pharmacy with the medicinal herbs.

After leaving Hanji Baicaotang, Han Qi went straight to Lin's Alchemy Pavilion. The Lin family's business mainly revolved around alchemy, but the Lin family's best alchemist was located at the main branch of Lin's Alchemy Pavilion.

As soon as Han Qi stepped inside, he saw Lin Yuyao pacing back and forth in the hall, looking preoccupied. She was dressed in a bright red bodysuit that perfectly showcased her stunning figure. Her skin was as white as snow, flawless with a hint of pink. Her eyes were like clear springs, and her delicate nose and small lips made her an extremely exquisite beauty. She was so beautiful that she seemed otherworldly, flawless, and untouched by the mundane world.

Lin Yuyao is the eldest daughter of the Lin family, a renowned beauty in Muyun City. The Han and Lin families are both prominent clans that arrived in Muyun City together and maintain frequent contact, as they cooperate on many business ventures. Their combined strength is only close to that of the Lu family; without cooperation, they would likely be no match for the Lu family and might suffer the same fate as the Nangong family—utter ruin and death. Lin Yuyao and Han Qi are childhood sweethearts and inseparable friends.

Seeing Han Qi enter, she immediately rushed forward, grabbing his sleeve excitedly, "Brother Qi, it really is you! I heard people outside say you woke up, and it's true!" Her face changed, and she was on the verge of tears. Her voice hoarse, she asked, "Then...then what they said about your duel with Lu Yong is also true?" She looked at Han Qi with teary eyes, desperately hoping for a negative answer.

Han Qi gently wiped away Yu Yao's tears and said, "Yu Yao, don't worry, I don't take Lu Yong seriously. I won't lose." After saying that, he smiled mischievously and tapped her little nose with his finger.

Lin Yuyao blushed and jumped back a step, putting some distance between herself and Han Qi. She said shyly, "I'm telling you something serious, why don't you take it seriously? It's like you're the one who challenged Lu Yong." In Lin Yuyao's mind, Han Qi was committing suicide and had no chance of winning.

"Then tell me, what do you have to do to beat Lu Yong? If I remember correctly, he's at the seventh level of Body Refinement," Yu Yao took another step forward, raised her small face, and said to Han Qi word by word.

"This," Han Qi said, holding up the medicine in his hand, "I need to borrow your alchemist."

Although Han Qi was a supreme alchemist in his previous life, his meridians are now damaged, making it impossible for him to gather qi or control flames, so he has come to the Lin family's alchemy pavilion.

"Master Lin Xiaoyao is in the alchemy room. He is the best fourth-grade alchemist in our Lin family. What kind of pill do you want to refine?" He said, pulling Han Qi into the inner alchemy room.

Elixir grades are divided into seven levels, each level being further divided into three grades: superior, middle, and inferior.

Alchemist ranks are divided into seven grades, based on the grade of the pills that are being produced. At least three types of pills must be produced for each grade to become an alchemist of that grade.

Lin Mengyao knocked on the door and said softly, "Uncle Xiaoyao, may I come in? I need to trouble you with something."

With a creak, the door opened, releasing a rich aroma of herbs. Lin Xiaoyao, dressed in a purple Daoist robe with the character "Lin" embroidered on the chest, stood there. He was in his forties, sporting a goatee, and his piercing eyes gave him an air of profound mystery. Although a member of the Lin family, and by seniority Lin Yuyao's uncle, Lin Xiaoyao was beyond the fifth degree of kinship. He was somewhat reserved, extremely passionate about alchemy, and rarely left the alchemy pavilion. Seeing Han Qi, he said indifferently, "I just finished refining a batch. Come on, what kind of medicine do you want to refine? I can't refine pills higher than the fourth rank." He then returned to his seat beside the furnace.

"I need to refine a first-grade Blood Vein Pill. I'll trouble you, Master Yang. I have the medicinal herbs with me." He handed over the herbs.

