"Then he's definitely an idiot," Lin Heihu said with a nod after hearing Feng Jun's words. But then he hesitated. "In that case, if I kill him and absorb his qi and blood, it doesn't seem like it would damage my Merit."
"Don't." Feng Jun waved a hand and smiled. "Being an idiot is enough. This guy is also wanted by foreign evil gods."
"Do we care about that little bounty?" Lin Heihu said dismissively. "He killed my people. Shouldn't blood be paid for with blood, tooth for tooth?"
Feng Jun was momentarily speechless. Then he raised a thumb. "Well said. That's what I admire about you!"
He was not actually after the bounty. He had merely thought that perhaps the Yin Soul Big Shot could help appraise it. But Lin Heihu's words had been so forceful that Feng Jun greatly appreciated them. "Hold off on refining him for a moment... Let me show you something else."
He first put Keane's body into the Spirit Beast Bag, lest its aura leak out—it would affect the medicine's efficacy.
Then he took out the parchment containing the method for making Holy Water. "Take a look. Is there anything here worth learning from?"
Expecting Lin Heihu, an antique more than a thousand years old, to understand the writing on the parchment was unrealistic. But aside from the writing, there were several crude drawings, and... Feng Jun could explain them, even if he had only read a machine translation himself.
Machine translation was certainly inaccurate, much less precise, but that did not stop him from explaining the general idea. Together with those drawings, he had grasped roughly seventy percent of it. "I think this can be used as a reference... but we still need to pick apart the details."
In truth, he had not