Chapter 216 White Owl

The blind boy reluctantly answered, "Bai Yan."

“Alright, Bai Yan,” Su Yu breathed a slight sigh of relief, “I refuse your conditions.”

The voice of refusal was calm and unwavering.

Bai Yan clenched her fists unwillingly: "The flesh and blood of the Medicine Clan are comparable to the treasures of heaven and earth. They can enhance cultivation, prolong life, detoxify, and replenish qi."

"Don't you want it?"

Everyone should want it.

He finally made up his mind to reveal his identity as a member of the Medicine Clan.

“It’s useless to me,” Su Yu interrupted him.

A look of bewilderment and despair flashed in Bai Yan's eyes.

Su Yu got up, walked around the table to Bai Yan, looked down at her, and confirmed that the little blind girl's hair had also been washed.

He leaned forward and gently stroked Bai Yan's hair with his palm.

"The Ghost Market will support its members, but only if the member is worthy."

Before Bai Yan could react, he changed the subject, asking, "Do you want to cultivate spirituality or demonic power?"

Bai Yan couldn't see; everything was black before her eyes. Unconsciously, she opened her lips and uttered, "I want to cultivate spirit..."

“Okay.” Su Yu nodded, took out the jade tablet from her storage ring that recorded the method for washing away the demon bloodline of mixed-bloods and the corresponding cultivation techniques, and put it into Bai Yan’s palm.

Bai Yan's blindness is due to her mixed blood and the fact that she practiced the wrong cultivation method. Once she washes away her bloodline, straightens her meridians, and begins cultivation again, her eyes will be restored.

"This is a reward for brave children. Use your divine sense to see if you need any materials. Ask the training camp manager for them."

He stood up and used his demonic energy to forcefully help Bai Yan stand up and steady herself.

"But if you want me to help you find someone, you don't meet the requirements. You'll have to make a contribution in exchange."

The training camp will naturally discuss what kind of contribution is needed to earn the Ghost Market's help with employees' personal matters.

Su Yu let Liao Zhangduo come in and took away Bai Yan, who was still standing there dumbfounded for some reason.

He sat back down and wondered if the probability of encountering someone of mixed race was a bit high.

Shouldn't people of mixed race be extremely rare?

The black cat, lying comfortably on the table, had one eye half-opened.

Xiao Qi mustered up enough courage and ran out of Su Yu's sea of ​​consciousness to yell at the black cat:

The black cat bared its teeth at it.

Xiao Qi instantly shrank back into Su Yu's sea of ​​consciousness:

The black cat scoffed disdainfully:

Su Yu felt exhausted: "You two should keep quiet for a while."

He suddenly wanted to return to his amnesiac state.

So the little ball of light and the black cat went to the corner to "fight".

Su Yu then looked up information about the Medicine Clan.

The bloodline of this mixed-race demon race is already very diluted, so they can cultivate using human techniques, although the process will be more painful and the progress will be slower. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the Medicine Clan will use another method to enhance their strength.

That is to transform this flesh and blood body, which is like a divine medicinal plant, into a poison that is deadly to the touch.

The ancestors of the demon race should have had talents such as using flesh and blood as weapons or super self-healing, but after so many years, this is no longer the same as the bloodline talents of the demon race. It is more like a special innate physique that will not disappear when the demon bloodline is washed away.

He estimated that his own bloodline as a demon was almost gone, which was why he was able to cultivate normally back then.

Su Yu thought to herself that Bai Yan must have been kidnapped and enslaved too early, so her flesh and blood hadn't been properly transformed.

It seems we should look for the methods their medicinal clan uses to transform flesh and blood. They'd rather not turn a spiritual herb into a poison than cut themselves off to give as a panacea to someone else.

It can also be used as a hidden weapon, how wonderful!

Su Yu relaxed and leaned back in her chair, planning to send a message to the other top leaders.

First, it was to announce his return as the Ghost Lord; second, it was to warn them to quickly clean up the ghost markets under their jurisdiction.

