Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...
Hunyuan Daoist and Zhang Junhu and others immediately began collecting herbs, filling several large bags, but they still couldn't empty all the spiritual herbs.
The middle-aged man looked back.
His lips twitched slightly.
"Are you really treating me like I don't exist?"
"Fine, I'll have you pack it for me, but I'll still have to return it later."
His gaze then turned to Lin Jinglong.
"Young friend, do you have an idea yet?"
"I have an idea."
Lin Jinglong looked away from the golden cauldron.
He glanced at the middle-aged man.
"To subdue the residual spiritual energy on the golden cauldron, one must first refine a batch of pills from it and gain the approval of the original owner of the spiritual energy through certain techniques before one can truly subdue the cauldron."
A ninth-grade pill furnace was indeed not easy to subdue, which gave Lin Jinglong a real headache.
The spiritual essence remaining on this golden cauldron was left behind by its original owner, who was very likely a grandmaster from ancient times who could refine ninth-grade pills!
Only by gaining the other party's approval can this cauldron be subdued!
The middle-aged man became serious upon hearing this.
"But as you said, forcibly using it to refine pills will most likely cause the furnace to explode, and even a Martial Emperor cannot withstand the backlash!"
"So we have no choice but to gamble!"
Lin Jinglong said with certainty.
But the other party was skeptical.
He was also afraid that Lin Jinglong was talking nonsense and trying to induce him to explode the furnace, which would cause him to suffer the backlash.
"If you don't believe me, why don't you let me try refining a batch of pills? If I fail, my life or death is of no concern to you."
Lin Jinglong advised.
The middle-aged Martial Emperor sneered.
"If you succeed, the golden cauldron will have to recognize you as its master. Wouldn't that mean all my efforts would be in vain?"
"It all depends on whether you dare to gamble!"
Lin Jinglong said very firmly.
The other party looked him up and down, then suddenly sneered and said, "It seems that your Hidden World Alliance has produced a true prodigy. Young friend, you have quite the guts."
"However, I won't gamble with my own life, nor will I give you the chance to be recognized as the master of the Golden Cauldron."
"Anyway, no one else comes here. I'll study this golden cauldron slowly. I'm not satisfied with your explanation, so you guys..."
His aura circulated hundreds of times in an instant, and a booming sound came from his body amidst the vibrations, which even suppressed Lin Jinglong.
"You want to kill me to silence me?"
Lin Jinglong frowned as he looked at him.