A mirror grinder? No, call me the master polisher of magical tools.

Chapter 409 For the Family, No Matter What



Chapter 409 For the Family, No Matter What

Zhong Ming spent another few boring weeks. Some of the Foundation Establishment stage captains had emerged from seclusion and had basically suppressed their injuries, but they could not act recklessly.

He still found nothing unusual.

Sometimes, he tried to console himself, "Are you out of your mind? Does every day have to be a war to be considered a good life? Patrolling and cultivating peacefully here isn't bad either."

On the day to receive the magical artifact, there was still no news of Fang Qianqian; no one knew where she had gone to sleep.

Zhong Ming packed his things and prepared to set off.

Obsidian Fortress was as hot as ever, and the internal temperature was uncomfortable. Zhong Ming was considering whether to add a temperature-regulating function to the scale armor. In case they ever went to some icy sea in the far north or a scorching desert in the west, wearing the scale armor would either freeze them to death or turn them into hot plates.

This was, after all, a military camp, so he hadn't taken many precautions.

He arrived at the door, and the guide rang the doorbell as per custom.

The gate opened, and He Li Zhenren was waving at him.

Good morning, senior He Li.

Zhong Ming took two steps forward, and the door behind him slammed shut.

In the blink of an eye, a cloud of mist exploded in front of him, and a hazy light suddenly appeared beneath his feet. The Taoist He Li moved with incredible speed, his hands quickly reaching out to Zhong Ming and pressing hard on several important acupoints. Clusters of spiritual energy violently invaded the acupoints, forming a double blockade on both the body and spiritual energy.

Before Zhong Ming could even react, the inhaled smoke made him faint. Then, the teleportation light shone, and the two of them transformed into a line of fire, disappearing into the divine fire beneath the bronze cauldron.

.....

Tick-tock, tick-tock~

Zhong Ming felt as if he had been hit on the head several times in quick succession, the pain was unbearable, his spiritual energy was in chaos and his blood was churning, and he was completely unable to move.

He had no control over his body at all. His dantian was completely locked up, and he couldn't mobilize any spiritual energy at all. Only the dragon vein was an exception, where he could still mobilize some spiritual energy, but it was gradually exhausted in the chaos of spiritual energy throughout his body.

"Ha~"

Zhong Ming struggled to open his eyes, but all he could see was a dark ceiling with flickering lights around him, as if he were in a closed room with only a single candle for illumination.

"Hey, are you awake?"

He Li Zhenren's voice was full of mockery. "No need to resist, you can't move anyway."

He paced around Zhong Ming, his footsteps loud, or rather, the surrounding environment was so quiet that the sound of Yunlu Dao's boots hitting the ground could be clearly heard.

"Don't worry too much, it won't hurt too much, it'll be over in a bit. To ensure success, we'll give you some anesthetic, but it won't be necessary afterwards."

A Foundation Establishment cultivator deliberately wanted to harm him, so much so that no one could react in time.

Zhong Ming could hear, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his lips. He could only move his eyes and try to find the other person out of the corner of his eye.

"Hmm? No need to wait anymore, they're here... Oh, Chong'er, come here to your second uncle."

His footsteps became disordered, and his breathing became erratic. Zhong Ming tried very hard to concentrate on assessing the situation, but each attempt came at the cost of excruciating pain from his dantian.

"Come here, call him Second Uncle."

"Auricularia auricula".

"Eh~"

The voice sounded like it belonged to a boy who was about five or six years old. Then a woman's voice came from the side, "Chong'er, be a good boy."

He Li Zhenren smiled and took out a pill from his pocket. "Come on, Chong'er, your second uncle will give you some candy."

"Crab ear fungus with large leaves~"

After eating the white pill, the boy fell into a deep sleep.

The woman's worried voice came over, "I hope Chong'er didn't experience any side effects after taking this."

"What side effects could there be? Just let him take a nap."

"So, do I have to end up like this guy, covered in iron needles...? Tsk tsk, this could be considered an iron pillar, right?" Zhong Ming was shocked. No wonder he couldn't move at all, his body was covered in steel pillars? He was practically nailed to this spot.

He Li Dao Ren laughed, "Why would we need this? Chong'er is very obedient. This is just to keep the disobedient one in check."

He placed one hand on a steel pillar, which was about the thickness of a finger, and shook it slightly. Zhong Ming felt an indescribable pain in his thigh, but he couldn't scream. He could only twitch his face a few times.

"We just caught him like that? Won't there be any problems? Is he really a super genius?" The woman's voice was full of worry.

"Oh, Chong'er's mother, don't worry. This is the captain of the team that ranked second in the new recruit assessment. When he ascended the forbidden mountain, the sacred bell rang loudly, its sound reaching the heavens. Only a peerless genius could have such power. Although Chong'er's talent is that of the Renyun Body, among so many geniuses throughout history, he is usually only at the Golden Core stage. How can he compare to a genius who has the potential to become a Nascent Soul?"

Speaking of geniuses, the woman looked worriedly at Zhong Ming, who was lying down.

"What kind of physique does he have? Is he really a genius that only appears once in ten thousand? He's so old and he's still only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Could there be a mistake? There are four people in their team. Could it be someone else?"

"Oh dear, I've seen it. One is a brute with a missing arm, and his cultivation level is even lower than his. What kind of genius is he? One is a fire wielder who's in a wheelchair, and the other draws talismans every day. Of all these people, he's the most suitable. Don't forget, he's the only one with the water attribute."

"But that doesn't guarantee he's a genius."

"That's the interesting part, Chong'er's mother. I examined his body, and guess what I found?"

"Stop being so pretentious and tell me quickly."

“I examined his meridians and dantian and found that he had only been cultivating for about a year.”

"About a year? That's plausible, but... reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining in a year doesn't exactly make one a peerless genius."

Amidst the constant questioning, Master He Li smiled and revealed an even more terrifying truth: "I cannot see his spiritual root."

"What? You're not joking with me." The woman was immediately shocked. You're a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and you've drugged someone so easily that you can't even see their spiritual roots when you examine them from head to toe?

"I suspect he has a different spiritual root; I'm afraid he's not actually a water spiritual root as he appears to be."

He Li Zhenren seemed to be very confident, and then the sound of turning pages could be heard.

"Look, this might be it. The Gui Water Body, this is an extremely Yin water attribute physique, a true super genius. His spiritual root is like it has sunk into the Yellow Springs, leaving no trace, and cannot be found at all."


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