MMB Chapter 71: Brewing a Pot of Tonic, and Casually Slaughtering an Immortal
Chapter 71: Brewing a Pot of Tonic, and Casually Slaughtering an Immortal
Western China. Deepest part of the Kunlun Mountains.
Inside that bronze hall covered in green rust, the deathly air seemed to have solidified.
Before the ancient bronze mirror with a crack on the altar stood an old man, as withered as a dried-out orange peel.
He was wearing an old-fashioned Taoist robe. The fabric had long since rotted into tattered flakes, swaying in the air with his heavy breathing.
"The boundary stone has appeared. That gatekeeper snake has probably already met its demise."
The old man made an unpleasant sound from his throat, like sandpaper scraping.
In the shadows of a corner of the main hall, several equally decaying auras began to churn.
"The suppression of the laws of the mortal world is still in effect. That long worm at least has the foundation of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. The one who can kill it is definitely not a mortal martial artist from the turbid world."
"Could they be the remnants of those rogue cultivators who escaped the calamity back then?"
The old man coughed violently twice, spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with black blood. It landed on the bluestone slab, creating a corroded pit.
"No matter who it is, the Boundary Stone absolutely cannot fall into the hands of outsiders! The spiritual energy of the great formation is almost exhausted. If we can't find a replenishment, we old bones won't even have the strength to live another ten years!"
The old man turned around. His cloudy eyes looked at a row of side rooms outside the main hall.
"Go wake Wuji. Tell him to take the Azure Thunder Sword and go down to the mortal realm. While he's there, bring back the flesh and blood of that long worm. The blood of a true spirit descendant is enough to sustain the rest of us."
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Jiangnan City. Yunding Mountain Villa.
The kitchen range hood was running at its highest setting, making a buzzing noise.
Lu Yuan stood in front of the kitchen counter, holding a long-handled wooden spoon. He was slowly stirring the contents of a clay pot printed with Peppa Pig.
The natural gas flames under the casserole dish were originally blue. But as soon as you get even a little close to the bottom of the pot, they are forcibly replaced by an extremely faint, pure white flame.
The true fire of the Mahayana stage. Used to boil a pot of medicinal plaster.
If those alchemy masters in the cultivation world saw this, they would be so angry they'd vomit blood on the spot.
As the wooden spoon stirred, the chopped, translucent dragon tendons in the pot completely melted, turning into a thick, gelatinous substance with an amber sheen.
A strange, indescribable fragrance wafted through the kitchen's glass door, filling the entire living room.
Lu Qingxue, like a puppy smelling a bone, clung to the glass kitchen door with both hands, pressing her nose tightly against it. Her breath created a small puff of white mist on the glass.
"Brother, what kind of seafood is this? It smells even better than Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!"
Lu Yuan turned off the stove. He lined the rim of the casserole with a damp cloth and carried it to the dining table outside.
"Come here. Lie down on the sofa."
Lu Yuan pointed to the large leather sofa in the living room.
Lu Qingxue obediently ran over, kicked off her slippers, and buried her face in a cushion.
"Lift up your clothes."
Lu Qingxue rolled up her oversized home T-shirt, revealing a section of her fair but somewhat thin back.
Lu Yuan used a wooden spoon to scoop up a clump of amber-colored ointment that was still steaming.
He didn't apply it directly. Instead, a faint white light emanated from his fingertips, suppressing the violent, dragon-like energy within the ointment and preserving only its purest life essence.
Otherwise, given Lu Qingxue's mortal constitution, even the slightest contact with this immense energy would instantly rupture her blood vessels.
The moment the ointment was applied to her spine, Lu Qingxue let out a comfortable groan.
"It's so warm...like soaking in a hot spring."
Lu Yuan's palm hovered an inch above the ointment. He slowly pushed it down.
The amber-colored ointment melted at a visible speed, seeping directly into Lu Qingxue's body through her pores.
This is the main tendon, the condensed essence of the Golden Scale Unicorn Dragon during its entire life at the Integration Stage.
Even though it is suppressed by the laws of Earth, the energy it contains is enough to transform an ordinary person.
On Lu Qingxue's fair skin, a fine layer of black impurities began to seep out, emitting a faint sour smell.
Those were toxins and ailments that had accumulated in her body for over a decade.
In less than five minutes, Lu Qingxue's breathing became long and steady. She hugged her pillow and fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Yuan pulled a thin blanket over her. He then turned and walked to the corner of the living room.
Lin Zhen stood there like a telephone pole, clutching the encrypted satellite phone tightly in his hand.
The phone screen was on. The call hadn't ended.
"Has Chu Jianguo not given up yet?"
Lu Yuan pulled out a dining chair and sat down. He casually asked a question.
Lin Zhen shuddered. He quickly handed over his phone.
"Mr. Lu, the commander would like to speak with you."
Lu Yuan didn't answer. He simply leaned back in his chair, raising his chin slightly.
"Let him say it directly. I can hear you."
Chu Jianguo's voice, deliberately lowered but still deeply resonant, immediately came through the phone receiver.
"Mr. Lu, I apologize for disturbing your rest. On behalf of the Supreme Defense Zone, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you. If it weren't for your intervention, Jiangnan City, and even the entire eastern coastal area of China, would be a living hell today."
Chu Jianguo swallowed hard on the other end of the line.
He watched the latest images transmitted back by satellite on the big screen.
The sea, which had once been boiling with the roar of the giant beast, was now so calm that not even a ripple could be seen.
If it weren't for the several wrecked US fleet warships still floating on the sea, no one would believe that just half an hour ago, a world-destroying monster capable of withstanding a nuclear bomb had appeared here.
"Stop with the nonsense."
Lu Yuan picked up a tissue from the table and wiped the water off his hands.
"I killed that loach because it was blocking my way to boil medicine. It has nothing to do with you. Don't try to glorify yourselves."
Chu Jianguo choked and coughed violently on the other end of the phone. It took him a long time to recover.
loach.
That's a monster that even the Seventh Fleet can chew like a biscuit! In your mouth, it's just a mudfish!
Chu Jianguo was internally ranting and raving, but he didn't dare say it aloud.
He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady.