Rebirth of Jinxuan

Just then, a sharp voice came from outside the crowd: "Hey, isn't this our little genius Lu Yuhang? What, surrounded by so many people, do you think you're so great?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman dressed in purple tight-fitting clothes walking over. It was none other than Zhu Fu, the senior sister of the Alchemy Hall.

She was tall with sharp eyes and a mocking smile on her lips.

Zhu Fu walked up to Lu Yuhang, looking down at him with disdain: "With your slender frame, you think you can refine medicine? You probably can't even lift the cauldron." She sized Lu Yuhang up and down, her eyes full of suspicion. "I heard you became Qingfeng Hall Master's disciple? Did you pull some strings?"

Lu Yuhang felt somewhat embarrassed by Zhu Fu's words. He lowered his head and whispered, "I will grow up..."

"Grown up? Hahaha!" Zhu Fu burst into laughter as if she had heard a joke. "By the time you grow up, it will be too late! I think you should give up sooner rather than later and not waste everyone's time."

Lu Yuhang bit his lip, wanting to turn and leave, but Zhu Fu stopped him: "What, you want to leave already? I haven't finished speaking yet!" Lu Yuhang looked at Zhu Fu timidly, a trace of unease flashing in his eyes.

Zhu Fu smiled dismissively: "What, did I hit the nail on the head? Feeling guilty now?"

Lu Yuhang's face flushed red, and he retorted with a stiff neck, "I'm not guilty! I'm telling the truth!" He tried again to break free from Zhu Fu's grip, but she held him firmly.

Zhu Fu scoffed contemptuously and raised her hand to push Lu Yuhang. Just then, a cold light flashed, and a long sword rang out with a clang as it was placed in front of Lu Yuhang, its tip pointing directly at Zhu Fu.

"Senior Sister Zhu, isn't it rather unladylike to treat a child like this?" It was Qian Feng who spoke, holding a long sword and staring sharply at Zhu Fu.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples gathered around, their interest in watching the spectacle growing stronger, and they voluntarily made way for each other.

Zhu Fu was clearly surprised that Qian Feng would suddenly draw his sword. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she sneered, "Qian Feng, are you going to oppose me for this kid?" Before she finished speaking, she flicked her finger and a small fireball went straight for Qian Feng's face.

Qian Feng remained calm and composed. With a flick of his wrist, a flash of sword light appeared, and the fireball shattered, turning into sparks that dissipated into the air.

His eyes narrowed, his steps shifted, and his longsword pierced towards Zhu Fu like a serpent.

Although Zhu Fu underestimated her opponent, she reacted extremely quickly, retreating rapidly while continuously condensing fireballs to counterattack.

Although Qian Feng's sword techniques were basic, they were extremely sharp, with each strike aimed directly at Zhu Fu's vital points.

Zhu Fu fought and retreated, thinking to herself: Qian Feng usually seems unassuming, but I didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so exquisite. It seems I can no longer hide my abilities...

As she was pondering, she caught a glimpse of Tan Tongen standing to the side watching the battle. An idea came to her, and she suddenly grabbed Tan Tongen and threw him toward Qian Feng's sword.

"Qian Feng, catch!" Tan Tong'en, who was being used as a shield by Zhu Fu, exclaimed in surprise and frantically waved his limbs in the air.

Qian Feng was startled when he saw the sword about to pierce Tan Tongen. He quickly twisted the sword and narrowly avoided a fatal blow.

However, he couldn't retract the sword in time, and the blade still tore through Tan Tongen's sleeve.

Tan Tongen, still in shock, fell to the ground and, due to the momentum, bumped into Qian Feng. The two tumbled out together, ending up in a disheveled mess.

Seeing this, Zhu Fu's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness. Taking advantage of the opportunity, she suddenly turned around, her five fingers like hooks, and grabbed at Lu Yuhang.

Just as her fingers were about to touch Lu Yuhang's collar, a cold light flashed, and a sharp dagger, like a viper's tongue, was pressed against Zhu Fu's neck.

"If you dare to take another step closer to him, I will make sure your blood is spilled on the spot." A cold voice rang in Zhu Fu's ear, its tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

Zhu Fu froze, feeling the cold touch on her neck, a chill running from her feet straight to the top of her head.

She slowly turned her head and saw a woman dressed in black appear behind her at some point, a dagger firmly pressed against her throat.

The woman had a beautiful face, but her eyes were as cold as ice, radiating a chilling murderous aura.

It was Qing Yuan.

Zhu Fu was so intimidated by Qing Yuan's imposing aura that she dared not move for a moment.

Qingyuan gave her a cold look, then vanished without a trace, as if she had never been there at all.

