The next day, just as the leader ordered, all disciples of Miaoshou Sect suspended their studies and left the sect.

Most of the Miaoshou Sect's disciples were so absorbed in medicine that they rarely even returned for their biweekly rest day. They were completely bewildered by this sudden order. But since the Sect Leader had spoken, they had no choice but to obey. Within a few hours, the streets were filled with vibrant green figures, like rows of green onions, strikingly beautiful.

The population of South City is so large that it is impossible for one sect to cover it all. In order to deal with the emergency, the Miaoshou Sect members sent a large number of people to various pharmacies, clinics, and businesses first, and the remaining people went to the mansions to knock on every door. They had to use this stupid method for the time being.

Based on previous circumstances, while the price of this "Immortality Powder" wasn't so high that only the wealthy could afford it, it was certainly not cheap either. At least those without sufficient funds wouldn't be able to access this kind of information for the time being. The doormen began knocking on doors in the central city.

With this sudden incident, the Miaoshou Sect was almost empty, leaving only the necessary guards and the sect protection formation, of course, there were also Grandma Li, Li Yuan, and the head of the sect Li Jianye who was still taking medicine.

When Yun Xian and his group left, Grandma Li was still roaring in the main hall, raging like thunder, vowing to "sacrifice my old body for the sect" and "take the head of the mastermind." Li Jianye clutched his chest, and the old lady, alert and vigorous, ran off to boil some medicine. Of the three Lis, she was the oldest, yet the most lively.

"Come to think of it." Yun Xian said as he walked down the street, "Didn't the Second Sect Leader say she was going to destroy the Lingxu Sect? Why is there no news at all now?"

Xue Lingxiu's face was solemn. She said, "It's okay. If there's anything, my second sister will send a message. There's no rush for now. It seems that Lingxu Sect is no longer the most important thing."

To paraphrase Sect Leader Li, expecting people to spontaneously resist these addictive drugs is simply impossible. To eradicate them, the most fundamental thing is to cut off the source, followed by preventing their spread. Currently, Lingxu Sect is merely a shield for the Demon Cult, acting as a vanguard. Lingxu Sect cannot do without the Demon Cult, but if the Demon Cult wants corpses, they can find them anywhere. It's just a matter of slightly more effort.

The only special effect of the Immortal Powder came from its demonic essence. Only demons could extract demonic essence. To cut off its source—it was simple: kill all the demons in South City, and the substance would naturally vanish.

But it seems that this must be done, but it is not so easy to do, so we can only start from the second path for the time being.

"Seventy to eighty percent of the waterways out of South City have been closed. The few that do leave have their cargo inspected." Xue Lingxiu looked at the fellow disciple who was knocking on the door and said, "Fortunately, at least they seem to be cooperating for now."

The family opened the door and saw the doorman with a puzzled look on their faces: "What's going on?"

"Excuse me, have you seen any medicine bottles inscribed with the Miaoshou Sect's emblem recently? Yes, the one you hold in your hand. This is a counterfeit wound medicine using the same name. Please destroy it for us. The Sect Master is worried that this medicine may do more harm than good, so he sent us here."

The family member had just frowned when the doorman politely offered her a hand. On his palm was exactly the money for the medicine, no more, no less. Her slightest feeling of being offended vanished, and she felt embarrassed instead. "No, no. Why should I need you to cover the cost of buying fake medicine? Just destroy this bottle. You're just being kind."

The two men refused for a while, and then the disciple politely said, "One more thing, sorry for the inconvenience. Has anyone in your family recently taken a medicine called 'Chengxian Powder'? This medicine, which borrows the name of the Miaoshou Sect, is actually poisonous and can cause endless harm. If you see it, please dissuade them and give it to someone from the Miaoshou Sect."

Sect Leader Li really invested a lot of money in this matter. Fortunately, Miaoshou Sect has a deep foundation and is very wealthy, so it can afford such a thing. Otherwise, even this method cannot be implemented.

The man shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Yun Xian followed all the way, and everyone's answer was "never heard of it", without exception.

