No Room for Compromise

"Ageless Netherworld Pill?"

Wei Suo's body jolted as he turned to look at Ling Longtian.

There were probably few people in the present Cultivation World who knew what an Ageless Netherworld Pill was, but Ling Longtian had explained it in detail to Wei Suo and the Green Robe Old Man, so he knew very well.

The Ageless Netherworld Pill was an Immortal Grade Pill refined from ageless grass and nether river yin sand. It could keep a cultivator whose fleshly body's vitality had been severed from losing their divine consciousness, turning them into an Undead Artifact.

Moreover, Wei Suo was no stranger to this kind of Undead Artifact. One of the pills inside that Ancient Emperor Corpse was very likely a powerful immortal pill with effects similar to the Ageless Netherworld Pill.

The Ageless Netherworld Pill's medicinal power could last three hundred years. If Yin Lihua took this pill now, she would retain her own divine consciousness for three hundred years. But was he really going to make her take such a pill and turn her into something steeped in deathly energy?

Wei Suo's body trembled faintly, and his heart trembled involuntarily as well.

"You have no other choice." At this moment, Ling Longtian did not call Wei Suo a dead profiteer as she usually did. "A niche spell like the Death Curse is practically impossible to break. Even if you could see through the fundamental principles of these restrictions, unless you reached above True Immortal, you could never comprehend the primordial energy laws needed to dissolve them. If she takes the Ageless Netherworld Pill, she will become an Undead Artifact, but there will still be a chance to neutralize the pill's medicinal power."

"What? There's a way to neutralize the medicinal power of the Ageless Netherworld Pill?" Wei Suo's