Free Web NovelDivine Emissary, why did you suddenly release your Divine Intention?
The peddler's face showed vigilance; those in their line of work were always very cautious.
If the other party hadn't been a fellow member of the Demon Summoning Sect, and the quantity they wanted wasn't so large, he wouldn't have brought them to the stronghold at all.
Hmph, isn't it because your Blood Refinement Hall hides too deeply? I wanted to get some divine power powder, but I had to find Lu Zhuang, and now he's dead, which has delayed things for so long.
My Lord saw that I hadn't sent news for a long time, so he urged me with a secret technique. If a major matter is delayed, then we'll see how you explain it to the main altar!
Xiao Li, the Divine Emissary, snorted coldly, instead rebuking the other party.
The peddler shivered, clearly intimidated. He asked, half-understanding:
May I ask, why does the Superior Emissary suddenly need so much divine power powder?
Hehehe...
Before Li Mo could laugh, Murong Xiao, behind him, let out a laugh.
...
He didn't ask you; what are you laughing about?
Li Mo had originally wanted to say a few more words, but now the words were stuck in his throat.
Fortunately, the peddler shivered, perhaps thinking of something unpleasant, and said with a pale face:
I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore...
With that, he dragged Lu Zhuang's corpse and led the way.
At this moment, the Taiyin Intent Soul behind Li Mo also slowly dissipated.
Not long after.
An abandoned, dilapidated temple appeared ahead.
Don't think that heavenly venerable brand instant noodles are already well-known to everyone; our production of divine power powder is extremely cautious, even the strongholds of the Blood Refinement Hall are located in deserted places.
Customers who need divine power powder don't even know where our strongholds are.
This temple used to have good incense, but we killed all the bald donkeys inside and hollowed out the ground to establish the stronghold.
The peddler pointed to the abandoned, dilapidated temple ahead.
The dilapidated temple had clearly been abandoned for a long time, and there had been no incense for a long time. The sunlight from outside shone in, illuminating a solemn Buddha statue.
Creak, creak--
Hmm? The peddler looked back curiously, looking at Murong Xiao in confusion.
This Lord seems very angry?
Hehehehe! Murong Xiao let out a heavy, strange laugh.
He's from the Hundred Beast Hall; he wants to eat divine power powder.
Li Mo said calmly.
The peddler thought to himself that the cultists of the Hundred Beast Hall were indeed as crazy as the rumors said.
Our divine power powder, with added heavenly venerable sauce, tastes very pure. Please rest assured, Lord.
As the peddler spoke, he twisted the candlestick on the offering table, and a rumbling sound immediately came.
The clay face of the Buddha statue, facing the sun, turned dark and slightly sinister.
Below was a tunnel wide enough for two people to walk side by side.
Please.
Hmm...
Li Mo responded, his peripheral vision on Zhao Jing, who gave a nearly imperceptible nod.
Xiao Qin and Huang Donglai were in the team; how stable this team was went without saying, right?
Before coming, they had all agreed that once the location was found, Zhao Jing would directly send a message to her Master, and they only needed to wait for that Divine Constable to arrive, and everything would be fine.
Subsequently, everyone entered the tunnel, and before long, they went deep underground and saw a very spacious area.
The candlelight was dim, illuminating a chaotic pile of medicinal materials, including unpackaged heavenly venerable brand instant noodles.
In the center of the space were several large Pill Furnaces, steaming with hot air and emitting a pungent smell. Blood Refinement Hall cultists were busy among them.
The scene made Li Mo immediately think of... a shoddy, black-hearted workshop?
Please wait a moment, Lords. I'll re-refine the divine power powder.
As the peddler spoke, he carried Lu Zhuang's corpse to the Pill Furnace.
Li Mo: "?"
He had been wondering on the way what the peddler was doing with Lu Zhuang's corpse. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
At first, he thought the peddler wanted to give Lu Zhuang a proper burial, but now he realized that it seemed not to be... Lu Zhuang might have been very strong once.
But now, dead and emaciated, who could tell that he possessed an excellent martial arts Physique, and although he hadn't made it onto the Qianlong Ranking, he was still a Body Refining Genius?
Lu Zhuang's corpse was thus thrown into the Pill Furnace.
This craftsman, who was unwilling to fall behind and ultimately chose the wrong path, thus disappeared into the dark red flames.
His unwillingness, his talent, were completely devoured by the flames.
Finally, a dark red powder remained, which was mixed into the sauce by the Blood Refinement Hall cultists and sealed into heavenly venerable brand instant noodles.
These special instant noodles would flow into the market through certain channels.
When Lu Zhuang first consumed divine power powder, did he ever imagine that one day, he would become the divine power powder he regarded as life, packaged into an instant noodle bag? ƒreewebɳovel.com
Li Mo's forehead throbbed, feeling as if his hair was about to catch fire.
...
Huang Donglai gripped his wrist, silently shaking his head at him.
A hall would certainly not only have those of the Third Realm, but at least those of the Fourth Realm, and even the Fifth Realm.
Acting now would be too irrational.
Please.
The peddler held a bag of divine power powder and presented it to the group.
He smiled and said:
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It's fresh.
...
Li Mo told himself to remain calm and shook his head, saying, "My Body Refining is purely natural; I don't like this item."
Ugh...
Murong Xiao retched, first with intense discomfort, then with a black Qi spreading across his face.
While this item filled him with indignation, his humanity was also impacted. He quickly recited Buddhist scriptures in his mind to maintain his composure.
Zhao Jing, gripping her long saber, could not restrain herself upon seeing such a twisted act of humanity, her sense of justice overflowing.
What do you Lords... mean?
The peddler suddenly took a few steps back, and the surrounding Blood Refinement Hall cultists, at some unknown point, had stopped their work and silently surrounded them, all armed with weapons.
Are you looking down on me, or... do you not know the martial arts of the Hundred Beast Hall?
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
And that blood-red divine power powder was placed before them, serving as the final test.
As everyone knows, Xiao Li has many tricks up his sleeve.
He had many ways to deal with it, and even if he ate it, with his immortal body and the burning of karmic fire, this divine power powder would not have any effect on him. But he would not allow himself to pass by feigning compliance.
This was cannibalism.
I refuse.
Hearing Li Mo's voice, Huang Donglai, Xiao Qin, and Murong Xiao, who were familiar with him, silently tightened their grip on their weapons.
This time, what appeared in his palm was not a hammer.
The Chixiao Sword glowed with a chilling intent of death, bright and resolute... PS: Please support with charging, mwah!