"How is it possible that no one has heard of it?" Qiao Lingshan asked suspiciously, "It's so widely circulated on the black market, and given the proportion, it's impossible that no one has heard of it!"

"It's obvious that no one will admit it." Qi Zhiye's face turned cold. "How could anyone who uses something like this not know it's bad? They just think that since everyone else is using it, it's okay for them to use it themselves. Who would admit to taking shortcuts?"

Feng Ye couldn't get a word in, so he could only sigh and groan beside them, making people feel annoyed.

He'd been able to carve out a niche for himself in this squad, and his emotional intelligence was naturally high. He seemed persecuted constantly, but in reality, he was quite popular. Qi Xingye and Yun Xian both knew they couldn't leave him alone with Jimo Shu or Xue Lingxiu. Ji Rongxue clearly favored Yun Xian, and with the others, their friendship was still purely comradeship, sometimes leaving them with little to say. But no matter who they were, they were all very kind to Feng Ye. He'd always pack Xue Lingxiu's meals and feed him when she went out, and Qi Xingye would even reluctantly take care of him when he fainted.

The only person who treated him badly was probably Jimo Shu, who had been frightened by him three times. But Jimo Shu's attitude towards everyone was not much better.

Yun Xian said thoughtfully, "Feng Ye, do you have something to say?"

"It's not that I have something to say..." Feng Ye held the zither and spoke a long string of words weakly: "I just feel that this time, apart from really taking action against Chi You, other methods are only temporary solutions. Besides, the Saint Lady now... I believe her original intention is not like this, but looking at the poison in her body during the four-way war, I think she is probably controlled."

Oh no! It seems like he said something useful! Qiao Lingshan was alert: "Hello? Is this me?"

Feng Ye talked freely: "There are four holes in Yun Xian's socks. Three on the left and one on the right. The right one is made by the thumb."

Everyone: “…”

Okay. This one is absolutely true.

"You're right." Yun Xian said solemnly, "This time is even more difficult than last time, because this time, we are the ones entering the game. The situation is passive, so we can only do our best - but don't panic, believe me! Chi You is not smart either."

Although this sounds unreliable, it makes people feel inexplicably at ease.

Jiangshan is on vacation today and there is no ride available, so it is Taiping's turn to be on duty.

But it just so happened that Jiangshan was particularly sensitive to demonic species. Given the current spread, it looked like humans pooping everywhere from his perspective. All Taiping could sense was the already intense demonic energy. Concealing it within his sword, he shrieked, "Further north! Go!"

Yun Xian was ridden by Taiping all the way north.

Going further north, they would reach the place that everyone passed by yesterday when they returned to Miaoshoumen. Yun Xian still remembered that a few children were playing house and mentioned something about the "madman in the small street". She was a little concerned at the time.

The Miaoshou Sect was indeed very fast. When the group arrived, someone was already knocking on the door. However, this time, they knocked three times before an old woman with a sad face came out to open the door. When she saw the Miaoshou Sect's uniform, her first reaction was to look back warily.

Something is wrong.

"Excuse me, does your family have any medicine recently..."

"What medicine?! We don't have any!" The old woman didn't even finish listening to the question before interrupting impatiently, "Go away! Don't come knocking on other people's doors for no reason."

The disciple's face froze after the mission failed. He handed over the spirit stone for exchange, but the old woman didn't even look at it and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Yun Xian tilted his head slightly and asked Taiping behind him, "Are you sure you're in here?"

"How much did this person consume? He must have eaten it three times a day, right?" Taiping said with a sigh, "The demonic energy is almost overflowing!"

Yun Xian said briefly, "Okay."

Xue Lingxiu was still thinking about what to say when she saw Yun Xian's sword energy fly past and accurately get stuck in the crack of the door. The old woman was startled and let go, her voice almost shrill: "Who?!!"

Judging from her expression, she was like a frightened bird, and any slight movement would scare her.

The people from Miaoshou Sect turned around and saw that it was Yun Xian. They didn't say anything, but just quietly retreated.

