Free Web NovelChapter 1350: Chapter 506: Third-Grade Human Pill (Part 3)
Zhou Xuan said.
"Then I’ll just... I’ll just... better obey than be polite..."
Alchemist Bai Lu really was very respectful; he screwed up his courage, walked to the edge of the door, but the moment he saw that dozens-zhang drop, every bit of courage vanished. He clung to the doorframe, shivering.
Zhou Xuan really couldn’t stand it anymore; he had no choice but to once again let his astral shadow drift back into the shop, then solidify his body and give Old Bai Lu a kick, booting him down.
Right after, in a flash of lightning, Zhou Xuan again turned into a shadow, drifted down to the bottom of the Fire Pit, and caught Alchemist Bai Lu.
"Thrilling, too thrilling."
Alchemist Bai Lu only felt his calves cramping.
"You old stick-in-the-mud type, always ’this is improper, that is improper’; it’s people like you who have the smallest guts."
After scolding Alchemist Bai Lu, Zhou Xuan walked toward the Inner Hall of the Ancient Soul Returning Hall.
Inside the Inner Hall, it was all laughter and chatter; compared to the "constant screams" from last time, the atmosphere was totally different. freewebnσvel.cѳm
In the hall, Manager Liu and the other four junior brothers were, at this moment, no longer doing the evil business of "butchering Dead People."
On the contrary, the five senior and junior brothers were chatting away with those Dead People like old friends.
"Ah, Mr., you were actually that glorious when you were in the human world?"
"Everyone in Mingjiang Prefecture knew of Mr.’s reputation?"
"No wonder Mr. slaughtered that Ning Bukong like slaughtering a dog, never even put that Pill Master in his eyes."
"Still gossiping about me?"
Zhou Xuan and Alchemist Bai Lu entered the Inner Hall.
Manager Liu saw that the newcomer was Zhou Xuan; he hurriedly put down his crossed legs, smiled broadly, and said, "Mr. is here."
"You’re living pretty comfortably, huh." Zhou Xuan pointed at the tea on the table and said, "Give you a newspaper too and you’ll be no different from those stewards at the government."
"All thanks to Mr.; we’ve turned over a new leaf now. Back when Ning Bukong was here, if we rested a bit too long, that whip of his would come lashing over."
Manager Liu reminisced about past suffering and relished the sweetness; being able to sit, sip tea, and chat like this now was already the happiest of moments.
"I came in a rush today and didn’t prepare some things. Next time I come, I’ll assign each of you some magazines, newspapers, that sort of stuff. You can’t go out anyway and it’s boring sitting around here."
Hearing there would be magazines and newspapers to read, Manager Liu and his five senior and junior brothers all had excitement flash in their eyes.
People, when alive, always need some entertainment.
Zhou Xuan continued, "But today, you lot can’t be idle anymore. Work’s here: we’re refining Joyful Longevity Pills."
"Us bros are all old hands at that."
Manager Liu thumped his chest over and over, full of confidence, whereas those departed souls were all as silent as cicadas in winter.
These Dead People were originally supposed to go to Soul Shepherd City to await their next turn at reincarnation.
But as they passed by the Ancient Soul Returning Hall, they were forcibly dragged in by the Hall Master of this hall and used as materials for refining Human Pills.
Now, hearing Zhou Xuan say he was going to refine Human Pills again, they were afraid they’d be thrown into the furnace once more and refined into one elixir after another, so they immediately panicked.
Zhou Xuan waved his hand and said, "Don’t be afraid, I brought my own materials; I won’t be using you. Once I refine the elixir today and pay this Ancient Hall’s Hall Master the first ’temple rent,’ you’ll all be free."
"Long live Mr.!"
"Mr., you’re the person I admire most, really—admire you so much I don’t even know what to do with myself."
The hundreds of Dead People, having gone through a "soul-scaring moment," had their taut nerves relax one after another, and all sorts of words of praise came tumbling out, one on top of the other.
Zhou Xuan smiled and handed the wedding doll on his back to Manager Liu.
This Manager Liu and his junior brothers had all once been Swordmen of Wuwen Mountain; now they were the Alchemy Workers of this Fire Pit.
Alchemy Workers naturally had to do some odd jobs related to Alchemy.
Alchemist Bai Lu said, "This time’s Alchemy is the same as usual: first you’ve got to draw out the tendons and pull the bones of this doll; the more finely you chop it, the more effective the elixir will be."
Manager Liu and his junior brothers were all wearing pig heads filled with "Storage Fragrance Worms"; Zhou Xuan couldn’t see their expressions.
But from their trembling hands, Zhou Xuan could tell they were unwilling to make a move.
"What’s wrong? You’re not thinking this doll is an actual real child, are you?"
Zhou Xuan patiently explained, "Relax, I, Zhou Xuan, don’t do utterly heartless things. This doll isn’t a real person, it’s a doll condensed from Great Joyful Qi. You can treat it as ’human desire.’"
"Not real?"
"Of course not." Zhou Xuan gently lifted the eyelid of the sleeping wedding doll, revealing the ’pin-shaped’ pupils, and said, "See... what normal kid looks like this?"
"Then we don’t have any psychological burden anymore."
Manager Liu said this.
Zhou Xuan then flipped the wedding doll over and said, "When you’re working, don’t let this doll turn over. It’s got a bit of demonic nature; if it so much as glares at you, you’ll fall into madness."
"Got it, got it."
Everyone then honestly started working—luckily, this wedding doll was also strange. After Manager Liu’s first knife stabbed into its back, that baby-like skin began to lose color,
fading all the way to white, about the same as the plaster mixed up by bricklayers. The feel of cutting it was also like cutting plaster; when the blade went in, it even shed crumbs.
However,
at the base of this wedding doll’s neck there was a lump of flesh, like the heart of a big rooster, only its color was even clearer.
"Mr., should we keep this little heart?"
"Nonsense, this thing’s the most precious part."
Zhou Xuan glanced at Alchemist Bai Lu; Old Bai Lu took the heart with both hands.
This little heart was a Human Pill of at least third-grade; it was possible that ever since this Fire Pit was built, all the elixirs Ning Bukong had refined over the years added together still weren’t as valuable as this one heart. freeweɓnøvel.com
"Hold it carefully, don’t drop it."
Zhou Xuan repeatedly reminded Alchemist Bai Lu...