Lin Xiaoyao took the medicine, opened it, and examined it. The ingredients were exactly as described. However, few people wanted the first-grade Blood Vein Pill. Han Qi had injured his meridians, so what use would the Blood Vein Pill be to him? He had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask. He glanced at Han Qi and began to refine the pill.

Lin Yuyao glanced at Han Qi, grabbed him, and headed for the door. As soon as they were outside, she asked impatiently, "You think you can defeat Lu Yong with your Blood Vein Pill? How is that possible? Tell me what other plans you have."

"I don't have any plans, I just feel like I can beat him," Han Qi replied slowly.

Lin Mengyao's eyes immediately reddened, and she said softly, "I won't let you go to fight Lu Yong. If you go, you'll just be throwing your life away. The Blood Vein Pill won't repair your meridians anyway."

"My meridians are special, so ordinary methods won't work for me. I'll have to use unconventional methods. Just wait for my good news," Han Qi said confidently.

Although Lin Yuyao was still skeptical, she didn't say anything, only slightly frowning.

For a fourth-grade alchemist, producing first-tier pills was a piece of cake, a breeze. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Master Yang came out and handed Lin Yuyao two bottles of pills. "Miss, four first-tier Blood Vein Pills have been produced." He pointed to one bottle, glanced at Han Qi with a hint of curiosity and confusion in his eyes, and then hurriedly returned to the alchemy room.

"Brother Qi, I know you definitely have a way to defeat Lu Yong, so hurry up, there's only one month left." Saying this, she handed the pill to Han Qi.

Han Qi nodded solemnly, "I will," and took the pill before striding out. Watching Han Qi's departing figure, Lin Yuyao sighed softly.

When Han Qi rushed back to the Han family home, it was already time to light the lamps.

As soon as they entered, they ran into Han Chen, the second young master of the Han family. Han Chen was always arrogant and never treated Han Qi as an older brother. Han Qi also didn't have a good impression of Han Chen.

"My elder brother was unconscious for over a month, and when he woke up, he went to challenge the Lu family to a duel. It seems he has recovered quite well." After saying this, he looked Han Qi up and down. "Heh, that's strange. I see that my elder brother's meridians haven't recovered. I wonder where my elder brother gets his confidence from." After saying this, he looked at Han Qi with disdain. You see, if Han Qi becomes a cripple, although Han Chen's cultivation is at the fourth level of Qi Refining, which is slightly inferior to Han Qi's seventh level of Body Refining before his injury, the next head of the family will still be Han Cheng. Therefore, he looks down on Han Qi even more at this moment.

Han Qi remained calm and waited for Han Cheng to finish speaking before smiling slightly and saying, "Second brother, you're overthinking it. I don't even consider Qu Qu a mere ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator. I have my own plan." Without waiting for Han Chen to speak, he strode towards his residence.

Han Chen was met with a rebuff and said indignantly, "Arrogant, huh, let's see how you get out of this."

At this moment, Caixia had already prepared the meal and was waiting for Han Qi to return. She was slumped over the table with a worried expression. As soon as Han Qi entered, the little maid jumped up immediately. "Young Master, you're back! Hurry up and eat. The food has already been reheated twice." She handed him a damp towel.

Han Qi saw the delicious food on the table and immediately felt hungry, after all, he hadn't eaten for many days. He took the towel and quickly wiped his hands, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate and drank heartily before noticing that Caixia was in a bad mood and looked sad. "Silly girl, what's wrong? Who upset you? Tell the young master, and the young master will stand up for you."

"What happened at Baicaotang today has spread throughout Muyun City. The patriarch and the third young master have already gone to find medicine for you, and I believe they will be back in a few days. You are so upset, it's too unfair to the patriarch," Caixia said slowly with her head down.

Han Qi stood up, ruffled Cai Xia's hair, and said with a smile, "Who said I'm suicidal? Don't worry, I'll be fine. I have a magic weapon." He then took out the bottle of Blood Vein Pills and waved it in front of Cai Xia, adding, "Now you can rest assured."

"Hehe, I knew the young master would have a way." After saying that, he cleared the food off the table and gently closed the door.