Lord Tang's son was gentle and well educated. Wearing a Daoist robe, he looked even more otherworldly, with an added hint of spiritual grace. If one ignored the human heads that could sprout from any part of his body at any moment, he could even be called elegant.
"This immortal destiny of yours looks..." Before Gao Ming could find the right words, the young man waved a hand, utterly carefree.
"The flesh and its mortal shell are but drifting dust, reduced to dry bones in the blink of an eye. Only a heart devoted to the Dao shines like gold and stone. Once the soul flies into the Immortal Palace, it attains eternal immortality." Lord Tang's son seemed to have achieved enlightenment long ago. His spiritual attainment was indeed considerably higher than that of the Paper People and townsfolk on the first floor.
"This kid is beyond saving. He's been completely assimilated." Fu Shu muttered quietly behind Gao Ming's ear, "Don't waste your breath on him. Let's go to the third floor."
Looking around, Gao Ming saw people in Daoist robes sitting beside Alchemy Furnaces. Farther away, others moved between the Alchemy Rooms, weighed down by worries. They were following the written instructions on the rooms to collect medicines, but each time they entered a room and came back out, something else was missing from their bodies.
"Fellow Daoist, are you looking for the path to the third floor?" The young man was very friendly. He pointed at the enormous Alchemy Furnace in the center of the second floor. "The path is inside the Alchemy Furnace. If you can refine an Enlightenment Pill, it will reveal itself. That's how my father reached the third floor. You could also follow the example of the town's Butcher. He entered the Alchemy Furnace