Refining a Golden Body in the Bitter Kiln, Blooming a Golden Lotus in Corrupt Water (Part Two)

Zong Yang was numb.

He had thought that although this man gathered Ghost soldiers, looked shifty, and seemed to harbor ulterior motives in everything he did,

he was still a good man.

But who could have known that, once they arrived, he would say Jin Family Town was a "powder keg"? Inside the town, the Jin Family had lost control, and Ghosts were everywhere.

Outside the town, the Jin Family had lost control, and demons were everywhere.

Before long, this place would become a battlefield where humans and Ghosts clashed. And this Daoist, who had seemed like a thoroughly decent fellow, said he was going to stew himself in an iron pot.

Zong Yang was beginning to get cold feet.

This was not something he could handle.

Unfortunately, the man had him completely under his thumb.

Nothing was ever accomplished in a single leap.

Those seemingly effortless, natural actions were all the result of countless rounds of practice.

Lin Feng knew exactly how to handle Zong Yang.

Zong Yang wanted to speak, but the Daoist's words stopped him cold!

And they convinced him wholeheartedly.

The young man's hot blood was stirred up with ease.

Lin Feng gave Zong Yang's shoulder a meaningful pat and said, "My dear county chief, whose life ever goes smoothly from beginning to end?

"If you're born into a poor farming family, even at best, you'll work like Niu or a horse.

"At worst, you'll have starved to death long ago, been eaten by wolves or dogs, or been beaten to death.

"If you're born into a wealthy family, a piece of undercooked pork can still give you dysentery and kill you.

"Even if you're the emperor's son, you must guard against your brothers, beware powerful ministers, flatter your mother, and fear your imperial father.

"If