Upon arriving at Old Yi’s laboratory, he found the old man sitting on the ground, deep in meditation.

The method for mages to recover their magic power was through meditation, yet for a powerhouse like Old Yi, a Magister, surely he wouldn't need to formally meditate just to recover minor magical depletion! Powerful Magisters could autonomously absorb the elements between heaven and earth to replenish lost magic power. Unless casting exceptionally potent spells or engaging in combat with peers, they absolutely would not adopt such a formal meditative posture.

What exactly happened after he passed out?

Perhaps Chen Feng could never have imagined that the other party would drain his magic to such an extreme, even using his own blood as a catalyst, to unleash a Rank Nine spell—Divine Descent Restoration—to help him recover his strength.

Old Yi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Chen Feng standing nearby, and rose to his feet.

“You’re awake. How do you feel now?”

“Feel?” Chen Feng hadn't expected the first question to be about his physical state, so he replied casually, “Not bad!”

“Using the Rank Nine spell Divine Descent Restoration, which I strained my old life to cast, on you, and all I get is ‘Not bad’?” Old Yi grew angrier the more he thought about it, feeling a sudden urge to curse.

“Rank Nine… spell?” Chen Feng was greatly startled.

The most powerful magic he had witnessed since arriving in this other world was Luo Bo’s Rainbow Energy Ball, though its rank was unknown. Everything else he had seen was Rank Four magic. A Rank Four spell could blast a fifty-meter diameter crater into the ground; never mind Rank Nine. Thus, hearing the term 'Rank Nine magic,' even Chen Feng, with his considerable composure, was shocked pale.

“Why would you cast a Rank Nine spell on me?” After his surprise, Chen Feng inquired.

This was the most perplexing part. Old Yi and he only had a transactional relationship. He utilized the rare medicinal herbs Chen Feng possessed to refine the elixirs he desired, while Chen Feng’s sole goal was to obtain those elixirs. Because the relationship was strictly limited to this, the action felt utterly inexplicable.

“…” Old Yi felt an urge to vomit blood. He inwardly seethed, ‘If it weren't for the old monster’s words and your identity as a potential visitor from the Overseas Continent, why would I go to such lengths for you…’

However, thinking this, he merely said aloud, “You consumed my elixir, and I felt a pang of guilt, so I spared no effort…” As he spoke, sweat beaded on his brow, clearly uncomfortable fabricating such insincere words.

Seeing his demeanor, Chen Feng knew the old man wouldn't divulge the truth, so he didn't press. He asked, “How is your magic power recovery coming along?”

“Coming along?” Old Yi was instantly choked with anger. “Do you think a Rank Nine spell is easy to cast? I am merely a Rank Six Magister. If I hadn't used my own blood as a catalyst, I wouldn't even qualify to cast such a powerful spell. This single spell completely drained the magic power within me. Unless I absorb energy from something imbued with immense magic, like a high-level Monster Core or a Yellow Jade Magic Crystal, it will likely take ten days to half a month to fully recover!”

“Ten days to half a month?” Chen Feng hadn't expected casting a single spell to cause him such severe depletion. A flicker of guilt crossed his mind as he asked, “Don’t you have any high-level Monster Cores or Yellow Jade Magic Crystals?”

“Damn it!” Old Yi blurted out a curse, his face contorted in anger. “Do you think those high-level Monster Cores are easy to find? Rank Eight beasts already possess intelligence comparable to humans, and Rank Nine beasts can even assume human form! Where do you expect me to go find one of those!”

“Then what about the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal? That’s just an ore; it should be easy to find, right?” Chen Feng asked curiously.

“…” Old Yi was nearly fainting from Chen Feng’s ignorance. “You know how rare the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal is, even though it’s an ore? If your Southern Bright Snow Pear was lucky enough, perhaps you could find one, but even with extreme luck, the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal is incredibly difficult to locate! That’s because this ore is only found deep on the seabed. Even a Ninth Rank Magister wouldn't dare descend to the deep seabed alone. There are far more magical beasts in the water than on land—who knows what form-shifting beast might emerge? To not even know these things… what an ignorant junior!”

Old Yi spoke with a tone of profound disappointment.

Chen Feng was slightly astonished to learn how rare the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal was.

Seeing Chen Feng’s look of surprise, Old Yi resentfully said, “Alas, I won’t talk to you about it anymore. The more I talk, the angrier I get. The Yellow Jade Magic Crystal, this most peculiar ore in the world, you probably haven’t seen one in your entire life! Oh, wait, you probably haven’t even heard of it—truly too ignorant!”

“…” Cold sweat dotted Chen Feng’s forehead. With a flick of his wrist, a nail-sized yellow crystal appeared in his palm. This crystal was dazzlingly clear, reflecting light like a diamond. It was the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal Prince Austin of the Finlay Empire had gifted him. “I happen to have one here. Let me lend it to you!”