Yun Xian walked over, bowed, and smiled brightly, even politely: "Grandma, do you know 'Chengxian Powder'?"

The old woman's pupils shrank, her old fingertips curled up, not daring to look at her: "I... don't know."

Yun Xian: "You really don't know?"

"I said I don't know! What else do you want from me?!" The old woman suddenly raised her eyes, her anger tinged with inexplicable sadness: "You... go away!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the other wooden door behind her, which was tightly encircled by the formation, was kicked hard. There was a thunderous thud, and then, from inside the door came a vague roar like that of a wild beast: "Give it to me! Give it to me quickly!!!"

It was obvious from the voice that it belonged to a man, but the speech was unclear, the words were incoherent, and he kept shouting "Give it to me". The first feeling was that it sounded funny, but when you listened carefully, you felt it was a bit scary.

The old woman's expression changed, and she was about to go in. Yun Xian stopped her behind her and said loudly, "Give it to you? What do you want?"

"I want... I want money!! I want women!! I want all those who used to look down on me to kneel down at my feet and lick my shoes. Hahaha! Hahahahaha!! Give it to me! Give it to me!! Give it to me quickly, you old bastard, do you want to die?! Give it to me!"

The man inside, half frantic, began to kick the door with all his might, seemingly determined to kill it. Yun Xian could even hear the subtle sound of bones snapping. He broke his own leg, then rammed his head against it, continuing to roar as he did so.

It seems that the dense array of formations on this door is not to prevent foreign invasion, but to prevent the people inside from escaping.

Hearing the noise, the children nearby came over to watch the fun. They were already used to it and stood there playing with bamboo dragonflies while giggling:

"The madman on the side street has struck again! It's hilarious!"

"If you want money, can't you just earn it yourself? You're already grown up, and you still need your mother to give you money. Shame on you!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill! Did I imitate it well? Hahahaha!!"

Yun Xian took a deep breath.

She had seen this scene before. It was familiar. It had been in the anti-drug videos she'd seen in elementary school. There were plenty of videos even more horrifying than this, and along with the traffic accident prevention videos, it had left a deep psychological scar on the young Yun Xian. The old woman's face was even more dismal, almost a little ashamed. Yun Xian tried to be calm and asked, "How long has this been going on?"

The old woman said nothing.

"If you don't speak, I'll catch him." Yun Xian said: "You..."

The old woman suddenly looked up, tears in her eyes: "This is my son... He was not like this before..."

The kids next to him loved to tease him: "Bullshit! He was obviously like this before!"

Yun Xian was held tightly by her skinny hand and did not move. Instead, he looked at Su Chi, his eyes slightly tilted towards the house.

Su Chi nodded, and with a sword he cut through the formation that was like paper to him, pulled out the man who was still banging his head against the wall, and threw him to the ground.

The man's head and face were covered in blood foam and filth, and he looked frantic. When he saw a stranger, he wanted to mobilize his spiritual energy to attack. Qi Zhiye snorted coldly and pinned him down with one hand, making him unable to move.

"Get out!" the man shouted, "All of you, die! I'll kill you!"

Xue Lingxiu watched silently for a while, then finally took a step and grabbed the man's wrist.

Taiping interrupted, "Don't look at it anymore. The evil spirit has entered his body. There's no hope."

After it finished speaking, Xue Lingxiu shook his head imperceptibly at Yun Xian.

The old woman must have known better than anyone else. Her grip on Yun Xian grew weaker and weaker. Finally, she sighed deeply and said with tears streaming down her face, "What a sin!"

Perhaps, she had been holding on long enough and was waiting for a life-saving straw.

The child was ignorant and thought it was fun, so he also imitated her by stretching out his tone and saying, "What a sin!"

After the imitation, they burst into giggles. The cries of the elderly, the laughter of children, the roars of the young, combined into a ridiculous and absurd scene, and no one knew where this scene would happen next.

The group took the patient, who was obviously addicted to Chengxian Powder, into Miaoshou Sect, where they happened to meet other disciples who came to report the situation to Li Jianye.

