C39 Test

After Ye Wuchen left, Ye Feng changed his residence. The original place was always guarded by hidden sentries.

If the assassin could come once, he could come a second time, and a third time!

The person who looked normal during the day might very well be the assassin of Nether Hall at night!

And their only objective was to use money to do things!

Ye Feng did not even close his eyes for the latter half of the night. There was a black robe and a green grimace mask on the table.

Xinlei's cold body slowly crawled out of his sleeve and rubbed against his palm.

He thought that not long after, he would definitely participate in the underground black market competition of Nether Hall. He would fight for the hidden Profound Ranking and obtain the Scarlet Feather Wind Feather Horn to help the Devil Beast break the seal. Immediately, he had an idea in his mind.

Since the assassins of the Hall of Souls had hidden themselves so deeply, and each of them wore a mask when they were on a mission, then they should not know each other!

Ye Feng picked up the green mask and covered his face, as if he had merged into one.

"What are you trying to do? Join the Nether Hall?" Xinlei shook her head and said in a surprised tone.

Even she, a tier 7 Devil Beast, did not dare to provoke the Nether Hall. Was this little guy crazy?

"Why not? There is nothing in the Lanze Continent that I don't dare to do!" Ye Feng chuckled, then felt lonely again.

Back then, Hun Jiutian had founded the number one sect in the Misty Swamp, and he was in high spirits.

But now, he had to do it all over again! The more melodramatic the reality was, the stronger his hatred towards Su Jianning would be.

After putting on the black robe, Ye Feng's aura suddenly changed. There was now a trace of invisible killing intent!

"What a madman!" Xinlei went back into her sleeve and ignored him.

Ye Feng wanted to verify one thing. Was the person who came to report the news Ye Mei'er or not?

The night sky was gradually dispersed by the dawn. Ye Mei'er also did not sleep well the entire night and occasionally listened to the movements outside.

Suddenly, her eyes became sharp. She looked at the roof and shouted, "Who is it?"

At the same time, she pulled out a blade from the side of her feet and threw it out of her hand towards a certain spot on the roof.

Crash! A large area of Wally was smashed into pieces, and her blade was caught by a Black-robed Man.

The classic assassin uniform of the Nether Hall stunned Ye Mei'er, and she angrily scolded, "An assassin of the Nether Hall, how dare you barge into the Ye family? Are you tired of living?"

Black-robed Man was Ye Feng. A piece of white paper floated down from his hand, and an aged voice came out from his throat.

"You broke the rules!"

Swoosh! Ye Mei'er's expression changed immediately. The opponent was wearing a green mask, a greater celestial being!

"Senior, I... I had no choice!"

In the Nether Hall, the green face represented the Yellow Soul Stage Major Heavenly Grade.

The purple-haired man with the purple ghost face represented those below the Pround Soul Stage Major Heavenly Grade.

The black-faced man was the Pround Soul Stage Major Heavenly Grade.

Red character, blood ghost face, elder of Nether Hall, Earth Soul Stage Expert!

The legendary White Ghost Face was the master of the Nether Hall. No one had ever seen it before!

"Hmph! It really is you!" Ye Feng swung the blade in his hand and stabbed it into the table in front of her.

He looked at it indifferently and left in the end. Since the other party wanted to live this kind of life, he could not interfere!

Ye Mei'er was very curious. According to the Nether Hall's rules, if one rebelled, it was already a capital offense!

Why did this youth expert let her go? This was equivalent to picking up a life for no reason!

Sweat rained down like rain!

After returning to his residence, Ye Feng put all his clothes into his Sumeru Ring. He still had to take the spoils of war from the Devil Beast Forest to the auction to deal with it.

However, since the other two families had invited assassins from the Nether Hall to deal with him, he had to give them a reply!

Ye Feng thought for a moment and took out a paper film. He injected his mental energy into his finger and slowly wrote down a tier two recovery Medicine Pill formula.

The greatest benefit of the three major markets in Feather City was the large number of mercenary groups stationed outside the city. And what the mercenary groups needed the most was recovery Medicine Pill.

The recovery Medicine Pill of the other two markets had always been in a high position. If the Ye family could also produce recovery Medicine Pill, they could give the other two markets a heavy blow.

However, alchemy required a great deal of effort and energy, and it required a great deal of a martial artist's mental strength.

Usually, only Profound Soul Stage Expert had a strong mental strength to support alchemy. And Profound Soul Stage Minor Heavenly Grade's mental strength could only barely produce a second grade Medicine Pill!

Other than that, one also needed a martial artist's own Profound Martial Mark to be of the fire attribute. Only those with the fire attribute imprint could resonate with the Pill Fire and reach a level where they could do whatever they wanted!

"In my previous life, I never thought that pill refinement would be so important. After all, the sect has a specially provided alchemist!"

"I didn't expect that in this life, I would have to refine pills by myself. I wonder if I have that kind of talent!"

Ye Feng smiled as he minded his own business. He had a lot of pill formulas in his mind, but his experience in concocting pills was almost zero!

The strict requirements for concocting pills had also made alchemists the most popular profession in Lanze Continent.

Pills were divided into nine grades, and alchemists were also divided into nine grades! A good alchemist could even condense and produce Medicine Pill markings on the Medicine Pill.

Of course, almost every alchemist was an extremely special existence in the continent.

They were very scary, not because they were strong. The power of apothecaries was reflected in his influence.

For example, a Second Grade alchemist could totally rely on the Ye family or the Xiao family to become a tribute. Once something happened, the family that worshiped him would definitely do their best to help.

"Whether it's possible or not, I'll only know after I try it out!" Ye Feng packed his things. The green flame that had increased to 200 jin on his back was forcefully suppressed by a level!

The place he wanted to go to was the biggest alchemist association in Feather City!

But before that, he had to first exchange the Devil Core for Soul Stone, and then buy sufficient medicinal herbs. After thinking for a while, Ye Feng walked out of the Ye family's main door.