Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 606: Brother’s Gift (Fifth Update)

"Elder Xue, how are you feeling?"

In a hidden underground melting cave, Long Yan helped Blood Mad Butcher sit against a large stone.

Blood Mad Butcher’s injuries were severe and life-threatening.

"Kid, thank you for saving me. I can no longer suppress the Death Spirit Curse Mark inside my body."

A trace of unwillingness appeared on Blood Mad Butcher’s face as he took out a detoxification pill and said, "This is a detoxification pill. Once you take it, the poison will be removed."

"To be honest, your poison pill has no effect on me. I’ve already neutralized the poison."

Long Yan smiled and did not take the detoxification pill.

Even without Poison God Finger, his True Yang Power could neutralize the poison, and ordinary poisons couldn’t harm him.

"Then why did you save me?"

Blood Mad Butcher asked in confusion.

If it wasn’t for the detoxification pill, Long Yan didn’t have to get involved in this mess.

After all, at Wanfeng Lake, Long Yan almost died at his hands, and he even made Long Yan take a poison pill.

"Could it be for the Blood Burning Art?"

Of all his possessions, the Blood Burning Art was the most valuable and desired by many people.

"What Blood Burning Art?"

Long Yan was taken aback and then said, "I’ve never heard of the Blood Burning Art, nor do I know that you possess it."

Pausing for a moment, Long Yan continued, "I saved you because you are an enemy of Hidden Dragon Hall, and Hidden Dragon Hall is my enemy too. The enemy of my enemy is a friend. Besides, the Demon Sky Remains are full of danger. I still hope you can protect me on my journey."

He saved Blood Mad Butcher with a purpose, but it wasn’t just for that purpose alone.

Blood Mad Butcher slightly frowned, his gaze on Long Yan. He also knew some of the grievances between Long Yan and Hidden Dragon Hall. Because of this, he was a bit more agreeable towards Long Yan.

Long Yan’s reason was barely acceptable.

"Elder Xue, let me suppress the Death Spirit Curse Mark for you first."

If the Death Spirit Curse Mark wasn’t suppressed, Blood Mad Butcher probably wouldn’t survive an hour.

"Does this youngster really know how to suppress the Death Spirit Curse Mark?"

Blood Mad Butcher secretly pondered, still skeptical.

After thinking about it for a moment, Blood Mad Butcher nodded slightly. Anyway, he was also a dying man. Whether Long Yan could suppress the Death Spirit Curse Mark or not, he’ll just treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Elder Xue, relax your mind."

Long Yan reminded him, then placed his palm on Blood Mad Butcher’s back, allowing his True Yang Power to surge into Blood Mad Butcher’s body, spreading throughout his entire body in an instant.

"Huh?"

At that moment, Blood Mad Butcher’s eyes brightened. Long Yan’s True Yang Power was indeed suppressing the Death Spirit Curse Mark inside him.

As the True Yang Power circulated throughout his body, Blood Mad Butcher felt extremely comfortable, as if all the pores of his body were opening up.

Then, Blood Mad Butcher truly relaxed his mind and let Long Yan suppress the Death Spirit Curse Mark inside his body.

As time passed bit by bit, Long Yan’s forehead began to break out in cold sweat. The power of the Death Spirit Curse Mark was very strong, and while True Yang Power could suppress it, it was very difficult.

Four hours later, Long Yan withdrew his palm and retracted his True Yang Power into his body, exhaling a sigh of relief.

By now, his forehead was covered with soybean-sized sweat beads.

In these four hours, he had spent almost half of his True Yang Power.

"Elder Xue, the Death Spirit Curse Mark has been temporarily suppressed by me. After refining the Fire Emperor Spirit, you should be able to suppress the Death Spirit Curse Mark for one month. During this month, as long as we find the Extremely Firm and Yang Natured Treasures, the Death Spirit Curse Mark can be completely eliminated."

Long Yan took out the Fire Emperor Spirit Essence, as he had no time to refine it into an elixir and he had no other supplementary medicinal materials in his possession.

Although Blood Mad Butcher’s method of refining the Fire Emperor Spirit Essence was wasteful, there were no better alternatives to suppress the Death Spirit Curse Mark.

After hesitating for a moment, Blood Mad Butcher also swallowed the Fire Emperor Spirit Essence.

"Kid, I don’t like to owe favors, so I’ll teach you the Blood Burning Art now."

Blood Mad Butcher said. Long Yan had saved his life, so by teaching him the Blood Burning Art, they would be even.

"If I wanted the Blood Burning Art, I wouldn’t have saved you. If possible, I’d like to ask you a few questions instead."

Long Yan waved his hand and directly rejected the offer.

He knew that the Blood Burning Art was a secret technique for enhancing strength, but his Nine Suns Divine Art could increase his power fourfold, far more formidable than any Blood Burning Art.

Thus, the Blood Burning Art had little value to him.

"What I can tell you, I will."

Blood Mad Butcher said.

"What is the origin of the Hidden Dragon Hall?"

Long Yan asked.

Blood Mad Butcher must know some information about the Hidden Dragon Hall.

"I’m not sure about the specific origin of the Hidden Dragon Hall, but I can tell you this much - the Hidden Dragon Hall is not as simple as it seems on the surface. There must be an Emperor behind it."

Whenever he mentioned the Hidden Dragon Hall, Blood Mad Butcher’s eyes would flare with hatred.

"I knew it."

Long Yan had already guessed as much. Although the Hidden Dragon Hall was a dark organization, it was spread across the entire Southern Wasteland Continent. In the past, Ghost, another prominent figure, dared to contend with Mo Shanghun in the Four Directions God Battle, which proved that the Hidden Dragon Hall was no ordinary organization and must have an Emperor behind it.

"How did you get cursed with the Death Spirit Curse Mark, and how did you end up in Wanfeng Lake?"

Blood Mad Butcher had been a powerful figure in the Nine Turned Emperor Realm one hundred years ago, and very few people could have cursed him with a Death Spirit Curse Mark within the entire Southern Wasteland Continent.

Long Yan speculated that this curse mark probably originated from the Hidden Dragon Hall.

Blood Mad Butcher entering Wanfeng Lake was definitely not of his own volition.

That ominous place was somewhere even fools would avoid.

"This is a gift from my sworn brother."

Saying so, the murderous intent in Blood Mad Butcher’s eyes grew even stronger.

After pausing for a moment, Blood Mad Butcher began to recount his tale.

It turned out that one hundred years ago, Blood Mad Butcher had become sworn brothers with the current Hidden Dragon Hall Master.

On one occasion, the Hidden Dragon Hall Master invited Blood Mad Butcher to join the Hidden Dragon Hall, but he refused. Blood Mad Butcher simply couldn’t respect such a dark organization. It was then that the Hidden Dragon Hall Master severely injured Blood Mad Butcher and planted the Death Spirit Curse Mark on him before throwing him into Wanfeng Lake.

"So that’s what happened."

Long Yan had thought Blood Mad Butcher’s enemy was merely an important figure of the Hidden Dragon Hall - he didn’t expect it to be the Hall Master.

In that case, the Hall Master was far from a decent character.

"It seems my current strength is still far from enough."

As Wu Dao was implicated with the Hidden Dragon Hall, Long Yan would need to deal with them if he wanted to find Wu Dao. It was likely that the Hidden Dragon Hall’s true power was not weaker than the Four Major Forces, and challenging them with his current strength was akin to throwing an egg against a rock.

"Elder Xue, you should refine the Fire Emperor Spirit Essence first. I will protect you."

Afterward, Long Yan went to the entrance, set up a sensing prohibition, and sat down cross-legged to recover his own strength.

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