"Destroying the bottles door to door is fine. Most people are reasonable and will let us destroy the bottles if we compensate them with spirit stones. However, they're still skeptical about the Immortal-Creating Powder." The disciple said, "It's not so easy for the businesses and pharmacies. Blocking someone's financial path is like killing their parents. With this order, all that inventory is stuck in our hands, unsellable. Even if we buy it back at the selling price, it's still cutting off their source of income. They're all willing to talk us over, but in their hearts, they're cursing us."

It seems that she has been bullied a lot since she went out, and now her words are sarcastically and somewhat sharp.

"Lin Xi, don't be angry." Li Jianye said calmly, "How much did you recover?"

"Not much. I think they're still ruthless." Lin Xi said angrily, "They're hoarding it and refusing to sell it. What do they want? Rare goods are worth a lot of money, so the price can be driven up even higher? Do these people have any conscience?"

Li Jianye said, "Forget it. Go and rest first."

One goes down, and another comes up.

"Master!" the disciple said solemnly, "It seems that because the sect's operation is so large, everyone in South City is asking each other what the Immortal Powder is and what its effects are... I'm worried that some people who originally didn't know about it are trying it out of curiosity!"

Li Jianye said, "I knew this beforehand. Don't worry."

Four or five people came in turn like this. She was not tired, but Yun Xian was tired of watching them. Just then, she happened to see Li Pei coming in and couldn't help but ask, "Master Li San, is the Grand Master so busy every day?"

"Yes." Li Pei said hurriedly: "She is always worried about everything and wants to confirm it herself. Naturally, she is busy. No, I have to ask her if she has taken the medicine she boiled today..."

Finally, it was Yun Xian's turn. Yun Xian placed the man in the center of the hall and said, "This should be the one closest to the sequelae."

Li Jianye's expression changed, he stood up and said, "It's not enough."

"I'm going to beat and kick the whole world, and it's not enough?" The man was shouting and yelling again. Yun Xian knocked him unconscious with one hand and said, "I think his mother is suffering from his torture."

Li Jianye asked, "Is there any evidence that he used the Immortal Powder?"

Yun Xian held out his hand, which contained a pile of empty bottles. These were the bottles the old woman had just handed over.

Li Jianye remained silent for a long while before he said firmly, "Return the Immortal Powder to him in three days, release him into the downtown area, and send someone to follow him."

"..." Xue Lingxiu frowned: "Isn't this method too risky?"

Li Jianye said, "Do as I tell you."

The Sect Leader has given an order, so how could they disobey? For three days, the winds of change shifted daily. South City appeared tranquil on the surface, but beneath the surface, undercurrents surged. They had tried everything they could, persuaded everyone they could, but in the end, the amount of Chengxian Powder destroyed by the Miaoshou Sect likely amounted to less than one-twentieth of the amount circulating on the market. Everyone waited to see what would happen, and amidst the stagnant atmosphere of impending storm, Yun Xian finally witnessed his first joyful event in recent days.

Jiangshan's hair finally grew out!

Although it was just a tiny, short stubble on the pink skin, it was a huge step forward. It was already vaguely recognizable as a panda! Yun Xian had been unable to contact Jimo Shu recently, and his senior brother was often missing. He was so stressed out that he wanted to bury his face in the panda's belly and cry.

Jiangshan was very generous. He couldn't bury it in human form, but he could in beast form. However, Yun Xian had been tinkering with the Immortal Powder a lot recently, making it smell like a demon. He had some complaints.

Taiping suddenly asked, "Where did Su Chi go?"

"I don't know." Yun Xian was also puzzled: "He hasn't spoken much recently, so quiet, isn't he going to hibernate?"

"How could that be? He's a sword, not a bear." Taiping gloated, "Hehe, that's what a useless sword is like! It's not as good as one of my eyelashes!"

Yun Xian suspected that it asked the first question just to confirm whether Su Chi was around so that it could gossip about him behind his back.

