Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion Crisis

Scanning the surroundings, Bi Changsheng discovered that the entire underground palace, except for the central area where he was, was divided into individual prison cells. Each cell held several people with gray hair, all appearing to be elderly, totaling about twenty or so.

Those imprisoned seemed frightened by Bi Changsheng's act of killing the Yellow Heaven Cult martial artists, and they all huddled on the side farthest from him.

"It's alright, you can all come out now."

Bi Changsheng stepped forward and severed all the locks on the prison cells, then spoke to the people inside.

After a long while, the people in the prison cells, seemingly assured that Bi Changsheng wouldn't harm them, slowly emerged.

"Thank you, hero, for your rescue. We have no way to repay you."

An elderly man, somewhat tall, stepped forward and knelt before Bi Changsheng.

"There's no need to be so polite, old sir. I was just doing what was right."

Seeing this, Bi Changsheng quickly helped the man up.

While helping the old man up, Bi Changsheng noticed that although the person before him looked like an old man, his eyes completely lacked the vicissitudes of age.

"Old sir, what happened to you all?"

A puzzled Bi Changsheng asked.

"Actually, my original age is about the same as yours, hero. I became like this because of those villains from the Yellow Heaven Cult."

The old man shook his head with a helpless bitter smile, then began to explain to Bi Changsheng.

"Oh! Could you tell me in detail?"

Hearing the old man say that his age was similar to Ximen Xue's current disguise, Bi Changsheng asked in surprise.

The man naturally answered Bi Changsheng's questions without reservation, quickly revealing the whole story to him.

It turned out that they were all ordinary citizens of Jin'an Prefecture, forcibly abducted by the Yellow Heaven Cult. After arriving at this manor, the Yellow Heaven Cult made them practice a Cultivation Technique called "Creation Condensing Yuan."

This Cultivation Technique was extremely difficult to cultivate. Only a very few people could succeed. Out of their batch of over a hundred people, only he and one other person succeeded.

Those who succeeded were brought to this underground palace and imprisoned, while he didn't know what the Yellow Heaven Cult did with the others who failed.

The Creation Condensing Yuan Cultivation Technique didn't benefit the cultivator in any way. It only allowed the cultivator to condense a treasure called Life True Water by consuming their lifespan.

They were raised in this underground palace by the Yellow Heaven Cult to condense Life True Water for them using their lifespans. Each drop of Life True Water consumed one year of their lifespan. If they didn't have a few days to recuperate after each condensation, they would have long been unable to endure it.

As for the specific effects of Life True Water, they had no idea. They were just forced to obey the Yellow Heaven Cult's orders to condense Life True Water for them.

"Consuming lifespan to condense Life True Water."

"Can I take a look at this Cultivation Technique?"

Hearing the effects of Creation Condensing Yuan, Bi Changsheng immediately became interested. He was particularly sensitive to Cultivation Techniques that consumed lifespan.

"Sir, please take a look. This is the Creation Condensing Yuan Technique."

The man, whose true age didn't match his appearance, readily took out a book from his bosom and handed it to Bi Changsheng. To make it easier for them to cultivate the Creation Condensing Yuan Technique, the Yellow Heaven Cult had given a copy to each person they abducted, so they could practice it at any time, and they hadn't taken it back even after they succeeded.

Taking the Cultivation Technique, Bi Changsheng roughly flipped through it and found that this Creation Condensing Yuan Technique was more inclined towards a Cultivation Technique than a martial arts Cultivation Technique, but the magical thing about this Cultivation Technique was that even ordinary people could cultivate it.

Of course, the probability of ordinary people successfully cultivating it was very low.

After understanding everything, Bi Changsheng first handed these people over to the Demon Extermination Society nearby to take care of them before returning to Ningyun City.

On the fifth day of Bi Changsheng's return journey to Ningyun City, a group of people broke the tranquility of the Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion.

"Who's in charge here? Get out here!"

A menacing man led a group of people into the Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion. As soon as he entered, the man began to shout loudly.

"Esteemed guest, what can I do for you?"

Uncle Fu, who was guarding the shop, quickly said to the man after hearing the noise.

"My brother bought your damn Crimson Blood Pill, and as a result, he suffered a cultivation deviation while taking it. What are you going to do about it?"

The man saw Uncle Fu and angrily said to him.

"The pills sold in our Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion are all normal pills. This kind of problem will never occur."