“Ah…” Old Yi could scarcely believe his eyes. He had just finished berating the other for not knowing about the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal, and now Chen Feng was producing one! The sharp contrast gave him the overwhelming urge to spit blood.

“Y-you… where did you obtain this treasure…” Old Yi’s eyes were locked onto the Magic Crystal, not daring to blink, lest Chen Feng hide it away.

“You don’t need to worry about where I got it; you can use it,” Chen Feng said, suddenly shifting his focus. “If you can provide me with the same elixir I took today, along with the formula, I might consider giving it to you.”

After sobering up, Chen Feng realized he must have taken the wrong vial. An elixir containing such violent energy naturally wouldn't be simple; it must be the one Old Yi mentioned—the one capable of rapidly boosting one’s cultivation.

“The formula?” Old Yi’s face immediately showed difficulty. “I obtained this formula by chance when I was traveling in my youth. It also records the formulas for many other elixirs, but I haven't been able to decipher them yet. I… I cannot give it to you!”

It seemed the formula was exceedingly important to Old Yi; even something as precious as the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal couldn't trade for it.

“A Yellow Jade Magic Crystal plus five Southern Bright Snow Pears!” Chen Feng continued to raise the stakes.

This formula was crucial to Chen Feng because it related to the issue of his sudden power surges, so he had to be earnest. Although the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal was priceless, since he practiced the Fist Emperor Techniques, he had little use for it; it was better exchanged for something more practical.

Old Yi’s heart stirred. After a moment’s thought, he ultimately shook his head.

“Plus ten Southern Bright Snow Pears!” Chen Feng pressed on.

Fine beads of sweat began to form on Old Yi’s brow. It seemed the combined lure of one Yellow Jade Magic Crystal and ten Southern Bright Snow Pears was too potent.

“Fine, deal. But I won’t take advantage of you. I’ll also give you fifteen bottles of the prepared elixir!” Old Yi ground his teeth and made up his mind.

“Good!” A smile touched the corner of Chen Feng’s mouth.

The transaction complete, Chen Feng handed the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal and ten Southern Bright Snow Pears to Old Yi.

Old Yi clutched the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal, his whole body trembling with excitement. After a long while, he regained control and slowly began absorbing the crystal’s energy to replenish his lost magic.

The Yellow Jade Magic Crystal truly lived up to its reputation as an extremely rare treasure. In less than five minutes, about seventy or eighty percent of Old Yi’s depleted magic power had been restored. A look of exhilaration spread across his face. “This Yellow Jade Magic Crystal is truly a wonderful thing, ha ha… With this, I won't have to fear casting spells that exceed my physical limits anymore…”

After indulging his excitement for a moment, Old Yi noticed Chen Feng watching him and blushed slightly. “I’ll go get the formula for you right now!”

Saying that, he hurried into another section of the laboratory. Moments later, he returned carrying something that looked like a dark steel plate.

“This is what I got when I was young; the formula was copied onto this thing,” Old Yi said, handing the steel plate over.

Chen Feng took the plate and glanced at it. It was covered in dense script, far too numerous to count, and utterly illegible to the naked eye. “I can’t see anything on this!”

Old Yi’s eyes widened. “You idiot! Haven’t you ever seen a mage’s recorded texts? This thing isn't meant to be seen with the eyes, it’s meant to be sensed with mental energy!” He finished with an expression of pure vexation.

Chen Feng knew his blunder stemmed from his lack of understanding of magic, so he said no more. He transformed his spiritual perception into fine threads and began ‘reading’ across the entire steel plate.

However, the moment his mental energy touched the surface of the iron plate, he felt an overwhelming, profound aura press down on him—this steel plate contained an ancient, robust presence!

Stifling the shock and pressure in his heart, Chen Feng scanned the plate completely with his mental energy and confirmed the presence of the formula for the elixir that briefly enhances cultivation. But this formula was just the very first one. Beneath it were dozens of other densely packed formulas, enough to dazzle the eye.

“What are the other formulas?” Chen Feng couldn’t help but ask.

“You ask me? Who should I ask?” Old Yi was preoccupied, fiddling with the Yellow Jade Magic Crystal, and replied casually, “I have studied this thing for over fifty years, and I only managed to decipher one formula—the one you can see. The others seem to be sealed by some kind of special marking; I have no idea how to view them.”

Hearing this, Chen Feng felt genuine surprise. He hadn't realized that Old Yi had spent a full fifty years just to crack one formula. No wonder he was so fixated on this elixir and eager to test its potency. Anyone who spent fifty years of hard work would surely feel unwilling if they didn't see the result.

Accepting the formula, Old Yi promised to deliver the prepared cultivation-boosting elixir and the fifteen bottles of power-enhancing elixir the following evening. Only then did Chen Feng start heading back.

On the road, Chen Feng heard someone calling his name. He turned and saw Long Xiaoqiang.

What struck him as strange was that Long Xiaoqiang appeared completely unscathed, without a single scratch—nothing like the man who had sustained five severe injuries that morning!

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