Chapter 597: Chapter 301: Back from the Dead?
Mr. Li Jiang’s submission represents the stripping away of the last shred of dignity from the Medicine Immortal Pavilion.
Even if others are dissatisfied, they can only harbor it in their hearts, not daring to speak a word.
"Qi Tiankuang is dead. You don’t hold me accountable for killing so many elders and destroying so many buildings?"
Lin Beichen asked indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Li Jiang seemed to be silent for a moment, but then immediately said:
"Since you asked, senior, I dare not not answer.
There is a predetermined fate in this world. Their deaths today, is it not their destined tribulation? So even though I grieve, I can only accept it!"
Every master who steps into the Death Gate Realm has long transcended the physical body.
Although they still walk the world in human form, can they still be called human?
One must know that their flesh is merely a puppet. Before this body, who knows how many bodies they have changed.
Some Death Gate experts say they have only lived for three or five hundred years, yet when they talk about ancient events, they can always provide details unknown to others.
Three or five hundred years is unverifiable; three or five thousand years may also be possible.
Modern anthropologists, studying human history, have found that as early as 7000 years or even 10,000 years ago, there were already kingdoms and civilizations.
If one disregards the technological level of development over these thousands of years, how much has human society truly progressed?
It’s similar to the way people study energy. The ancients used boiling water to utilize energy, and modern times still use boiling water.
The efficiency may have increased, but the essence remains unchanged.
Lin Beichen silently looked at Mr. Li Jiang, thinking about many things.
Mr. Li Jiang does not care about the lives of ordinary people, or even the entire Medicine Immortal Pavilion.
Such a person has only ever cared about himself from the start.
Looking at the other people in the Medicine Immortal Pavilion.
Everyone showed expressions of awe, but if looked at closely, some also harbored resentment towards him.
"Go save them."
Lin Beichen said indifferently, losing the interest to delve further.
The people in the Medicine Immortal Pavilion indeed have profound knowledge in alchemy.
If all these people were to die, it would be too much of a pity.
If Lin Beichen wants to break through to Unity of Heaven and Man, relying on his own enlightenment, he might be able to make it, but what about beyond Unity of Heaven and Man?
As for realms not yet reached, Lin Beichen also doesn’t know how to describe them.
But he knows that the path of cultivation in this world is endless.
If all the talented people were killed, wouldn’t it be a pity?
He has already opened a great door of cultivation and should cultivate more people who can pass through this door.
Sooner or later, he would need these people.
"Mr. Lin, many people have already been poisoned too deeply and have no need for rescue."
The person who went to the high building to rescue the wounded returned with a heavy expression.
When Mr. Li Jiang made his move, he left no room for compromise, and everyone was within his attack range.
On the high building, because they were hit first, nearly seventy percent of them have already fallen into a state of suspended animation.
Suspended animation, in fact, means they are barely breathing, and there is no need to rescue them.
The Great Elder brought a corpse of one of the dead over, checked the toxic gas in the body, and then handed the test report to Lin Beichen.
"Senior Lin, the injuries of these people are too severe, and the composition of the poison gas is too complex. It contains hundreds of elements that we do not understand. Even if you give us ten years, we may not be able to fully comprehend this poison."
The Great Elder said with a very heavy expression.
These people were those whom they spent days and nights with.
Within the Medicine Immortal Pavilion, the levels are clearly defined, and while the rules are strict, it does not mean there are no familial feelings.
On the contrary, it is precisely because they spend so much time together under strict rules that there is no conflict of interest between them, and they can maintain order and harmony.
After decades of getting along, they are good superiors, good subordinates, and even good neighbors.
The seventy percent who died include their friends, relatives, and colleagues.
Everyone gathered around Lin Beichen, the atmosphere extremely oppressive.
"I still have some Antitoxic Pills, maybe they can save them."
Mr. Li Jiang said.
Although he does not care about the lives of these people, he still needs to maintain a facade.
The Great Elder glanced at Mr. Li Jiang, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Mr. Li Jiang, there are hundreds of injured people, and we only have about fifty Antitoxic Pills. A single pill may not be effective. Even if we give all the pills to them, it might only save a few."
The Great Elder said, tears slowly flowing down his old face.
He did not blame Mr. Li Jiang, but the meaning behind his words was obvious.
Mr. Li Jiang gave the Great Elder a leisurely look.
There was a time when no one dared to oppose whatever he said, treating him as their true faith.
But now, these people have started to question his words.
Being an ordinary person isn’t so bad.
Because when there is an unsolvable problem, they can simply give up and pass the problem to those more capable.
Mr. Li Jiang looked at Lin Beichen.
"Senior, if you can act, from now on, the Medicine Immortal Pavilion will recognize only you."
Mr. Li Jiang said.
The Medicine Immortal Pavilion suffered a catastrophe, and although they temporarily submitted, their spirits were already scattered.
Even if Lin Beichen controls the Medicine Immortal Pavilion, it will be very difficult to restore its former popularity.
This is not something that can be accomplished by force alone.
The human heart is exceedingly complex.