Three days passed in a flash, and the man was returned the Immortal Powder as Li Jianye said and released back to the downtown area.

No matter what time it is, the center of South City is the most lively. Carriages lead the way and people walking are all dressed neatly. The sudden appearance of such a sloppy and untidy person is really quite eye-catching.

Yun Xian and the others followed him closely, realizing that he was indeed terminally ill. After being locked up for a few days, he was released, and the first thing he did was not to care for his mother, but to stagger and try to touch the Chengxian Powder again!

You know, even though many people use it privately, no one would openly share it. He took it right in front of everyone, and instantly, demonic energy and spiritual energy burst forth, as if he were descending into the clouds. His eyes blurred, and he began to go berserk again. In the blink of an eye, he overturned a stall of spiritual fruit, spilling the fruits all over the floor, and even crushed several under his feet. The stall owner was stunned for a moment, then, in a rage, grabbed him by the collar and said, "Are you sick?! Pay me back!"

The man's head was covered in blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was being grabbed by the collar. He remained motionless and unangry, his expression stiff.

He no longer looks like a normal person.

The spiritual fruit vendor was startled. Why did he look like a madman? He thought, "It's okay to mess with anyone, but not a madman." He retreated angrily, muttering, "Fuck! It's my bad luck... Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Everyone around looked over. The stall owner took a step back, but the man's face suddenly darkened and he mumbled something incoherently.

The stall owner threw away the rotten fruit, sorted out the things, and was feeling distressed. He was even more angry: "Don't block my business! Get out of here!"

The man said, "Do you look down on me?"

The stall owner was puzzled: "Who are you? Do I know you?"

"You look down on me. Go to hell!" The man flew into a rage, and in the blink of an eye, he gathered his killing move and struck the stall owner in the terrified face. A flash of sword energy passed by, and the move was deflected, blasting a big hole in the wall. The people around him screamed in surprise: "Murder!!" "Murder in the street! Urban management, where are the urban management?!" "Why look for the urban management? Look for the people from the Miaoshou Sect! Where are the medical practitioners?!"

The bustling city was packed with people, and chaos ensued. Someone in the crowd, with sharp eyes, spotted what he was holding: "Is this... that thing, the Immortalization Powder?!"

“It seems to be true…”

"Someone from the Miaoshou Sect knocked on my door earlier, saying this thing couldn't be used and that using it would lead to endless troubles. It was terrifying! Where are they? Weren't they still on the street yesterday? And they weren't there at the critical moment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xi brought a group of Miaoshou Sect disciples to capture the man.

"I'm sorry to have scared you all." She said, "Everyone, is anyone hurt?"

Everyone gathered in a circle, watching the madman continue to roar, feeling apprehensive. Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, "Taking the Immortal Powder will cause people to go crazy?"

Lin Xi said, "Yes. I wonder if you have heard of the massacre of the entire family in Xiaoshi Town in the northern realm? It all came from the same source, and the consequences were disastrous. That's why the Sect Leader wanted to destroy these things."

The crowd immediately began to whisper.

"It's... horrible..."

"I only used it once, but then I felt my realm was too shallow, so I didn't dare use it again. It should be fine, right? It should be fine!"

"But looking at this person, why do I always feel that he looks familiar?"

"No, I'll have to throw away the things at home..."

"Wait a minute." Just as the turmoil was building, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd. "Everyone, let me be fair. I know this man. He was once my friend. Even before the Immortal Becoming Powder appeared, he was already acting mad, drinking and causing trouble all day long. Furthermore, he clearly lived in the North District, so why is he suddenly in the city center now? And how can he be said to have 'suddenly gone crazy'? There are so many doubts, and I have doubts about this conclusion."

After he said this, everyone felt that it made sense.

"If this person is already crazy, then what does this have to do with the Immortal Becoming Powder..."

"I feel something is fishy."

"Who were the Miaoshou Sect trying to guard against when they made such a big move earlier?"

