Zhang Tianlong and the other two faced Li Xuancang with extreme restraint, even a hint of fear.
Though Li Xuancang had already restrained his aura, they could still feel the terrifying pressure he exerted.
"Where are you from? Why have you come to enlist?"
Li Xuancang asked softly.
Zhang Tianlong rose to answer.
"My lord, we brothers come from Thorny Ridge. We have come to seek refuge with you, hoping for your protection so that we may escape Hundred Herbs Sect's pursuit."
Since they had decided to pledge themselves to Li Xuancang, the three of them laid everything bare.
"Oh!"
Li Xuancang let out a low murmur.
The three of them were actually connected to Hundred Herbs Sect. Li Xuancang was even more surprised.
"Why is Hundred Herbs Sect hunting you?"
At those words, the three brothers' expressions turned grim, their bodies twitching slightly as they recalled the nightmare of the past.
"My lord, have you heard of Human Medicine?"
Zhang Tianlong's eyes were filled with towering hatred and boundless terror.
Li Xuancang nodded lightly.
He was no longer a greenhorn. He had heard of Human Medicine; its methods were so cruel they defied all human decency.
They treated people as soil, planting spiritual medicine seeds inside their bodies and allowing those seeds to absorb the essence of their flesh and blood as they grew.
The process was worse than being sliced by a thousand blades, with endless agony endured every moment of every day.
Throughout the process, the person's life had to be sustained. When the spiritual medicine matured, their death day arrived.
Quite a few factions possessed the art of Human Medicine, but the only ones who dared use it openly were Hundred Herbs Sect.
Hundred Herbs Sect was immensely powerful, with a great number of alchemists stationed