"Divine Envoy, why did you suddenly release Divine Intent?"
The peddler looked wary; people in their line of work are always very careful.
If the other party hadn't also been a member of the Demon Summoning Cult Sect, and hadn't requested a large quantity, he would never have taken them to the stronghold.
"Hmph, it's all because your Blood Refinement Hall was too well hidden. I had to go find Lu Zhuang to get some Divine Strength Powder, and now that he's dead, it's taken so long."
"My master only used a secret technique to urge me after I hadn't been heard from for so long. If this delays important matters, how will you explain yourselves to the main altar!"
Little Li the Divine Envoy snorted coldly and instead reprimanded the other party.
The peddler shuddered, clearly taken aback, and asked, seemingly understanding but not quite:
"Why does the envoy suddenly need so much Divine Strength Powder?"
"Hehehe..."
Before Li Mo could even laugh, Murong Xiao behind him burst into laughter.
"..."
They didn't ask you, so why are you laughing?
Li Mo wanted to say a few more words, but now the words stuck in his throat.
Fortunately, the peddler suddenly realized something bad had happened, and his face turned pale as he said:
"I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore..."
As he spoke, he dragged Lu Zhuang's corpse and led the way.
At this moment, the Taiyin Will Soul behind Li Mo also slowly dissipated.
Not long after.
A dilapidated temple came into view ahead.
"Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone knows about Heavenly Venerable Brand Instant Noodles. We are extremely cautious in the production of our Divine Strength Powder. We even found the Blood Refinement Hall's stronghold in a deserted place."
"Customers who need the Divine Strength Powder have no idea where our locations are."
"This temple used to be quite popular with worshippers. We killed all the bald monks inside and hollowed out the ground before we could set up our base."
The peddler pointed to the dilapidated temple in front of him.
The dilapidated temple had clearly been abandoned for a long time, and no incense had been burned there for a long time. The sunlight outside shone in, illuminating a solemn and dignified Buddha statue.
Creak creak --
"Hmm?" The peddler turned around curiously, looking at Murong Xiao with a puzzled expression.
This gentleman seems quite angry?
"Hehehe!" Murong Xiao let out a loud, eerie laugh.
"He's from the Hundred Beast Hall, he wants to take the Divine Strength Powder."
Li Mo remained calm and composed.
The peddler thought to himself that the followers of the Hundred Beast Hall were indeed a bit mentally unstable, just as rumored.
"Our Divine Strength Powder, which contains Heavenly Venerable Sauce, has a very pure flavor, so please rest assured, sir."
As the peddler spoke, he turned the candlestick on the offering table, and a rumbling sound immediately followed.
The clay face of the Buddha statue, which had been facing the sun, turned dark and appeared somewhat ferocious.
Below is a passageway large enough for two people to walk side by side.
"Please."
"Um..."
Li Mo responded, glancing at Zhao Jing out of the corner of his eye, who gave a barely perceptible nod.
With Xiao Qin and Huang Donglai in the team, it goes without saying how solid this Tim team is, right?
Before they came, they had all discussed it. Once they found the location, Zhao Jing would send a message to her master. They only needed to wait for the divine constable to arrive, and everything would be fine.
Afterwards, the group entered the tunnel and soon descended into the ground, where they found a very open space.
The candlelight was dim, illuminating the miscellaneous piles of medicinal herbs, including unpackaged Heavenly Venerable Brand Instant Noodles.
In the center of the space were several large Pill Furnace, emitting billowing heat and a pungent odor, where members of the Blood Refinement Hall were busy at work.
The scene immediately reminded Li Mo of...
Unlicensed and unethical workshops?
"Please wait a moment, gentlemen, while I go and recycle the Divine Strength Powder."
As the peddler spoke, he carried Lu Zhuang's body to the Pill Furnace.
Li Mo: "?"
He had been wondering all along the way why the peddler was carrying Lu Zhuang's corpse.
At first, he thought the peddler wanted to give Lu Zhuang burial, but now he realized that might not be the case...
Lu Zhuang may have been very strong.
But now, he is dead and emaciated. Who could tell that he possessed an exceptional physique for martial arts training, and although he didn't make it onto the Hidden Dragon Ranking, he was still a genius in body cultivation?
Lu Zhuang's body was thus thrown into the Pill Furnace.
This craftsman, unwilling to lag behind others, ultimately chose a crooked path and vanished in the dark red flames.
His resentment and his talent were completely consumed by the flames.
Ultimately, a dark red powder was left behind, which was mixed into sauce by the Blood Refinement Hall's followers and packaged into Heavenly Venerable Brand Instant Noodles.
These special Instant Noodles will enter the market through certain channels.
When Lu Zhuang first started taking the Divine Strength Powder, did he ever imagine that one day he would become the very Divine Strength Powder he cherished, ending up in a packet of Instant Noodles?
Li Mo's forehead twitched, as if his hair was about to catch fire.
"..."
Huang Donglai grasped his wrist and silently shook his head at him.
A sect must have more than just the third realm; it must have at least the fourth realm, or even the fifth realm, of powerful experts.
Taking action now would be extremely unwise.
"Please."
The peddler presented a bag of "Divine Strength Powder" to the group.
He laughed:
"The Hundred Beast Blood Refining from the Hundred Beast Hall, combined with Divine Strength Powder, has miraculous effects in aiding cultivation. Please, gentlemen, do not be shy and try it."
"Fresh."
"..."
Li Mo told himself to stay calm and shook his head, saying, "My body tempering is purely natural; I don't like this stuff."
"Vomit..."
Murong Xiao gagged, first feeling intense discomfort, then black smoke rose from his face.
This object not only infuriated him but also challenged his humanity. He quickly recited Buddhist scriptures silently to maintain his composure.
Holding the long knife, Zhao Jing couldn't contain her overwhelming sense of justice upon witnessing such a twisted act of humanity.
"What... does this mean, gentlemen?"
The peddler suddenly took a few steps back. The Blood Refinement Hall cultists around him stopped what they were doing and silently surrounded him, all of them armed with weapons.
"Are you looking down on me, or... do you not know the martial arts of the Hundred Beast Hall?"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
And that crimson Divine Strength Powder was right before them, a final test.
As we all know, Little Li a lot of ideas.
He had many ways to deal with it. Even if he swallowed it, with his Immortal Body and the tempering effect of Karmic Fire, this Divine Strength Powder would not have any effect on him at all. But he would not allow himself to get away with it like that.
This is cannibalism.
"I refuse."
Upon hearing Li Mo's voice, Huang Donglai, Xiao Qin, Murong Xiao, who were familiar with him, silently gripped their weapons.
This time, however, it wasn't a hammer that appeared in his hand.
The Crimson Firmament Sword gleamed with a chilling aura of death, bright and resolute.