Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1211: Recasting the Flesh

Chapter 1211: Chapter 1211: Recasting the Flesh

Spiritual Realm Commerce Association.

"Third Elder! Third Elder! A Tianying Pavilion Tian-Class Assassin has arrived."

A guard rushed into the grand hall in a panic to report.

"Tian-Class?" Qiao Sanfeng was momentarily stunned, then quickly walked out of the grand hall.

A Tian-Class Assassin held an extraordinary status, so Qiao Sanfeng naturally had to attend to them personally.

"Tianming?" As soon as Qiao Sanfeng arrived at the hall and caught sight of the visitor, he realized it was Tianming. He couldn’t help but feel somewhat surprised.

As a Tian-Class Assassin of Tianying Pavilion, Tianming rarely appeared in public view, yet here he was at the Commerce Association.

"Elder Qiao." Tianming greeted politely with a cupped fist, his face beaming with joy.

"For a Tian-Class Assassin of Tianying Pavilion to visit the Commerce Association, this is truly a rare guest." Qiao Sanfeng said cheerfully, quickly moving forward to greet him.

Seven days ago, they had just met at the Artifact Refining Guild. He didn’t expect to meet again so soon.

"I’ve come to purchase some medicinal herbs." Tianming said politely, knowing Qiao Sanfeng was Feng Wuchen’s disciple, so he naturally maintained courtesy.

"I see." Qiao Sanfeng nodded knowingly.

"The herbs you requested are ready." At that moment, a beautiful maid respectfully handed Tianming a Storage Ring.

Qiao Sanfeng accidentally noticed the name of one herb on the list and secretly wondered to himself, "Soul-Consolidating Snow Lotus? What does Tianming need this herb for? He’s not an Alchemist; this herb is of no use to him."

Though Qiao Sanfeng was an Artifact Refiner, his knowledge of herbs was quite considerable.

Still perplexed, Qiao Sanfeng refrained from asking further.

"By the way, does your master have a way to consolidate Ling’er’s Soul Body?" Qiao Sanfeng asked with concern, having learned about Ling’er’s situation from Bai Hun.

Upon hearing this, Tianming’s face lit up with a radiant smile as he spoke excitedly, "Wind Shadow has already successfully helped Ling’er consolidate her Soul Body. Ling’er has been resurrected. Wind Shadow asked me to buy these herbs to prepare for rebuilding Ling’er’s physical body."

"What? Your master has already helped Ling’er consolidate her Soul Body? And it was that easy?" Qiao Sanfeng’s old face was filled with shock. He had just returned from the Heavenly Tomb, only to find Ling’er’s Soul Body was already consolidated.

"And now reconstructing a physical body?" Qiao Sanfeng was utterly dumbfounded.

Qiao Sanfeng found it hard to believe and exclaimed, "Your master is just too terrifying! Consolidating a Soul Body in one day?"

"Elder Qiao, I must take my leave now." Tianming said, cupping his fist and quickly departing the Commerce Association.

"Wait, reconstructing a physical body?" After Tianming had left, Qiao Sanfeng suddenly snapped out of his daze and exclaimed in shock, "Reconstructing a physical body is something only an Alchemist can do! Could it be that my master... is also an Alchemist?"

Qiao Sanfeng was utterly paralyzed by his own speculation.

A Divine Grade Artifact Refiner, and also an Alchemist—how terrifying would that be?

"That... that seems impossible..." Qiao Sanfeng stammered as he muttered hesitantly.

...

The next day, Tianying Pavilion.

In the seventh layer of the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower, Feng Wuchen had fully recovered.

Due to the excessive consumption of Soul Power, Feng Wuchen’s Soul Power had unexpectedly become stronger upon recovery.

"Excessive Soul Power depletion really is unpleasant." Feng Wuchen said with a bitter smile. If not for consolidating Ling’er’s Soul Body, he wouldn’t have endured such torment.

With a thought, Feng Wuchen exited the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower.

