"You're not being good at all," Liang Dekui sighed, then called out, "Lord Zhao."
"Whoosh!"
A figure instantly flashed over.
"Your servant is here!"
"This fellow isn't cooperating," Liang Dekui gestured, "Help me pry his mouth open."
"Got it!"
Lord Zhao replied and quickly took off his shoes.
The next moment.
A strong smell filled the air, violently assaulting Daoming's nostrils!
Without any mental preparation.
Daoming instantly suffered an unbearable impact...
With this gasp, his mouth opened.
Liang Dekui, quick as lightning, shoved a pill inside!
The pill dissolved upon entering the mouth.
Daoming rolled his eyes and was done for...
The other cultivators who witnessed this felt their despair deepen even further...
Unfortunately, they didn't have much time to revel in despair.
For Lord Zhao was walking towards them with a smile...
Half an hour later.
The last pill went into a cultivator's mouth.
"Your Majesty, we're out of medicine," the Prime Minister pointed at the remaining cultivators and asked for instructions, "What about these fellows?"
"Please trouble the Prime Minister to take these fellows who have taken the medicine away and observe and record the entire process carefully."
Liang Dekui ordered.
"As for the rest... just throw them in prison for now."
Soon, these cultivators were divided into two groups and taken to different places.
Those cultivators who didn't get to eat the pill were overjoyed!
What a relief!
They had escaped a catastrophe!
The events that happened today were just a minor interlude for Liang Dekui and his retinue.
Such trivial matters were not worth their consideration.
Soon.
New dishes were served.
The emperor and his ministers of the Great Liang Kingdom continued to enjoy themselves.
Music played.
Singers and dancers performed.
The imperial palace was once again immersed in a joyous atmosphere.
The next day.
Ye Fan and his party finally arrived at the former site of the Purple Cloud Sect.
Because True Person Purple Cloud had dismantled it so thoroughly when he left, it was now almost like ruins...
"You few," True Person Purple Cloud called out to the disciples who had reported earlier, "Lead the way."
The disciples dared not delay and quickly walked towards where they had heard the sound before.
Finally, they stopped in front of a pile of stones.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, it's here."
True Person Purple Cloud raised an eyebrow.
If he remembered correctly, this was originally a forbidden area behind the back mountain.
He seemed to have even locked Wang Yang in here back then.
Thinking of this, True Person Purple Cloud stealthily glanced at Wang Yang.
And then he saw Wang Yang's resentful gaze...
Returning to a familiar place did not make Wang Yang happy at all...
Back then, no one believed that a man-eating monster had appeared in the sect.
The Sect Master even thought he was crazy and locked himself in here!
That was tolerable!
When the Purple Cloud Sect moved, they almost forgot about him!
Wang Yang felt that life was quite magical.
The man-eating monster he had been so terrified of climbing was now his wife.
Wang Yang was naturally no longer afraid of Zi Yu.
Because he knew that the people Zi Yu ate back then were all those who had designs against the Purple Cloud Sect.
Although Wang Yang was just an alchemist, he was not unreasonable.
The cultivation world was inherently cruel.
Since they were enemies, there was no problem in killing them.
However, during a deep conversation, he had still mentioned this matter to Zi Yu.
Since Zi Yu's true form was a flower spirit, it was a bit unreasonable to ask her not to eat people.
Wang Yang's suggestion was that in the future, when she ate people, she should try not to do it in front of others...
After all, the scene was too stimulating, and he still couldn't quite accept it...
True Person Purple Cloud nodded and released his divine sense around.
However, after a brief sweep, he found nothing.
"Miss Zi Yu," True Person Purple Cloud approached Zi Yu, "Why don't you try?"
After all, in his opinion, Zi Yu, the flower spirit, had the highest cultivation among this group.
As for his precious disciple...
He was a pervert, beyond measurement!
Zi Yu nodded and extended her right foot slightly forward.
Fine vine-like tendrils emerged from her shoes and rooted themselves into the ground.
Ye Fan glanced at the tendrils, then at Wang Yang.
He thought, the young man is quite lucky, playing around quite a bit...
The little witch watched the tendrils with shining eyes, her palms itching.
If she didn't think it was inappropriate, she really wanted to touch them to see how they felt.
She didn't know why.
She just felt those tendrils were quite cool.
A few minutes later.
"I didn't sense anything special," Zi Yu retracted her tendrils and shook her head, "But my intuition tells me there seems to be something below."
"I can't guarantee this feeling is correct," Zi Yu explained, "You can think of it as an instinctual thing."
"In that case, let's go down and take a look then."
True Person Purple Cloud waved his hand and sent a surge of true qi towards the pile of stones in front of them.
"Rumble—!"
Countless stones instantly turned to dust!
A path thus appeared before them.
"This should be the path to the cave I stayed in back then," Wang Yang muttered and led the way inside.
The others followed closely behind.
Nothing unusual happened on the way.
The group smoothly arrived at the previously hidden secret chamber.
This was where Wang Yang had found the equipment to improve alchemy success rates.
Last time, True Person Purple Cloud had moved all the treasures from here, so now it was just an empty room.
The group searched around for a long time but could not find any hidden passages or doors.
It looked like a dead end.
"You few, did you hear wrong before?" True Person Purple Cloud looked suspiciously at those disciples.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, absolutely not!" Those disciples quickly replied, "We heard it very clearly at the time, just the sound itself made us very scared..."
"Then what's going on?" True Person Purple Cloud muttered.
Suddenly, he saw Ye Fan squatting on the ground, seemingly looking at something.
"Good disciple," True Person Purple Cloud leaned closer, "Have you found something?"
"I don't know if they heard wrong," Ye Fan pointed at the ground, "But there really seems to be something below."
"I didn't notice it last time," Ye Fan explained, "These blurry patterns should be traces of a formation."
Everyone looked closely and found that there were indeed some blurry patterns on the ground.
However, the patterns looked like they were too old, and many places seemed to be damaged.
Formations, like magical artifacts and weapons, needed regular maintenance.
If neglected for a long time, the situation before them would occur.
As for the duration, it depended on the level of the formation and the skill of the person who set it up.
"This formation looks broken, doesn't it?" True Person Purple Cloud asked curiously, "Can it still be used? Will it be dangerous?"