Seeing the man's appearance, Uncle Fu felt a sense of foreboding, knowing that the other party was probably up to no good, but Uncle Fu still calmed his mind and replied.

"No problem?"

"No problem? Look, my brother is still unconscious."

Hearing Uncle Fu's words, the man seemed even angrier, pointing to the people behind him. It turned out that some of the people behind him were carrying a man with his eyes closed on a stretcher.

"I think your Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion is a black shop. Today, I'll eliminate harm for the people and smash your black shop."

The man seemed to get more and more angry as he spoke, and then the Qi and Blood in his body suddenly erupted, sending Uncle Fu, who was standing in front of him, flying backwards.

After erupting his Qi and Blood, it could be seen that this man actually had a Late Qi and Blood Realm cultivation.

At this time, the commotion at the Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion also attracted the attention of passersby on Sajin Street. Many people stopped to watch, and some occasionally whispered a few words to the people next to them.

When the passersby watching the conflict in the Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion saw the man erupt with his Late Qi and Blood Realm cultivation, they all showed a look of anticipation. Although the man's cultivation was at the Late Qi and Blood Realm, he could barely be considered a figure in Ningyun City, but it was rumored that the Crimson Blood Pill had a True Qi Realm martial artist backing it.

Therefore, everyone was not optimistic about this man.

"Dad, how are you?"

The commotion in the Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion was naturally noticed by Liu Zhengqing in the backyard. He hurried out to see what was happening and saw Uncle Fu on the ground. Liu Zhengqing quickly helped Uncle Fu up and asked with concern.

"Cough, cough, I'm fine."

Uncle Fu replied after coughing a few times.

"You dare cause trouble in our Pill Pavilion and hurt my father."

Seeing that Uncle Fu was alright, Liu Zhengqing angrily said to the man. He didn't know the man's strength when he first came out. As he spoke, he clenched his fists and rushed towards the man, wanting to seek justice for Uncle Fu.

"Don't!"

Knowing the man's strength, Uncle Fu quickly tried to stop Liu Zhengqing, but it was too late.

"Not bad talent. To have Late Bone Forging Realm cultivation at such a young age."

Looking at Liu Zhengqing rushing towards him, a flash of jealousy flashed in the man's eyes. Then, he unleashed his Qi and blood and slapped Liu Zhengqing with his palm.

"Not good!"

The moment the man unleashed his Qi and blood, Liu Zhengqing realized something was wrong. He quickly raised his hands to block in front of his chest, but he was still sent flying by the man's palm, falling directly to the ground, with traces of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, clearly seriously injured.

The man wasn't satisfied after sending Liu Zhengqing flying. Recalling Liu Zhengqing's talent, the jealousy in his eyes intensified. He directly sent out another palm strike from mid-air, wanting to kill Liu Zhengqing.

Woof! Woof!

Just then, a dog's bark rang out. It turned out that Little Black, who had also heard the commotion, had come to check the situation. Seeing Liu Zhengqing in danger, Little Black quickly spat out a fireball and shattered the man's Qi and blood palm.

"There's actually a Qi Refining First Layer demon beast."

After seeing Little Black, the man sensed Little Black's strength from the aura emanating from it. However, Qi Refining First Layer was only equivalent to a martial artist in the Early Qi and Blood Realm, so the man wasn't afraid at all.

After shattering the man's Qi and blood palm, Little Black took the initiative to attack and became entangled with the man.

However, there was a considerable gap in strength between the two sides. Even though Little Black did its best, occasionally spitting out fireballs at the man, it only made the man a little embarrassed and didn't cause much damage. Little Black, on the other hand, took several of the man's palm strikes and was seriously injured.

Despite this, Little Black, already a little shaky, still firmly protected Uncle Fu and Liu Zhengqing behind it, confronting the man head-on, not losing out in terms of momentum.

It had promised Bi Changsheng to protect this home in his absence!

"Hmph, like an ant trying to stop a chariot!"

Seeing Little Black so persistent despite being seriously injured, the man mocked.

Then the man and Little Black continued to entangle each other, only as time passed, it was obvious that Little Black was becoming more and more powerless.

Still lying on the ground, Liu Zhengqing struggled to raise his head and watched Little Black being knocked away by the man again and again, then getting up and rushing towards the man fearlessly. His heart began to hate his incompetence and a desire for power that he had never felt before surged up.

At this moment, the Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion was in a crisis.