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"Nightcrypt, you ignorant fool! I had you sweep the paths of the Middle Peak and repair the Immortal Cave, so people wouldn’t dislike you so much! When soone like you makes a big scene, people are bound to be jealous. Okay, maybe asking you to scrub the trash cans was a bit much, but all you had to do was co ask , beg , and I’d get you out of trouble!" Song Junwan was getting more hysterical.
"But then you decided to collude with outsiders! I can’t believe you ran away! You said you wouldn’t co back? Fine! Don’t ever co back in your life!" She grabbed a nearby jug of wine and smashed it on the ground.
Outside, the servants exchanged awkward glances and then just stared down at their toes, pretending they hadn’t heard anything.
anwhile, in the Bloodline Master Temple on Corpse Peak, Yan Xiaobao was sitting there, seething with anger. He thought Song Junwan was too overbearing. What right did she have to demand he do all these things? Did she have charge over whether he concocted pills for others?
"That woman’s temper is ridiculous!" he complained.
The Bloodline Master Windcliff was sitting opposite him, a half-smile playing across his face. The elder nearby also wore a strange expression. The two exchanged a glance. So far, both were sure sothing was going on between Nightcrypt and Song Junwan.
"Take a deep breath, Brother Nightcrypt," Bloodline Master Windcliff said with a smile. "Why don’t we talk about the situation with dicine concoction?"
Yan Xiaobao looked up. This was his first real insight into Windcliff. After examining him for a mont, he nodded.
Recently, he realized that given his reputation, he should act more arrogant.
"First," he said, lifting his chin. "If anything bad happens when I’m concocting pills, you must take responsibility!"
"Don’t worry!" Windcliff said. He was smiling as he handed Bai Xiaochun a bag. Yan Xiaobao’s arrogance not only made him indulgent, but he actually agreed to this point. He cared about Level 4 Spiritual dicine. As long as Nightcrypt could concoct it, it ant his own refined corpse might beco stronger.
The elder laughed heartily. "Co on, Nightcrypt, old boy," he said. "Let show you the Immortal Cave we’ve prepared for you. If anything’s missing, just say the word."
With that, the Great Elder glanced at the Bloodline Master before leading Yan Xiaobao out of the Bloodline Master Temple.
Corpse Peak considered Nightcrypt an extrely important person, and arranged a special location for him in the boundary between the lower and upper fingers. The area had been cleared of other cultivators.
Of course, news that Nightcrypt was concocting dicine had already begun to spread throughout "Corpse Peak." Having heard the news, many Middle Peak cultivators turned pale. Considering the tragic fate of the Middle Peak, they decided to be more vigilant than ever.
"I heard the Bloodline Master and Great Elder personally invited Nightcrypt to concoct dicine. We definitely need to be on guard."
"Nightcrypt is also known as Plaguedevil. The terrifying way he concocts dicine is all anyone talks about on the Middle Peak."
So cultivators didn’t take this issue too seriously, assuming the stories were exaggerations.
Who cares about dicine concoction? Will it really have much impact on us? The incident with the diarrhea happened because they beca careless. As long as we remain alert, nothing bad will happen."
"Hmph! Let’s see what happens when this Nightcrypt concocts dicine and causes an upheaval!"
No matter the various reactions of Corpse Peak, the Bloodline Master and Great Elder ordered the area near Yan Xiaobao’s pharmacy to be off-limits. No one was allowed to approach.
Yan Xiaobao was quite pleased with all the preparations, especially the Immortal Cave they had prepared for him. Once the elder left, he sat cross-legged in front of another awkward cross-legged figure, a green-haired corpse. Surprisingly, its hair was no longer that long. However, its fangs were as sharp as ever, and bone spurs still adorned its skin. It grew wicked claws and emitted a shocking killing aura.
This was Yan Xiaobao’s jade zombie!
Clearly, the zombie was much stronger than when he initially created it. Its skin looked tougher, and overall, it appeared more robust and powerful.
Its eyes were green, releasing an aura that made it look unusually intelligent.
Just looking at it made Yan Xiaobao’s hair stand on end. Although he personally created the jade zombie, he still felt a sense of horror.
"Not cute at all..." he remarked. "Get rid of those fangs and claws, and shorten the hair slightly." As soon as the words left his mouth, the jade zombie shivered. Its fangs, claws, and bone spurs vanished. As for its hair, it retracted until it was nearly invisible.
Its killing aura also gradually disappeared. It was still green, but now appeared more normal. Monts later, it stared at Yan Xiaobao with a seemingly blank expression.
"That’s better." Yan Xiaobao said happily. Taking one last look outside the Immortal Cave, he opened the bag given to him by the Bloodline Master, which contained a large amount of dicinal herbs. Although not as much as what the Song Family Patriarch gave him, they were equally valuable. There were even so herbs more valuable and of higher quality than those provided by the Song Family Patriarch.
"Corpse Peak’s Blood Master seems to have many resources!" In addition to the storage bag, there were abundant Fla Stones and pill furnaces, along with a jade slip containing the Reverse Blood dicine formula. Corpse Refining Pills.
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