After all, Mo Yuanling was the culprit who caused chaos in his Ghost Market. These leaders were originally working properly according to his rules, but they were forced to forget the rules imposed by their superiors and the Ghost Lord, and instead acted according to the traditional indiscriminate approach. They were somewhat innocent.

So this is just a warning.

The slaves in the other ghost markets also need to be settled, but experienced leaders should be able to make those arrangements themselves...

Su Yu sat up straight instantly.

Damn it, I've gotten so used to pretending to be serious.

"My lord, my lord, I have something else to say!"

Bai Yan, who had just been led away, stumbled and rushed in.

Following behind was Liao, the captain, who was panicked and looked terrified, trying to pull the person back.

"Sir, I'll take him away right away!"

Su Yu waved her hand, signaling Liao to release Bai Yan.

Liao, the leader, temporarily left the room.

Su Yu turned her gaze to Bai Yan, and couldn't help but sigh: "Speak, what is it?"

Bai Yan had just run back by feeling her way along the wall. Now, standing in the open space in front of the table, she hadn't quite found her way and was speaking to Su Yu sideways.

He took a deep breath and calmed his breathing: "My sister, my sister can refine the pill formula left by Miss Mu. The quality of the pills she refines is very good. She is very talented. She was also preparing to join the Ghost Market as a pill refiner."

It's because the cultivation progress is relatively slow, so there aren't many pills that can be refined, and the level of those pills is also relatively low.

But if my sister could also receive the cultivation method bestowed by the master to improve the purity of her bloodline, she would surely be able to advance even further.

But Bai Yan naturally wouldn't mention this shortcoming. He pleaded almost desperately, "She's more useful than me and willing to serve the Ghost Market. Could you, could you save her first?"

He had been sold into slavery and had no valuable possessions to exchange for help; his only bargaining chip was himself.

Su Yu asked slowly, "You said you were looking for someone, not rescuing someone."

This kid is playing tricks on him.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I was being petty and judging you by my own standards, and I even had doubts about your kindness—" Bai Yan began her self-criticism without pausing.

Su Yu countered, "Does your sister know how to refine Miss Mu's elixir formula?"

Regardless of everything else, Su Yu still remembered that Su Yao's previous pseudonym was Miss Mu.

In the early stages, A Yao sold a few unimportant pill formulas to accumulate capital, but Bai Yan kept his sister's pill formula knowledge as a trump card until the end, so it probably wasn't one of those low-level pill formulas.

Is it related to A Yao that I was able to obtain those pill formulas?

If the formula was given to him by A Yao, he would naturally save A Yao's old friend; but if it was stolen...

Then lock him up and wait for A-Yao to come and let her decide.

Su Yu's thoughts returned, but she remained outwardly calm as she waited for Bai Yan's reply.

Bai Yan cautiously replied, "Yes."

Su Yu seemed to think for a moment before saying, "It can be saved, but your sister's working period in the Ghost Market cannot be less than fifty years."

"Tell me more details."

Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thanked them, and replied immediately without daring to say anything more.

His sister, named White Owl, was captured and enslaved with him a month ago, and was sold thirteen days ago.

To avoid being exploited as a drug or a tool, and to avoid attracting attention so they could escape in a critical moment, the siblings were careful not to show their special abilities and acted just like ordinary slaves.

The buyer that time, like all the other customers at the ghost market, concealed his appearance completely, and his voice might have been fake, but Bai Yan remembered that the person had a large black mole on the inside of his wrist above the base of his palm.

The man deliberately examined their bones, and after selecting a few slaves, he used a small knife to cut their fingertips to draw blood, perhaps to assess their quality.

Bai Yan's unique constitution also means that his blood carries a medicinal plant fragrance, making any wounds easily detectable.

Bai Yan unconsciously swallowed, suppressing the sob in her throat, and managed to remain calm in front of this important figure who might be able to save her sister.

He cannot lose his composure.

Crying toddlers won't earn you help or trust; only benefits and value can.

"My sister's flesh and blood have the opposite effect to mine; they are highly poisonous. She didn't want me to be discovered and eaten, so she deliberately exposed herself and was taken away."

It's poisonous and won't be eaten.

That's what my sister said.