"Uncle Wind Shadow!" Ling’er’s crisp and sweet voice called out from outside the palace as soon as he exited the tower.

"This little lass." Feng Wuchen grinned and quickly stepped out of the palace.

Outside the palace, Ying Hun, Tianming, and Ling’er were approaching, with Ling’er skipping excitedly ahead.

The moment Feng Wuchen exited the grand hall, his eyes immediately fell on Ling’er.

"Wind Shadow, how is your recovery?" Tianming asked hurriedly.

"I’ve fully recovered." Feng Wuchen replied with a gentle smile.

"What? Fully recovered? That quickly?" Tianming’s eyes widened in shock, deeply astounded by Feng Wuchen’s terrifying speed of recovery.

Feng Wuchen had exhausted his Soul Power and even sustained injuries, yet had fully recovered overnight!

If any other Alchemist were in his place, it would be impossible to recover in less than half a month.

Even Ying Hun was secretly astonished by Feng Wuchen’s extraordinary recovery speed.

"Come in. By the way, Brother Tianming, are the herbs prepared?" Feng Wuchen asked casually as he invited Ying Hun and Tianming inside.

Tianming snapped out of his shock and quickly responded, "They are prepared."

"Now that the Soul Body is consolidated, reconstructing the physical body will be relatively straightforward. For a powerful Alchemist, this is no great challenge. With sufficient Soul Power, we can begin immediately." Feng Wuchen said confidently, his tone full of assurance.

"That’s incredible!" Tianming said excitedly. Once Ling’er’s physical body was rebuilt, it would truly be a resurrection.

Feng Wuchen crouched down, smiling at Ling’er, "Ling’er, Uncle will perform some magic for you. You need to behave, okay?"

"Okay!" Ling’er nodded her little head innocently.

Feng Wuchen took the herbs out from the Storage Ring Tianming had given him. Simultaneously, Wu Fire and Soul Power surged forth, black flames igniting in his palm.

Dozens of herbs floated above his palm, infused continually with Soul Power. Feng Wuchen refined the herbs single-handedly, shocking Ying Hun and Tianming with his miraculous alchemy technique.

With a flip of his palm, a golden-glowing elixir was already floating above Feng Wuchen’s hand.

One-Thought Pill Concoction!

"This... this is alchemy? How is that possible..." Tianming’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets, overwhelmed by disbelief.

Tianming had never seen any Alchemist capable of concocting an elixir without a Pill Furnace, let alone refining one in a mere flip of his hand. It was as if the elixir had materialized out of thin air.

"Could this be the legendary One-Thought Pill Concoction? It must be! Only a Divine Grade Alchemist could possibly comprehend such a Divine Skill!" Ying Hun was stunned for a long time before finally exclaiming, his face filled with shock.

Ying Hun had seen countless phenomena in his lifetime but had never witnessed a Divine Skill like the One-Thought Pill Concoction.

"Wow." Ling’er exclaimed in wonder as she saw the magical display and the radiant golden elixir. She couldn’t help but be amazed.

"Ling’er, do you like what you see?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile.

"I like it! I like it!" Ling’er jumped up and down excitedly.

"Wind Shadow, is the elixir ready?" Tianming asked in astonishment, his expression frozen in utter disbelief, his gaze fixed firmly on the elixir in Feng Wuchen’s palm.

"Yes. It’s a somewhat special Body Casting Pill. Ling’er is young and fragile, so ordinary Body Casting Pills would be too much for her to bear." Feng Wuchen explained as he waved his hand, lifting Ling’er’s Soul Body into the air.

Feng Wuchen channeled his Soul Power, guiding the medicinal energy of the Body Casting Pill into Ling’er’s Soul Body.

Brilliant golden light slowly enveloped Ling’er’s Soul Body before eventually fading away.

Feng Wuchen formed a series of intricate seals with his hands, continuously channeling the pill’s energy into Ling’er’s Soul Body, and the radiant golden light lit up the entire hall.

Tianming and Ying Hun’s attention was wholly captivated as they watched with anticipation.