After hearing him out, Li Lingyue knitted her delicate brows, unmistakable disgust and revulsion crossing her face. "This... if that is true, then this furnace truly is an evil thing. Refining living people into pills is simply horrifying! Even if pills made in such a furnace have miraculous effects, how could anyone swallow them with an easy mind?"
Lu Changfeng smiled and asked in return, "Your Highness, a sword that has killed someone is still a sword, is it not?"
"How are those the same?"
Li Lingyue immediately objected. "A weapon is something external. What it does depends on its wielder, but a pill has to be swallowed! If that furnace really has refined... how could anyone stomach it..."
She did have a point.
Spirits existed in this world.
Lu Changfeng did not argue further. "There is reason in what you say, Your Highness. A furnace is a tool, a method is an art, but the human heart lies at the root of it all. A good tool put to evil use becomes a source of disaster; an evil tool put to good use still requires tremendous resolve and wisdom. The whereabouts of the Dark Beast Origin Furnace are unknown. Perhaps it was destroyed during some purge by the righteous sects, perhaps it lies buried somewhere, or perhaps..."
His eyes flickered, and he left the sentence unfinished.
Perhaps someone with a crooked heart had it in their grasp.
Meanwhile.
Beneath Chang'an, in the Ghost Market.
A shrill scream suddenly rang out from a gloomy cavern.
"Aaaah!!!"
The sound was brief, and then silence returned.
Deep within the cavern stood another pill furnace as tall as a man. Its body was dark red, covered in crimson beast reliefs and runes. It was none other than the legendary Dark Beast Origin