The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 421: Golden Needle Pavilion, Starting a Business
Mo Lian was disappointed with the Shadow Team because their resistance was very low to pain as well as poison. The new trials started not until an hour, but they were all already dying and could not last much longer.
But, he still had to settle because his curiosity had already been proven. He managed to change his mind and movements, as when the brain wanted to move his right leg, but the one that moved turned out to be his left hand.
"Blinding and healing without any spiritual energy or potions or pills, it seems like my abilities have increased." Mo Lian nodded in satisfaction and stood up while clapping.
Hong Xi Ning who saw that, simply shook his head and observed from the side. He himself did not consider Mo Lian's actions to be cruel, as the Zhongjian Sect itself emphasized the importance of remaining inferior, but if anyone messed up, then retorted many times.
"Nan Ren, what to do with them?" Hong Xi Ning pointed at the dozens of unconscious people on the floor.
Mo Lian folded her hands in front of her chest and tilted her head.
"Hanging in the Security Office! It was good for the show there, the public needed entertainment," exclaimed the extremely excited Yun Ning. Ever since beating up people and throwing them into the Security Office, he had started to like them, even tying them first to a tree trunk before planting them in the Security Office yard.
Mo Lian fell silent and turned her head back, looking at Yun Ning who had already tied the Bantu Bird on the wooden trunk and hung it like a burnt pig. "Hanging upside down like a bat, but beat them first until they're paralyzed and erase his memory of us."
Yun Ning laughed and took out a wooden bat, then swung it ferociously, it gave rise to a dull “Gedebuk” sound. "Qin Nian, let's help me, let's vent our frustration and anger. Rarely can we find a samsak like this."
Qin Nian let out a long sigh when he saw his crazy best friend like this. But he still nodded and took out the wooden bat, then helped Yun Ning.
Hong Xi Ning got up to join in, but he was too lazy to defeat small ants like this. He waved his hand, a blue-colored spiritual energy swept over all of their bodies, then their gazes became blank and dazed.
The envoy from the Puppet Sect had yet to receive torture, but his body was already unable to withstand the pressure and his mentality had been damaged. Removing the memories could only be done by the Silver Core upwards, and it was better done by Nature and Humans so as not to damage the body.
Seeing from how easy it was to erase memories without having to make preparations, the Envoy guessed crazy. The Patriarch of the Puppet Sect was only an Early stage Realm and Human, he felt that the group of psychopaths in front of him had already broken through to the Golden Soul.
Mo Lian stood in front of the Envoy, then lifted the hood that hid her head. Long black hair, slightly injured face on the right, like a burn.
Mo Lian took out a potion she had just made, but this potion was different because there was an additional Spiritual Dew that could not be made even by a Grandmaster Physician. The small bottle was as tall as an index finger and as wide as a thumb, inside was a green-colored liquid with a hint of golden luster.
Under the Envoy's refusal, Mo Lian clutched her cheek and forced her to open her mouth. Then Mo Lian forced the Envoy to drink out the potion he had made.
Mo Lian took a step back and observed the Envoy's change. The badly-looking burns began to improve at a pace that the naked eye could see, her hair falling back out and looking fresh.
Mo Lian grabbed the Envoy's wrist and touched him, she could feel the Envoy's pulse improving, her blood flow was normal. "Not bad, I managed to concoct potions without spiritual energy nor distill them like an Alchemist."
"Nan Ren, it's all done. We've left traces, including fingerprints, scents, and so on that could point here." After living on Earth, Hong Xi Ning had already seen many films and gained important knowledge, such as silent killing.
Mo Lian turned to look at his wives who were no longer swinging the wood, then looked down at the completely crippled Shadow Team. "Are you going to tie him up now?"
Hong Xi Ning nodded his head, with a wave of his hand, Team Shadow floated in the air. Then it instantly disappeared before the gazes of Mo Lian and the Envoy.
Now, there was only Mo Lian and the Envoy in this room.
Mo Lian turned back to look at the Envoy, grinned coldly and took out a potion with a black-colored liquid. "Now, you have to drink this, it's a very sweet and fresh black tea."
