To replace the body refining pills with equivalent items, it's not just an ordinary character.
The evil body refining pill contains the spirit of an evil zombie. It's only due to its fear of us that it doesn't cause chaos. In another place, the hidden danger would be extremely great.
Moreover, it can possess others, making it a greater risk.
"There's also no way to make a deal with the Iron Slaughter Mountain. The mountain folk don't have much to offer, and once they realize that the body refining pill is still with us, there's sure to be endless trouble."
"Actually, if they want to sell it, there's no one to buy it."
Lao Gong is never soft-spoken in his words, which is a roundabout way of giving himself an excuse.
"Go to sleep, my lord. Your body has been precarious lately; you need to find a way to make up for it," Lao Gong said again.
I slept soundly for a while.
The next day, when I woke up, I felt energetic, but my body was still in the same condition.
Minor injuries and ailments are manageable for me, recovering quickly, but this is an injury that has reached the root.
Before, when I was injured by a stray remnant of the High Heavenly Saint, the damage wasn't too serious. However, now it takes longer to recover.
Stepping out of the room, the atmosphere was completely different.
The gentlemen had all woken up early, and to my surprise, everyone was gathered at the door of my room, each one's face extremely tense.
There were actually five people in the courtyard.
One of them was the middle-aged man from last night, the owner of this residential house.
The other three were completely unfamiliar; I had never encountered them before.
The first person to approach was short, only about 5'6", and he held a teapot in his hand. He had an expressionless face and showed no emotion.
It was the residence itself that had taken advantage of us when we were in trouble!
The successor of the alchemist Dai Hong!
They, are actually together!?
That explains why He Lin'an found people and a place to stay so quickly last night...
The reason they didn't choose to take action might be due to the presence of Wei Youming and Lao Gong in the shadows?
Wu Jinluan's stay and confrontation with them should have been quite long.
I can see that all of the gentlemen are holding bells.
"I've always thought that even if the alchemist had a tradition passed down, there would only be one person left. I didn't expect there to be quite a few of them." I didn't show any sign of fear.
The person's front-line strength isn't particularly high; otherwise, he wouldn't be intimidated by Wei Youming and Lao Gong.
Even if this place belongs to them as well, it's definitely not the same as on the mountain, otherwise, he would have just taken action directly.
The short man opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "My name is Dai Lin."
"Master, the four of you are all well-behaved, it's my fault. You should let you go," the short man said.
Dai Lin's brow was furrowed, and his face was extremely complex.
I didn't respond.
"I've already found out about your identities. You are Wu Jinlan from the Xian Dong Mountain and the Taoist temple, accompanied by his disciples, and Luo Xian Shen, the junior master of the Four Rules Mountain, from a famous sect." Dai Lin continued, "Please return the master's body and the master's body refining pill; we have no deep grudge or enmity."
The faces of the gentlemen were all equally stern.
Wu Jinluan finally spoke up: "A joke. We want to leave, but you won't let us. You lure us into the territory of your master and try to trap us like a turtle in a jar. You haven't killed us, but you've ended up losing both your wife and your army. Now, you say a few flattering words and pretend as if nothing happened?"
"And what about when you killed my disciple?"
Wu Jinluan is usually very stable.
At this moment, it was clear that he couldn't hold back his emotions and showed significant fluctuations.
Dai Lin ignored Wu Jinluan and looked at me deeply, then said, "The master is of no use to you. He is an evil zombie that needs to be suppressed."
I remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "Yes, he is an evil zombie that needs to be suppressed."
Dai Lin's face immediately broke into a smile, and he started to move forward.
At a glance, he seemed unguarded, with nothing in his hands, so there was no need to fear that the gentlemen would suddenly attack him.
In fact, I can see that he is aware of the gentlemen and knows that they don't condone such sneak attacks. Moreover, Dai Hong's lineage has divination and many other techniques.
I spoke again, maintaining my cold tone: "However, can you suppress him? Obviously, you cannot."
"If you could, you wouldn't have let him refine pills underground for so long, nor would you have allowed him to nearly cultivate a shadowy spirit. You can only guard the layout he left behind. It seems like this is a measure against himself, but it's more like, he is inherently evil and cautious in his heart. He doesn't trust his disciples either and uses such methods to protect himself, so that you dare not descend to offend him."
"Even, I feel that you might also want to try, refining the evil corpse pills?"
"Certainly, this is my guess. You might also be good people, just practicing seclusion in the mountain."
"In either case, I will not hand him over to you."
My words were firm and decisive.
Dai Lin stopped and his eye twitched constantly, accompanied by some flickering expressions.
"Even if you are just practicing seclusion in the mountains, I can clearly say that this evil zombie is under my control and cannot cause any trouble. I will take him back to the Four Rules Mountain to suppress him, or to another sect, and then I can tell you that if you need to pay respects, no one will stop you. What do you say?" I continued.
The atmosphere in the field once again became tense.
What I said left him no room for retreat.
If he claims to be on the righteous side, he can't keep demanding from me. If he admits that there's a problem, then fine, let's fight it out again!
Although my current condition is poor, he's not even a true cultivator. Without any preemptive plans, even if these five people work together, they can't do anything to us.
"Master Luo, you're absolutely right." Dai Lin's tone suddenly relaxed, and he took a few steps back.
"It's true that I should thank you, Master Luo and the others, for solving the problem of the Five Arts Clan of Hu Long Mountain." He bowed his hands and fists, and those flickering expressions on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sense of respect.
"I was indeed harsh earlier, but since there were so many people here, I had to think about protecting and preserving my lineage." Dai Lin bowed his hands and fists at Wu Jinluan again.
Wu Jinluan's emotions had not calmed down; he still maintained a stern expression.
Suddenly, I thought of another thing, and my heart twitched slightly.
"Could you leave a contact information for us, and I will have Mr. Wu inform you how your master will be dealt with." I gave another face-saving step to wipe away the current situation.
Dai Lin took out a piece of paper and a pen, wrote a series of numbers on it, and handed it to Wu Jinluan.
Wu Jinluan only stepped forward to receive it.
"Alright, I won't disturb your rest, but if you need anything, feel free to contact my younger brother." Dai Lin said this and then withdrew.
After they left and only we were left in the courtyard, He Lin'an looked like he had just been through a terrifying experience. He slapped himself in the face.
"I didn't even realize there was a problem..."
The gentlemen exchanged glances, and they finally relaxed a bit.
"Their strength is not to be underestimated; they just wanted to take back the things without resorting to violence. At the same time, they didn't have confidence and dared not act directly," Wu Jinluan said with a sigh of relief. "Thankfully, you, Master Luo, didn't give in. But you left them..."
Wu Jinluan's words were cut off, and his pupils shrunk slightly. He mumbled, "So that's it?"
