Chapter 3: Strange Patterns

  At that moment when the long sword with a cold light chopped down, Du Feiyun, whose blood was boiling with rage, also let out a loud roar.

  "Qin Shouyi, go die!!"

  A stone, unknown when it was grasped in Du Fei Yun's palm, was suddenly thrown out by him with great force. The fist-sized stone made a whirring sound as it broke through the air, carrying Du Fei Yun's life-long power, and accurately hit Qin Shou Yi's wrist at the moment he turned his head in astonishment.

  "Crack!"

  A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the wrist of the purple-robed man Qin Shouyi suddenly twisted and deformed. The long sword in his hand became unstable and fell to the ground as he tumbled down the cliff. At the same time, Qin Shouyi's face turned pale in an instant. He covered his wrist with one hand and turned his head to look at Du Feiyun, with a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes.

  "You're that bastard!" In an instant, he recognized the person as Du Feiyun. Qin Shouyi's face showed a resentful and venomous expression, gritting his teeth and cursing loudly.

  Dufei Yun, with a belly full of rage about to burst open, didn't waste any words on him. As soon as he threw the stone, his body moved agilely like a monkey, rushing towards Qin Shouyi. He clenched his fists and brought them down heavily onto Qin Shouyi's face with a whooshing sound.

  Although Qin Shouyi's long sword had fallen off the cliff and his right wrist was injured, he still possessed the strength of the sixth layer of the Refining Body stage among the young generation of the Qin family, and it was not something that Du Feiyun, a fourth-layer Refining Body cultivator, could defeat.

  So, although he was extremely annoyed in his heart, he didn't show any fear. Seeing Du Feiyun's fists coming at him, he instinctively kicked out with a flying leg aimed straight at Du Feiyun's chest. The Qin family's inherited leg technique was indeed extraordinary, this one kick carrying a faint whistling sound, its power clearly not ordinary.

  However, just as Du Feiyun was about to strike Qin Shouyi's chest, he suddenly twisted his waist and crouched down, supporting himself with both hands on the ground. His right leg swept out in a horizontal motion, aiming for Qin Shouyi's ankle.

  Qin Shouyi, standing on one leg, was suddenly shocked and lost his color when he encountered this change. He wanted to dodge but it was too late, and he was swept away by the ankle. A huge force came, and his body was unstable, and he fell to the right side.

  To the right of the small path is a deep cliff shrouded in misty clouds.

  Qin Shouyi's body suddenly fell towards the cliff, and his figure quickly disappeared into the dense fog, leaving only a long scream, after which there was no sound. The cliff here is hundreds of feet high, even if a large stone falls, it will be crushed to pieces, let alone a flesh-and-blood body. Qin Shouyi's fate is self-evident.

  A clever move sent Qin Shouyi tumbling down the cliff, but it nearly exhausted Du Feiyun's strength. He didn't dare stop to rest and hastily leaned forward, grabbing onto Du Yunqing's bloody wrists with both hands, pulling her up bit by bit.

  Originally, Du Wanqing thought that she would not be able to escape today, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Du Feiyun suddenly appeared and knocked Qin Shouyi off the cliff. Originally on the verge of despair, Du Wanqing suddenly radiated infinite hope, her desire to survive became even more intense, and she immediately cooperated with Du Feiyun to climb up the vines bit by bit, even though the thorns on the vines pierced her palms like a thousand knives, it was as if she didn't feel it.

  After using up a whole quarter of an hour and almost exhausting his strength, Du Feiyun finally pulled Du Juanqing up from the cliff, and Du Juanqing, who was on the verge of death, also escaped the edge of death.

  The exhausted brother and sister collapsed on the small path at the edge of the cliff, closed their eyes and panted heavily, quickly recovering their strength, the joy of surviving a disaster floated in the corners of their mouths.

  After a long time, the sister and brother duo finally regained their strength and descended the mountain together, returning home. The frail and often ill Mrs. Du had been waiting anxiously with her walking stick, extremely worried in her heart. Seeing the siblings return safely, she finally put her mind at ease. However, upon seeing that both of them were empty-handed - not only was the medicine basket nowhere to be seen, but even the lunchbox had vanished - Mrs. Du hastily and anxiously asked questions, and Du Feiyun could only tell a lie to placate his mother.

