Chapter 9 Pill Formula
"Success?"
Zhang Song heard the sound and was immediately overjoyed. He directly stepped over Lu Li and Chen Zhong who were lying on the ground, excitedly grabbing Qin Shouren's arms. "How is it, what does it feel like, what does it feel like!"
Qin Shouren only then noticed Lu Li and Chen Zhong lying on the ground. His face changed color, his expression instantly becoming pained. "I... feel terrible, so terrible....!"
As he spoke, he was about to collapse to the ground.
"Hmph, you dare play tricks on this old man." Seeing this, Zhang Song's face darkened. He grabbed Qin Shouren's neck with one hand and lifted him up. "Terrible, right? I'll squeeze you to death."
"No!" Chen Zhong immediately scrambled up from the ground upon seeing this. "I'll tell, I'll tell......"
Seeing they could no longer hide it, Lu Li helplessly stood up as well.
Only then did Zhang Song release Qin Shouren, looking at Chen Zhong. "Speak, tell me your true feelings. This old man can consider taking you as disciples. If anyone dares speak a single lie, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Just as Chen Zhong was about to speak, Zhang Song had a thought. "Wait, come with me."
As he spoke, he brought Chen Zhong into the side room.
A moment later, he led Chen Zhong out, then brought Lu Li and Qin Shouren inside, looking at Lu Li. "Speak. If what you say differs even slightly from what that little fatty said, then all three of you will die."
Old fox!
Lu Li mentally cursed Zhang Song's eighteen generations of ancestors, but he no longer dared to hide anything.
After listening, Zhang Song immediately laughed until tears fell: "Hahaha, heaven pities me, heaven pities me! This old man has finally succeeded, succeeded!"
After saying this, he didn't care about Lu Li and the other two, hurriedly rushing out of the room, frantically searching on the altar. After searching for a while, he suddenly looked at Fan Zhengping who was hiding and dodging at the door: "Where's the last pill formula?"
Preparing the medicine and controlling the fire were both handled by Fan Zhengping. The pill formula was also recorded by Fan Zhengping. More crucially, this time he hadn't checked what medicinal herbs were brought back. Without the pill formula, all this would be wasted.
"For, forgot to write it." Fan Zhengping's legs trembled like a sieve.
"What did you say--!" Zhang Song's eyes turned red, appearing deranged, hurriedly rushing before Fan Zhengping, grabbing the other's collar with one hand. "You, do you know what you're saying?"
"Master, do I... really not compare to a pill formula?" Fan Zhengping's face was full of disappointment.
"You!" Zhang Song's hand loosened, changing his tone. "Zhengping, you know what this pill formula represents to your master, right? Stop messing around, quickly give it to me. From now on, I will definitely cultivate you properly."
"Cultivate me..." Fan Zhengping roared with tears in his eyes. "I'm ruined, do you know that palm strike you just made has ruined my Dantian, my dear master? I'll tell you, that pill formula has already been thrown into the earth fire channel by me, no one can get it, no one can get it anymore, hahaha......"
"You're courting death!" Zhang Song immediately became furious, veins bulging, raising his hand to slap down toward Fan Zhengping's heavenly crown.
Fan Zhengping didn't dodge at all, just stared straight at Zhang Song.
As the palm descended halfway, Zhang Song suddenly stopped. "Want to die? Not that easy. This old man will keep you alive to slowly torture, until..."
Halfway through speaking.
Zhang Song suddenly looked toward the courtyard gate.
Three cyan-clothed men and women carrying long swords on their backs walked in one after another. On their chests, each wore a silver great sun badge, with a cyan long sword piercing through the center of the great sun.
"Qingyang Sect immortals!"
Looking at the three's attire, Lu Li couldn't help but feel joy on his face.
"You came quite quickly!" Zhang Song threw Fan Zhengping back into the main hall, then walked down toward the courtyard, looking at the three. "Little brats, have you lost your minds? You dare barge into this old man's Daoist temple without permission."
The leading man calmly looked at Zhang Song. "Evil Daoist Zhang Song, you're quite bold, daring to use living people to test pills within my Qingyang Sect's territory!"
"So what? Even we cultivators sometimes die, let alone mere mortal ants like these. Aren't they born to contribute to us?"
"Bold!" The cyan-clothed young woman on the left was infuriated upon hearing this. "How many of us cultivators didn't start as mortals? You acting against the heavens like this, obstructing the immortal dao's cycle of reincarnation, is absolutely unforgivable."
As she spoke, she tapped her foot, flying toward Zhang Song. At the same time, her right hand transformed into a palm, a trace of cyan True Qi emanating from her body. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a cyan vine entangling toward Zhang Song.
"A mere sixth layer dares to be presumptuous!"
Zhang Song remained unafraid, striking out a palm from a distance, sending out a fiery red True Qi. The True Qi collided with the vine, instantly bursting into raging flames, like burning dry wood, emitting crackling explosions.
The young woman's face immediately turned pale, falling to the ground, the cyan vine instantly disappearing.
But Zhang Song's flames showed no sign of diminishing, directly rushing toward the young woman.
"Junior Sister Xinyi, be careful!"
The leading man and the young man on the left cried out simultaneously, flying forward. While sending out red and blue True Qi to attack Zhang Song, they pulled Zhou Xinyi behind them.
"Mere seventh layers can't handle this seat!"
Zhang Song struck out with his left palm again, another surge of fiery red True Qi rushing out. Two balls of fierce flames respectively blasted toward the two.
"This evil Daoist is actually so fierce."
In the main hall, Lu Li and the other three looked at each other, their hearts pounding wildly.
If these three couldn't defeat Zhang Song, then they wouldn't have a good outcome either.
Just then, the silent Fan Zhengping walked toward Lu Li.
Lu Li frowned, retreating two steps. "What do you want!"
Hearing this, Qin Shouren and Chen Zhong simultaneously moved closer to Lu Li, faces full of vigilance.
"I... have no ill intentions." Fan Zhengping's face was strained, trembling hand reaching into his chest, tremblingly pulling out a yellow paper, shakily handing it to Lu Li: "This, this is the Piercing Acupoint Pill formula. I already have no chance at the immortal dao in this life. I'm giving it to you."
"Pill formula?"
Lu Li and the other three looked at each other, all seeing joy in each other's eyes. Lu Li snatched the pill formula, somewhat unbelievingly asking, "You, why are you doing this?"
Fan Zhengping glanced at the battling Zhang Song outside. "Having helped him kill too many people, I had almost forgotten that I was also once captured by him. Until today, I finally understand. All this seems to have changed, but actually hasn't changed. Coming as a mortal... leaving, still as a mortal......"
After speaking, he took out a pitch-black pill, stuffing it into his mouth in one go: "Pill testers, pill testers, Fan Zhengping is coming to accompany you......"
Thud!
Watching Fan Zhengping who had collapsed to the ground, convulsing wildly, Lu Li and the other three felt indescribable emotions.
"Is this the karmic retribution mentioned in books?"
Lu Li murmured to himself. With a thought, the pill formula in his hand had already been stored into the small tower's storage space.
In the distance, the great battle continued.
After repeated True Qi bombardments, whether it was Zhang Song or the three from Qingyang Sect, all appeared exhausted. However, the three from Qingyang Sect clearly held the upper hand. Even though only one of them was at the seventh layer of Qi Refining, the talismans they continuously threw out and the pills they occasionally swallowed were things Zhang Song didn't have.
Cultivator battles aren't just about comparing cultivation realms-trump cards are the key to victory.