“Divine Messenger, why did you suddenly release divine intent?”
The peddler revealed a look of caution, those in his line of work were always very careful.
If it weren’t for the fact that the other party was also from the Huanmo Sect and required a large quantity, there was no way he’d take them to the base.
“Hmph, isn’t it because your bl**d Refinement Hall hides too deeply? I had to go through Lu Zhuang just to get some Divine Power Powder, but now he’s dead, and it’s delayed for such a long time.”
“My master sent me a secret signal because I’ve been gone for too long. If this delays anything major, we’ll see how you explain to the headquarters!”
Little Li, the Divine Messenger, coldly snorted and instead started scolding the other party.
The peddler shivered, clearly having been fooled, and asked in a half-comprehending manner,
“I don’t know why the senior Divine Messenger suddenly needs so much Divine Power Powder?”
“J桀…”
Before Li Mo could laugh, Murong Xiao emitted a laugh from behind.
“…”
They didn’t ask you, so why are you laughing like a fool?
Li Mo was originally planning to say a couple more sentences, but now he can’t continue what was on the tip of his tongue.
Fortunately, the peddler shivered, seemingly realizing something terrible and turned pale,
“I won’t ask, I won’t ask…”
Saying this, he dragged Lu Zhuang’s corpse and led the way ahead.
At this moment, the Taiyin Consciousness Soul behind Li Mo gradually dissipated.
Not long after,
A ruined temple appeared ahead.
“Don’t think that although our Tianzun Brand Instant Noodles are already well-known, our production of Divine Power Powder is extremely cautious. Even the bl**d Refinement Hall’s base is located in a desolate place.”
“Customers who need Divine Power Powder have no idea where our base is.”
“This temple used to have decent offerings, but we killed all the monks, hollowed out the basement, and set up our base.”
The peddler pointed at the dilapidated temple ahead.
The temple was obviously long abandoned, without any incense for a long time. Sunlight shone through, illuminating an impressive statue of a Buddha.
Creak creak ——
“Huh?” The peddler curiously looked back, feeling puzzled as he looked at Murong Xiao.
This noble sir seemed very happy?
“J桀桀桀!” Murong Xiao let out a strange laugh.
“He’s from the Savage Cultivation Sect, they want to consume Divine Power Powder.”
Li Mo remained calm.
The peddler thought to himself, those from the Savage Cultivation Sect were indeed as rumored— a bit off their rocker.
“Our Divine Power Powder with Tianzun Sauce has a pure flavor, please rest assured, noble sir.”
The peddler, while saying this, twisted the candle holder on the altar, and immediately a rumbling sound was heard.
The Buddha statue’s clay face slowly turned dark and somewhat sinister.
Beneath was a passage wide enough for two people side by side.
“Please.”
“Hmm…”
Li Mo nodded, glancing at Zhao Jing who gave an almost imperceptible nod.
Xiao Qian and Huang Donglai were in the team; this team was so stable it goes without saying.
Before they came, they already agreed that Zhao Jing would immediately send a message to her master once they found the location. They just needed to wait for the arrival of the Divine Constable, then everything would be fine.
Subsequently, everyone entered the passage. Not long after, they descended deep underground and spotted an expansive space.
Dim candlelight illuminated various medicinal ingredients stacked in disarray, including the Tianzun Brand Instant Noodles that were yet to be sealed.
In the center of the space stood several large cauldrons, billowing steam and emitting pungent odors. Several members of the bl**d Refinement Hall were bustling around in it.
The scene made Li Mo think of…
Those unlicensed, black-hearted workshops?
“The several noble sir, please wait a moment, I’ll re-refine the Divine Power Powder.”
The peddler said this while carrying Lu Zhuang’s corpse towards the cauldron.
Li Mo: “??”
He was curious from the start why the peddler brought Lu Zhuang’s corpse along.
At first, he thought the peddler wanted to give Lu Zhuang a proper burial, but now it seemed there was more…
Lu Zhuang might have been robust once.
But now that he’d passed away, he was skinny as a rail. Who would have known he possessed an excellent martial aptitude, though he hadn’t reached the esteemed Qianlong List, he was a body strengthening genius?
Lu Zhuang’s corpse was thrown into the cauldron like this.
This craftsman, who wasn’t content to be behind others and ultimately took the wrong path, disappeared into the dark red flames.
His dissatisfaction, his talent, was entirely devoured by the flames.
Ultimately, what remained was a patch of dark red powder, mixed by the bl**d Refinement Hall followers into the sauce, and sealed into packages of Tianzun Brand Instant Noodles.
These unique instant noodles would be funneled into the market through certain channels.
Did Lu Zhuang ever imagine, when he first consumed the Divine Power Powder, that one day he’d become the Divine Power Powder he held dear, being sealed in the noodle packet?
Li Mo’s forehead twitched, and he felt like his hair would catch fire.
“…”
Huang Donglai grabbed his wrist silently shaking his head.
A sect’s headquarters must have more than third-level strength, at least fourth-level and perhaps even fifth-level warriors.
Acting now would be too irrational.
“Please.”
The peddler handed a bag of Divine Power Powder to the few people present.
He smiled and said,
“For Savage Cultivation’s Savage Beast bl**d Refinement, using Divine Power Powder as an auxiliary practice is extremely effective. Do not be too humble, try them quickly, they’re fresh.”
“…”
Li Mo kept telling himself to stay calm, shook his head and said, “My body strengthening comes from pure nature, I don’t enjoy such things.”
“Ugh…”
Murong Xiao suddenly gagged, initially feeling intense discomfort, then black qi rose to his face.
This made him not only indignant but his human nature was also impacted. He hurriedly chanted Buddhist scriptures mentally, keeping his mind focused.
Zhao Jing gripped her long saber. Witnessing this morally twisted act, the justice-filled her could no longer bear it.
“Does this action from the noble sir mean… something else?”
The peddler suddenly took a step back. Around him, the members of bl**d Refinement Hall had already stopped their tasks and quietly surrounded them. They were all armed.
“Are you looking down on me, or… do you not practice the Savage Beast Cultivation arts?”
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
That red powder was right there, a final test.
Everyone knows that Little Ke has plenty of tricks up his sleeve.
He had many ways to handle the situation. Even if he ate it, with his Immortal body and the purging fire, this Divine Power Powder wouldn’t affect him. But he wouldn’t allow himself to pass this test by blindingly going with the flow.
This was cannibalism.
“I refuse.”
Upon hearing Ke Mo’s voice, Huang Donglai, Xiao Qian, and Murong Xiao who knew him well, quietly tightened their weapons.
What appeared in his hand this time was not a hammer.
The Xuan Xiao Sword flickered with a chilling d*ath aura, bright and resolute…
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