  After this incident, the sister and brother were both worried. After all, the Qin family was one of the three major families in Baishi Town, and they were very prestigious and powerful. Now they had actually pushed the second young master of the Qin family off a cliff. If the Qin family found out what had happened, they would not let them go, and even their mother, Du Shi, would be implicated.

  In the afternoon, Du Feiyun did not go to Baishi Peak to collect medicine again. With a mind full of confusion, he lay at home thinking wildly, sometimes thinking about today's strange dream, and sometimes thinking about the whole family being questioned by the Qin family after the east window incident, his mind was in a mess for a while.

  An unexpected turn of events brought him to this strange world, transforming him into a four-year-old child and giving him a new identity. It had been ten years since he arrived in this world, and he had long since learned to blend in, despite the hardships and bitterness of life, he had gradually learned to face it calmly. Except for the initial shock of discovering himself transformed into a young child, his emotions had never been as complicated as they were today.

  All sorts of chaotic thoughts flooded his mind, and Du Feiyun unknowingly fell into a deep sleep on the bed. In his drowsy state, there was an old man's voice constantly swirling around his ears in his dreams.

  "Herbivores are good at running but foolish, carnivores are brave and fierce, grain-eaters are wise and clever, breathers are spiritually clear and long-lived, non-eaters are immortal and divine..."

  "Medicine is the essence of a hundred herbs, elixir is the energy of heaven and earth. Elixir medicine combines the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gathers the essence of a hundred herbs, taking it can make one enlightened and ageless, long-term consumption can lead to eternal life..."

  In a daze, Du Fei Yun vaguely "saw" a figure sitting in a vast expanse of white cloud and mist, with no visible support from above or below, its legs crossed in meditation as it floated on the clouds. Its hands were clasped together in an unusual gesture, eyes closed in deep contemplation, suspended in mid-air. On this figure's chest, a ball of white vapor resembling jade was rising and swirling, while two feet before him, hovering in the air, was a small black tripod cauldron.

  Du Feiyun strained his eyes wide, finally seeing the figure hidden in the misty clouds, that thin and determined face, which was clearly his own appearance. It was another one of those strange dreams, knowing it was an illusion, yet it appeared vividly before his eyes.

  "Ah!" A scorching heat in his chest, like boiling water churning, made Du Fei Yun feel suffocated. He suddenly let out a loud cry and then woke up from this heart-pounding dream.

  "Fei Yun! What's wrong with you?" A concerned voice came, slender and elegant, with a clear face, but Du Shi, who was thin and frail, opened the door with a cane and walked in. Her pale face was full of worry and concern.

  Du Feiyun suddenly sat up from the bed, took a long breath, wiped away the sweat on his face, and then gradually relaxed. He turned to his mother, Du Shi, and forced out a smile, saying "it's nothing".

  Du's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he looked at Du Feiyun with concern for a while. Seeing that Du Feiyun didn't want to say more, he instructed him to rest well before leaving.

  After his mother left, Du Feiyun, who had been pretending to be calm, finally turned pale and lowered his head. He unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and looked at his chest. The warm feeling on his chest had not yet dissipated, but Du Feiyun's gaze fell on it and couldn't move away because, on his chest, a black palm-sized bruise was clearly visible.

  That suddenly appeared pattern, as if still emitting a faint dark light, carefully looked at, this just saw clearly depicted is a three-legged small cauldron, the black dragon on the body of the cauldron is still vivid!

  Staring at the originally empty chest, a pattern suddenly appeared, like a tattoo, Du Feiyun's face turned unnatural. Presumably, whoever has such a strange and mysterious pattern suddenly appearing on their body, wouldn't feel good about it.

  However, he lowered his head and looked at the pattern on his chest, but suddenly felt that this three-legged small cauldron was very familiar, with a sense of déjà vu.

  Wasn't this the small cauldron he had exchanged for herbs from the shop in the Imperial City's Divine Void Pavilion in his dream?

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