Chapter 31

Killing people was not something Daoist Xuanyue took to heart!

Over the years, Daoist Xuanyue had killed countless people.

However, the key issue was who Chen Shengnan wanted him to kill!

Anyone Chen Shengnan would use as a condition would certainly not be an ordinary person.

"Who should I kill?" Daoist Xuanyue looked at Chen Shengnan and asked in a deep voice.

Chen Shengnan smiled and said lightly, "Fang Ling."

The name "Fang Ling" made Daoist Xuanyue frown. After all, behind Fang Ling stood a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Chen Shengnan noticed Daoist Xuanyue's hesitation, but this made him even more comfortable. He lightly waved his hand and said calmly, "Daoist, you don't have to agree. I, Chen Shengnan, never force anyone."

Offending a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Daoist Xuanyue genuinely felt some reluctance. However, the Foundation Establishment cultivator behind him had given him a strict order to mend the relationship with the Chen family.

Although he could command the elements in Dinging City, in front of his backer, he was just a small fry. There were many people who wanted to take his place, and they were all waiting for him to make a mistake.

And once he lost the trust of that great cultivator, his fate would be very dire!

Fang Ling indeed had someone backing him, but so did he. Moreover, this matter involved a Golden Core cultivator. No great cultivator would offend a Golden Core cultivator for the sake of an ordinary person with whom they had no deep connection.

With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Daoist Xuanyue solemnly agreed, "Alright, I'll do it."

Chen Shengnan nodded and lightly tossed the gift list to Daoist Xuanyue, saying, "Daoist Xuanyue, I hope to see what I want when I see this list."

"Poor Daoist will not disappoint the head of the Chen family." Daoist Xuanyue said, bowing, "I'll take my leave!"

Chen Shengnan watched Daoist Xuanyue leave and couldn't help but laugh heartily. At this moment, Chen Shengnan felt that giving his pure and virtuous daughter to a Golden Core cultivator was the best move he could have made.

If it weren't for the Golden Core cultivator behind him, how would Daoist Xuanyue have backed down? How would he have listened to his orders so obediently!

"The Fang family wants to rise? Humph, they'll be wiped out!"

...

In the early morning, Fang Ling was drinking the porridge that Hu Shuying had specially prepared for him, feeling extremely refreshed. However, just as he finished the bowl of porridge, Skinny Monkey came to report a not-so-good piece of news: the guards from Huwei Martial Hall were all sick and couldn't come for the past few days.

Once a person's cultivation reached the first level of Qi Condensation, it was very difficult for them to fall ill, let alone the robust men from Huwei Martial Hall who had reached the third level of Qi Condensation.

Moreover, it was highly unlikely for them to all fall ill at the same time.

This "illness" was just a polite way of saying something else.

Although Fang Ling had been prepared for this, he still felt somewhat displeased when he heard Skinny Monkey's report. He had to admit, people were indeed very fickle.

After a moment's thought, he said to Skinny Monkey, "Take some silver from the accounting office and go visit them on my behalf."

Skinny Monkey was taken aback. He didn't believe that Fang Ling didn't understand the implications, but seeing Fang Ling's somewhat cold face, he didn't say anything.

After finishing the porridge, Fang Ling went out to buy some medicine at the Divine Medicine Hall.

As the largest pharmacy in Dinging City, the Divine Medicine Hall was never short of customers. When Fang Ling entered, the hall was already crowded with people buying medicine.

"Master Fang, you've come!" A manager of the Divine Medicine Hall quickly came forward to greet him.

Fang Ling smiled at the manager and said, "Manager Li, I'm here to buy some herbs."

"Master Fang, the herbs you want are quite precious. Please have some tea on the second floor." As he spoke, Manager Li nodded to a servant beside him.

Those who could serve as a servant to a manager were usually quite clever. This servant knew that Manager Li wanted him to go and call the shop owner, so he quickly ran into the yard.

The shop owner of the Divine Medicine Hall was reading a book in his room. Seeing the servant run in, he asked indifferently, "What is it?"

"Shop owner, Master Fang Ling from the Fang family has come to our Divine Medicine Hall to buy medicine. Manager Li asked me to invite you over."

The shop owner put down his book but didn't stand up. He stroked his beard and said, "Tell Manager Li to follow the rules."

The servant was taken aback. He clearly remembered that just a few days ago, the shop owner had told Manager Li and others to notify him if Master Fang came to the Divine Medicine Hall.

Now, why was the shop owner acting this way!

"Do you have anything else?" The shop owner, who had picked up his book again, asked coldly.

The servant was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "No, no!" and ran out.

When the servant came to the second-floor living room, he heard Manager Li smiling and saying to Fang Ling, "Master Fang, our shop owner has long admired you and said he would visit you in a few days, but he didn't expect you to come here..."

Although the servant knew something was amiss, he still bravely came to Manager Li's side and repeated the shop owner's words.