The envoy was eager to hit Mo Lian for saying that the liquid inside the bottle was black tea. Even if he did not know what it was, he could guess that it was not a good thing to enter his body.
Mo Lian tightly gripped the Envoy's cheek until it forced him to open his mouth, then poured out a black potion that let out hot steam.
The envoy shouted but did not make a sound, his face reddened and his mouth let out a hot smoke. His blood vessels began to blacken due to the deadly poison, his hair continued to fall out even until his teeth were plucked out by themselves.
Mo Lian observed him for a while, then threw out a black coat and stabbed all the acupoints slowly. First seal the acupoints from the left arm, chest and continue downward, leaving only the right hand that has not been pricked yet.
As a result, the Envoy's arm blackened like charcoal.
Mo Lian again took out a few silver needles, directing all the poison towards the index day.
When it was at the appropriate point, Mo Lian took out a small knife and slashed it into the Envoy's index finger. At that moment, black blood shot out from his index finger, continuously dripping like raindrops.
"The poison works well, but it still needs to be increased. It still leaves a scent and smoke, but it can be used to melt corpses." Mo Lian nodded her head, despite not reaching the level she wanted, she was quite satisfied that she could create it without using her Spiritual Dew and energy, purely using a simple method.
"Are you guys done?"
"Nan Ren can tell we came despite sealing his cultivation base?" Hong Xi Ning was a little surprised as he came without making a sound, not even an aura leaked out. A cultivator equivalent to him might not be able to know of his existence, and now Mo Lian who sealed his Soul Power and Spiritual Strength, could still tell of his existence.
Mo Lian sighed and turned around, then tapped Hong Xi Ning's forehead with her index finger. "You're my wife, of course I know."
Hearing that, Hong Xi Ning smiled warmly and peeked at Mo Lian's cheek.
Only then, Qin Nian and Yun Ning came.
Mo Lian turned to look at the Envoy. "Down him far away from the Wind Kingdom, then kill him. Make sure not to leave a trace, and make sure his Soul Jade that is in the Puppet Sect does not record a few minutes before his death."
"certain." Hong Xi Ning closed his eyes, releasing his Divine Consciousness to search for a place hidden and far away from the Wind Kingdom. Then with a wave of his hand, the Envoy was enveloped in blue energy before disappearing from the spot.
Then Hong Xi Ning clenched his hands. "Already, Ning'er had already sent him all the way and turned him into a blood mist."
Mo Lian gave a small nod, looked at the blood on the floor for a while, then turned around to rest.
Yun Ning directed her hand to the floor, a stream of water came out from her hand and washed away all the blood spots as well as the poison there until it was completely clean.
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—The Next Day—
Mo Lian sat on the chair behind the order desk and cashier, waiting for the treated patients. "Something should have visited, I've stuck to ask for a copy of the certificate and stuck it at the entrance."
As he was lazing around, he heard a commotion outside. Out of curiosity, Mo Lian got up and exited the building, seeing many people running to the center of the city.
Mo Lian caught one of the middle-aged men and stopped him. "What's wrong? Why is everyone rushing there?"
The middle-aged man was about to run, but finding himself unable to escape Mo Lian's grasp, he could only give up. "In the Security Office, there are perpetrators who kidnap children! We all went there to see him, my son didn't come back, I wanted to hold him accountable! I want to kill him!"
Hearing that, Mo Lian nodded and let go of her grasp.
Since it didn't return, Mo Lian already knew the answer. The son of the middle-aged man earlier, might have already been taken to the Puppet Sect and sacrificed to increase his strength, or turned him into an undead.
It is said that a small child who is transformed into an undead, has a rapid increase and the power gained is better than turning an adult man into an undead.
"Master! Help me!"
Mo Lian turned her gaze from the distant Security Office towards the source of the voice, she looked at the anxious-looking middle-aged woman holding a six or seven-year-old boy.
Mo Lian stood sideways and pointed her hand into the room. "Let's get him in."
The woman nodded and rushed in.
Mo Lian turned to look at the Yun Guard Company that was still in the process of cleaning up, then turned back to enter the Golden Needle Pavilion.
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