"What kind of attitude is that?!" Chen Zheng watched Shi Jin disappear, his face turning livid with rage. If Lin Chuan had not been standing beside him, he would have attacked long ago—a Fusion Stage cultivator dared speak to him like that?
"Did Prince Gong mention the name of that great expert who ascended back then?" Ignoring Chen Zheng's anger, Lin Chuan asked thoughtfully.
"I'd heard of that person before as well. He was a cultivator who had reached the absolute limit in the Dao of Pills. Everyone respectfully called him the Carefree Pill Immortal!" Chen Zheng's expression remained ugly, but when he mentioned the Carefree Pill Immortal, a trace of solemn respect appeared in his eyes. After all, the poison in his body had been concocted by that Pill Immortal. He had no choice but to be impressed.
"I see... Then take that pill. Your poison will be cured immediately," Lin Chuan said casually.
"You... are you sure this isn't poison?" Chen Zheng suddenly regretted agreeing to submit to Lin Chuan. No matter how he looked at them, the people in the [Akatsuki] organization seemed unreliable—especially Santai. He had casually tossed out a pill that looked like a piece of shit and claimed it could cure the Carefree Pill Immortal's poison. Wasn't that nothing but wishful thinking?
"Let me put it this way: other than Santai, no one can cure your poison," Lin Chuan said with a light laugh. "Because he is the Carefree Pill Immortal you mentioned!"
Chen Zheng froze for a moment, then looked at Lin Chuan as though he were an idiot.
"If you don't believe me, try it. You're already in my hands anyway. To be honest, if I really wanted to kill you, I have plenty of methods. There'd be no need to resort