Zhu Fu touched her neck, still feeling the lingering chill of the dagger.

She was filled with doubt and suspicion. Who exactly was this woman?

Why do they possess such formidable martial arts skills?

Could it be a mastermind behind Lu Yuhang?

But how could a six-year-old child...?

Zhu Fu's gaze towards Lu Yuhang held a hint of inquiry and...

A strange flutter of excitement.

Zhu Fu took a deep breath, suppressing her doubts and inexplicable feelings, and turned to look at Tan Tong'en, who was still sitting on the ground. Her tone was unfriendly: "Get up! You're making a fool of yourself!" Tan Tong'en struggled to his feet, dusted himself off, and walked up to Lu Yuhang with a smile on his face: "Junior Brother, I see you have exceptional talent. Why don't you participate in our Alchemy Hall's Alchemy Competition?"

Tan Tongen reached out, seemingly wanting to pat Lu Yuhang's shoulder, but paused mid-air. Her eyes flickered as she looked at Zhu Fu, cautiously asking, "Senior Sister Zhu, are you...are you alright? Why do you look so pale? Is it...?"

Seeing that Zhu Fu's face was pale and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, Tan Tongen asked with concern, "Senior Sister Zhu, why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?" As he spoke, he reached out to check Zhu Fu's pulse.

Zhu Fu was already furious, and his action only fueled her anger. She slapped Tan Tongen across the face, sending him flying, and shouted, "Get out! I don't need your fake concern!" Tan Tongen flew through the air in an arc before crashing heavily to the ground with a scream.

He covered his swollen cheek, looking at Zhu Fu with a wronged expression, and dared not go forward again.

Seeing this, Qian Feng shook his head, took Lu Yuhang's hand, and prepared to leave this place of trouble.

"Wait!" Tan Tongen stood up and shouted at their backs, "Qian Feng, Lu Yuhang, don't go!"

Qian Feng paused, turned to look at Tan Tong'en, and asked impatiently, "Is there anything else?"

Tan Tongen dusted himself off, a smile returning to his face, and said, "The day after tomorrow is our annual alchemy competition. Would you like to come and watch?"

Qian Feng showed little interest: "The Alchemy Competition? What does that have to do with me?"

Tan Tongen quickly explained, "This is the grandest festival in our Alchemy Hall! There will be many exciting competitions and exhibitions of various rare medicinal herbs. I guarantee you'll have a real eye-opener!" He paused, then added, "Most importantly, this year's competitions have special prizes!"

Qian Feng remained unmoved: "Not interested." With that, he tried to pull Lu Yuhang away.

"Junior brother, what about you? Do you want to go and watch?" Tan Tong'en turned his gaze to Lu Yuhang, took out a handful of colorful candies from his pocket, and handed them to Lu Yuhang. "If you go to watch the game, all these candies are yours!"

Lu Yuhang's eyes lit up when he saw the candy, but he still turned to look at Qian Feng, as if seeking his opinion.

Qian Feng sighed helplessly, knowing that the boy couldn't resist the temptation of candy, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Tan Tong'en was overjoyed and quickly explained the details of the alchemy competition to the two: "This alchemy competition is divided into three groups: beginner, intermediate, and advanced. Participants can choose the appropriate group based on their skill level. The top three in each group will receive generous rewards. Of course, the most anticipated prize is the advanced group champion, who will receive..." Tan Tong'en deliberately paused, whetting their appetites, "...the legendary 'Nine-Turn Golden Pill'!"

"Nine-Turn Golden Elixir?!" Lu Yuhang exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise. "That's a miraculous elixir that can bring the dead back to life!"

Tan Tongen smiled and nodded: "That's right! How about it, junior brother, why don't you join the competition and test your skills?"

Lu Yuhang hesitated for a moment: "But... I don't know how to make medicine yet..."

"It's okay, you can start with the beginner group!" Tan Tongen encouraged. "Even if you don't win the championship, you can still gain experience and broaden your horizons!"

Lu Yuhang looked at the candy in his hand, then at Tan Tongen, a fighting spirit igniting in his eyes: "Alright! I'll participate!"

Tan Tongen grabbed Lu Yuhang's hand and said excitedly, "Great! I'll take you to register right now!" He pulled Lu Yuhang and ran towards the alchemy hall, turning back to Qian Feng as they ran and saying, "Qian Feng, come along too!"

Qian Feng shook his head helplessly and followed.

Tan Tong'en pulled Lu Yuhang to the alchemy platform in the center of the competition area, pointing to the medicine cauldron in front of them and saying, "Junior Brother, this is..." He suddenly stopped, his gaze falling on the medicine cauldron, his expression becoming somewhat strange, "This..."