Inside the secluded villa of Lu Gang, the mastermind.

Standing before countless swaying, blood-red bamboo stalks, he bowed respectfully to the important figure and reported:

"According to our informant Huang Yuanlong within the Guardians, there are one or two Qi Realm experts among the Guardians, but no Ming Realm experts. One of them who can be confirmed to be a Qi Realm expert is Mei Yixin, the newly promoted Meijing Dojo Master."

"Furthermore, Huang Yuanlong has already consumed the Qi Realm Battle Spirit Pill that you bestowed upon him, and has become a Qi Realm Battle Cultivator."

Behind Lu Gang, the bamboo stalks with their dark red blossoms swayed silently, as if a gentle breeze was blowing. But Lu Gang felt no breeze at all.

The voice of that important figure echoed faintly from all around:

"A Qi Realm cultivator."

"When the time comes, go to Meijing Dojo and kill the dojo master, Mei Yixin."

Black Hand Lu Gang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he realized that "a Qi Realm Mo Xiu" referred to the second Qi Realm among the Guardians.

“I understand, but… I lack real control over the gang. If I were to kill Mei Yixin, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to find many core members to help me. I’m not up to the task.”

The great man's pleasant voice rang out again, seemingly coming from the bamboo forest rather than from inside the house:

"When the time is right, I will give you what you want."

Lu Gang, the mastermind, was delighted to hear this.

What he wanted, of course, was to break through the Ming Realm and reach a higher level!

Black Hand Lu Gang bowed respectfully and said loudly, "Thank you, sir! If I had the cultivation of the Ming Realm, that old man Mei would surely be dead!"

...

Filled with resentment, Luo Ting followed Mo Wujiang into his pawnshop.

"Have you thought it through? Are you going to take the elixir now and break through to the Core Formation Realm?" Mo Wujiang said as he walked.

Luo Ting touched the cotton cloth covering his face. The fallen tooth and Chen Jing's smug look kept replaying in his mind, not to mention Zhang Taoying's eyes looking at him like he was a clown. Although she didn't show any expression except for covering her mouth in surprise, Luo Ting knew that his prestige had plummeted to the bottom.

Previously, Luo Ting was particularly proud of his title as the "Number One Blood Realm Cultivator in the Black Hand Gang." But now, he realized that the title was useless. The higher-ups of the Black Hand Gang hardly paid any attention to him and treated him as an ordinary member. He could only rely on this 'prestige' to win over a group of ordinary members and peripheral members to his side.

But now, he's lost all prestige, and even his reputation is gone!

Luo Ting felt as if his heart was being burned by tiny flames, like ants. He screamed wildly, unwilling to accept it, defiant.

Luo Ting said fiercely, "Of course, I will risk my life to take this elixir!"

"Very good. This is the kind of spirit we cultivators should have," Mo Wujiang praised.

Upon arriving at a secluded room, Mo Wujiang took out a wooden box. As soon as he opened it, a writhing, spherical mass of flesh and blood emitted a strong, pungent stench of blood.

Even though Rudin had made up his mind, he took a few steps back, feeling somewhat fearful and uneasy.

"Is this what a pill from the Dan Realm looks like?" Luo Ting asked, full of doubt and surprise.

“The blood energy is somewhat special,” Mo Wujiang said. “Blood energy pills at the Dan realm will take the form of a fleshy mass, which is a secret known to very few people.”

"But why does it exude such power? It looks like a Qi Realm Elixir!" Luo Ting wondered.

Mo Wujiang had just smiled when he realized the smile looked too much like Luo You's, so he suppressed it.

"Do you think I'd give you a Qi Realm Elixir? I'm not even at the Qi Realm level yet."

Luo Ting asked, "Do I not need to take the supplementary pill this time? Every time before..."

"No, no need. Many of the pills you've taken before are auxiliary pills to this elixir," Mo Wujiang said. "Hurry up, the elixir is prone to mutation if it's exposed to the air without protection."

Luo Ting gritted his teeth, reached out, grasped the wooden box, and brought it to his mouth.

He instinctively felt that this flesh and blood elixir was too dangerous and sinister, and he didn't even dare to touch it with his hands.

When Luo Ting grasped the wooden box and broke free from Mo Wujiang's grasp, the spherical flesh inside the box writhed even more violently, transforming into fleshy synapses that seemed to be baring their fangs and claws.

Luo Ting was terrified and almost dropped his grip.

Mo Wujiang's voice suddenly turned serious:

"Eat quickly! Something strange is about to happen."

Luo Ting swallowed hard, suppressing his reason and inner fear with his anger towards Chen Jing. He brought the wooden box to his mouth and stuffed the slippery, soft flesh into his mouth.

A look of joy suddenly appeared in Mo Wujiang's eyes.

"Ah..." Luo Ting swallowed the spherical flesh and blood: "It, it's moving inside my body, ah, it hurts so much, ah!"

He was in so much pain that he arched his back, his whole body convulsing, and collapsed to the ground.

It looked as if insects were swimming on Luo Ting's skin, forming wandering bumps on her skin, and her eyes turned blood red.

"It's so hot, so hot! My veins are so hot!"

Mo Wujiang watched from the side, a smile on his face.

The human body is a great elixir, a great medicine.

He was now somewhat grateful to Chen Jing and Huang Yuanlong. If it weren't for Chen Jing inspiring his courage to fight to the death, Luo Ting wouldn't have dared to immediately decide to take the elixir.

Occasionally, Mo Wujiang would think of his apprentice who had been killed by assassins on the large ship. It was such a pity; otherwise, Mo Wujiang's plans would have been much more stable.

"That assassin deserves to be torn to pieces!" Mo Wujiang thought bitterly.

...

A secret place.

The expert pushed open the door again and sat down.

This time, one person was sitting at the end of the long table, and another person was sitting next to the end of the long table.

Everyone was shrouded in darkness, their faces and expressions hidden.

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