Another voice echoed loudly from the crowd, "I agree with what that brother just said. The Miaoshou Sect destroyed the Chengxian Powder, claiming it stole Huizheng's name. Isn't that ridiculous? Wouldn't it be enough to dispel the rumor and say it didn't belong to the Miaoshou Sect? Why go to all this trouble, searching door to door? I think they made too much money from the Chengxian Powder, and I don't know whose cheese they've messed with!"

"What's more, didn't the Chao Shou Sect do it well before? Why didn't the Miao Shou Sect ever do anything about it?"

"She's anxious! Haha, Sect Leader Li is anxious!"

"I say, these rich people are really getting richer the more stingy they are. What would happen if they gave some of their wealth to others? They really won't let even a single bit slip through their fingers!"

"That makes sense! Then I can re-bottle the Chengxian Powder, and the Miaoshou Sect won't be able to control it anymore? They control the heavens and the earth, and control what people eat, but why don't they control people's poop!"

Someone fanned the flames, and suddenly everyone's expressions became subtle. Yun Xian and Qiao Lingshan exchanged a glance, and just as they were about to make a move, they saw three golden bells suddenly light up in the crowd!

As everyone knows, the Golden Bell Cover is a uniquely Buddhist protective technique, gentle and harmless, devoid of any aggression or threat. With few steady hands on the team, Qi Xingye had been forced to cultivate the ability to precisely distract himself during fights to cast the Golden Bell Cover on the teammate in the forefront. Now, he's been able to execute it with every strike, without fail.

But the Golden Bell Cover appeared in the crowd without any confrontation, which looked very strange.

It was like a small stage illuminated by the Buddha's light, with its own powerful highlights. The world was paying attention to him, and the mentors turned around for him, forcibly drawing everyone's attention to the faces of the three people covered by the golden bell.

The three men's faces turned green in an instant.

I think they felt that if they said these things in the crowd, the other party would be caught off guard and would definitely not be able to find them. Even if they could find them, would they still pull them out for no reason?

"If you want to say something, just stand up and say it. Don't hide in the crowd. You're just a coward." Qi Zhiye crossed his arms, his beautiful face full of disdain. He raised his chin at the man and said, "Weren't you very talkative just now? Keep talking. This person is your friend, and he's crazy? Okay, stand up now and tell everyone his name."

The man hesitated for a long time and said, "Dog, Gousheng..."

Lin Xi said, "His name is clearly Shi Gang. In that village to the north, everyone has the surname Shi. You're his friend, so why don't you know his name?"

"And you." Qi Zhiye continued, "Is Sect Leader Li anxious? If I were her, I'd let you die! Then just let you eat. If you get sick or die from eating too much, I'll pay a large sum of money to the Miaoshou Sect for help. Wouldn't she earn more?"

"Buddhism's Golden Bell..." The man said in disbelief: "You are a monk? And you still talk like that?!"

Qi Zhiye said with a sullen face: "What's wrong with the monk? Is the monk your father?! The monk can beat you up, shut up! The three of them are all wearing fake masks, blending in with the crowd to stir up trouble, treating people as fools?"

Indeed. The most fatal flaws are not the loopholes in the words.

Instead, the three of them were all wearing the most ordinary, forgettable fake skin. This thing worked well when they were just passing by or interacting briefly, but now, under everyone's suspicious gaze, it was full of flaws, and it was obvious at a glance that the three of them were in cahoots.

Yun Xian silently put down his sword and said in the sound transmission array: "It has to be a monk."

Qiao Lingshan clasped her hands together: "Ami Tofu."

Yun Xian: "Ami tofu. Sigh, I feel uncomfortable after not hearing the wooden fish sound for a long time."

Xue Lingxiu didn't want to pay attention to this group of indecent people: "..."

He looked at Qi Zhiye, who had a tense expression and seemed angry.

Of course it has to be a monk, mixing in with the crowd and fanning the flames. The lesson after the Akihito incident was so severe. If the past could be repeated, then Qi Zhiye could really return to secular life.

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Xiao Qi: Please start your performance (and throw a golden bell cover)