Compared to the servant, Manager Li had more experience. After a moment's thought, he forced a smile and said to Fang Ling, "Master Fang, our shop owner has some matters to attend to and can't come. Please forgive him."

Fang Ling's eyebrows raised. Although the servant's voice was low, he heard it clearly. The shop owner of the Divine Medicine Hall not seeing him was probably due to the Chen family's influence.

A wave of anger rose in Fang Ling's heart, and he had the urge to cause a commotion. However, he ultimately suppressed this urge, not because he was afraid of the Divine Medicine Hall, but because it was beneath his dignity to quarrel with such a minor character.

"Since your shop owner is busy, I won't trouble him."

As he spoke, Fang Ling handed the paper in his hand to Manager Li, saying, "Please, Manager Li, help me prepare these herbs."

Manager Li took the list and saw that it was all common herbs, many of which were used to make the Rehmannia Pill.

He casually handed the list to the servant to prepare and then tried to make conversation with Fang Ling, "Master Fang, are you planning to make the Rehmannia Pill?"

"Yes, I saw the formula for the Rehmannia Pill a few days ago and felt the urge to try it out." Fang Ling's list included five herbs needed for the Nine-Transmutation Dao Pill, while the rest were for the Rehmannia Pill and another pill called the Clear Heart Pill.

Hearing that Fang Ling was planning to refine pills, Manager Li's lips twitched.

Refining pills was not an easy task for ordinary people. This Master Fang was indeed young and curious.

"Manager Li, who is the best pill refiner in Dinging City?" Fang Ling picked up his teacup and asked casually.

Manager Li smiled and said, "In Dinging City, there are not many who understand pill refinement. Although our Divine Medicine Hall is the largest pharmacy in the city, most of the pills we sell are imported from outside."

"The best pill refiner in Dinging City is Xuan Yue, the Immortal Master from Qingyang Mountain. A few days ago, he refined a Huangjing Pill that reached the level of a first-grade spirit pill."

Xuan Yue? Fang Ling's eyebrows furrowed. He didn't plan to rely on others for the Nine-Transmutation Dao Pill, as it was too sensitive.

However, refining pills himself would require starting from scratch, not just having the formula.

Fang Ling originally wanted to find someone to learn from, but Xuan Yue, although skilled, was an immortal master.

This would make it easier to expose the fact that he possessed the formula for the Nine-Transmutation Dao Pill.

After just a quarter of an hour, the servant returned with several large packages. Manager Li not only personally accompanied Fang Ling to pay but also saw him off at the door.

"Shop owner!" When Manager Li returned to the shop, he saw the shop owner standing at the door.

"What herbs did Fang Ling buy?" The shop owner asked Manager Li in a deep voice.

Manager Li had a good memory and immediately recounted the herbs Fang Ling had bought.

When the shop owner heard that Fang Ling was planning to refine pills, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he said with disdain, "Young people are young people. A little skill and they think they can do anything. They only see the present, and now they're about to face a great disaster, yet they still want to refine pills. Humph..."

When Manager Li heard the words "great disaster," he was stunned.

...

Fang Ling carried the packages of herbs and slowly walked back to the Fang family residence. However, when he reached a narrow alley, he noticed that the people around him were becoming fewer and fewer.

In the end, there was no one around him.

This was not normal!

Fang Ling was startled and stopped, looking around.

There was nothing around.

But the more it seemed normal, the more it was not.

He put the herbs on the ground and said coldly, "Who?"

"Ha ha, Master Fang, good to see you!" A man in a Daoist robe walked out, his three strands of beard flowing like a celestial being.

Fang Ling was certain he had never seen this man before, but the man gave him a sense of foreboding.

Fang Ling calmed himself and looked at the Daoist coldly, "Which Daoist are you? What do you want from me?"

"I am Xuan Yue from Qingyang Mountain. I came to form a good connection with you, Master Fang." Xuan Yue's gaze was calm, showing no emotion.

Hearing the name Xuan Yue, Fang Ling's heart sank. Xuan Yue was one of the few cultivators in Dinging City.

His following him now was definitely not a good sign!

However, at this moment, Fang Ling became even calmer. If it was fate, it couldn't be avoided.

"Originally, I thought you were Immortal Master Xuan Yue. If you have something to say, just say it. As long as Fang Ling can do it, I won't refuse!" Fang Ling looked at Xuan Yue and said softly.

"This matter, Master Fang can definitely do." Xuan Yue smiled lightly and said, "I have a request. I need to borrow the head of Liu Yang Kuishou."

Fang Ling's heart became even calmer, and he said lightly, "Why should I lend you the head?"

"Nothing else. Just because my fist is bigger and my strength is greater, that's all!" Xuan Yue spoke bluntly, without any concealment.

This was enough for Fang Ling.

He immediately leaped up, and the Jinghong Sword flashed like lightning, slashing toward Xuan Yue!

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