These people were so engrossed in their conversation that they completely ignored me as I approached. I quickly lowered the sedan, dismissed the four ghosts, and stood opposite them. After forming several hand seals, I turned invisible and hid in the woods.
"Sister, what are you still afraid of? The world is vast. We can leave without anyone knowing. Didn't two people already escape a couple of days ago? Who found out then? Everyone thought the Blood Cloud Coffin had eaten them. Besides, you've seen how good we've been to you, and we've followed you this far!" the third disciple added.
"Ah, that's true, but you've seen it yourselves. I'm no longer in the Dao-Entering Stage, and this backlash is severe. My cultivation has become so unstable that I've fallen to this level. If I were still in the Dao-Entering Stage, I'd certainly consider what you're suggesting," Wan'er sighed mournfully.
"Why don't we look for the Arcane Sect? The medicines from that sect are incredibly rare. They'd definitely be effective against the backlash!" The third disciple was quite talkative and soon got to the crux of the matter.
"Hmph, there are too many swindlers in the Arcane Sect, running all over the world. Unless it's medicine from Senior Lian, the Pill God, everything else is a scam," Wan'er said.
Hiding behind the tree, I almost came out to correct her. Could Lian Geng's medicine even be taken? Every time someone took it, they ended up half-dead. They vomited and had diarrhea, and nearly died.
"What a pity. I heard the Pill God was already over a hundred years old last time. He must have died by now, right? If you want to buy medicine from him, you'll have to go to the underworld," the gloomy-looking disciple said with a laugh.