"Don't panic, it's me!"
Bai Cang's figure flickered and slowly materialized from the void.
"Who's panicking? That's hilarious, you think I'd panic?"
Upon seeing Bai Cang's face, Master Luo breathed a sigh of relief and instinctively launched into a triple denial.
However, as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, his momentum visibly weakened, his pale face was devoid of any color, and large beads of sweat poured down his face.
Seeing this, Bai Cang breathed a sigh of relief. "Uncle Luo, is there anything else you want to say? Don't worry, I promise to hand over all your belongings to Junior Brother Luo Jin and I will not embezzle a single penny."
"However, if you have any opinions on the division of the inheritance, I can only guarantee that they will be conveyed to you, but I cannot interfere in the internal affairs of your Luo family."
Seeing that Master Luo was about to breathe his last, Bai Cang felt as if he had been granted a pardon, even though he knew it was very unfair.
It's good to die. It's a relief to die sooner and be reborn sooner, instead of dragging on in a half-dead state and suffering even more pain.
Most importantly, Luo Zhenren's half-dead state is greatly affecting his "Great Philanthropist Bai's" path to wealth!
If left unattended, Bai Cang's meager and barely perceptible conscience would make him feel somewhat guilty.
Although his bottom line was simply not to kill Luo Zhenren to get gold coins, Bai Cang absolutely did not want greed to corrupt his bottom line and turn him into a person without principles and only interested in profit.
His bottom line can be flexible, and his principles can be vivid, but they cannot be completely absent.
So here's the question!
If we were to escort Master Luo back to Taiyin City, wouldn't that delay his grand plan to make a fortune through corpse refining?
Missing out on such a once-in-a-century opportunity would be a crime against yourself!
However, he felt a little guilty if he didn't escort Master Luo back.
After all, they taught me so many pill formulas and made an indelible contribution to my "pay-to-win" business.
If we stand by and watch someone die without offering help, wouldn't that be utterly inhumane?
In Ge You's words: Be kind and honest!
Therefore, for Bai Cang, the best outcome would be that Luo Zhenren himself could not hold on and "unfortunately" died in front of him.
Then, "Bai the Great Philanthropist," upholding the belief of "repaying kindness," did everything in his power to collect the body, which not only reduced the man's suffering but also resolved his own dilemma, a win-win situation.
However, Bai Cang's words seemed to have stimulated Luo Zhenren's potential, making his vitality visibly stronger.
"You're the one who's about to die! Your whole family is about to die! I won't die even if you die!"
Master Luo stubbornly cursed, waving his hand and saying, "A mere fatal wound, nothing to brag about? Cough cough cough..."
He was only halfway through his sentence when he saw Master Luo coughing up large amounts of blood. He quickly gulped down several bottles of elixirs and then frantically sprinkled medicinal powder on his wounds.
For a moment, I was caught off guard and became quite flustered.
"In your case, it's probably just a temporary respite before death; it's not a serious problem."
"As long as you stop struggling, you will soon be able to enjoy eternal bliss and never have to endure this painful torment again."
Bai Cang muttered to himself with anticipation, but still lent a helping hand, taking out healing pills such as "Wood Essence Pill" and "Great Dao Supreme Saint Powder" from his Pot Heaven space and roughly shoving them into Luo Zhenren's mouth.
Whether it was anger or being forced to drink, Master Luo rolled his eyes violently. Suddenly, a great force seemed to arise from nowhere, and he shoved Bai Cang away, assuming a five-hearts-facing-the-sky posture, and began to circulate his energy to refine it.
After a long while, as Luo Zhenren's breathing gradually stabilized and the five-colored light on his chest wound dissipated and faded away, finally returning to its original flesh color, Bai Cang couldn't help but sigh.
It's better to die a good death than to live a miserable life. How come Master Luo's life is so tough?
A hole the size of a bowl was torn open in his chest, piercing straight through his back, yet he was still able to hold on to life and recover?
It can only be said that he truly deserves to be called a Dao Foundation True Person; his vitality is indeed tenacious.
"Old Han is not lying to me. The hardest debt to repay in the world is a debt of gratitude."
Bai Cang thought to himself, his gaze towards Master Luo dark and unsettling. "He who eats another's food is bound to do his bidding; he who takes another's money is bound to do his bidding. The more pleased he was when he embezzled the Pill Academy's supplies, the more fierce the retribution will be now!"
The thought of having to abandon his "corpse-picking business" and miss out on countless opportunities and resources made Bai Cang's heart ache so much he could hardly breathe.
One shouldn't be too "Han Tianzun" when it comes to love; "Li Feiyu, the murderer and arsonist" is the true way.
Just then, Master Luo suddenly opened his eyes and met Bai Cang's deep gaze. He couldn't help but think: What do you mean? You think I'm not dead, so you pull out the Seven Wolves?
What a shrewd person Master Luo was?
Seeing Bai Cang's expression, one could guess seven or eight parts of what he was thinking.
He immediately rebuked her impatiently, "The waters of the Lanyun River are very deep. What is your cultivation level? How dare you wade into this muddy water?"
"Luckily you met me, otherwise you wouldn't even know how you died. I advise you not to have so many messy thoughts. The government won't shortchange you on your supplies, so why take such a risky move?"
What you said makes perfect sense, but don't say it again next time.
Bai Cang looked at Luo Zhenren speechlessly: How dare you make such an unreasonable request in such a forceful tone?
You just want me to escort you back, don't talk like I owe you a favor.
Seeing this, Master Luo felt as if he had a thorn in his back, a fishbone stuck in his throat, or sitting on pins and needles. A chill ran from his tailbone straight up to the top of his head.
"Don't say I'm being unfair as an elder!"
Master Luo flipped his hand and, with a ferocious expression, tossed over a jade-green pearl. "Consider this Azure Dragon Yuan Pill my reward to you!"
After saying that, Master Luo turned his head away, his face involuntarily wearing a mask of pain.
His greatest gain from this brush with death and near-death experience was this "Azure Dragon Essence Pill," but now he has to use it as "money to buy his life." How can he not feel heartbroken and unable to breathe?
If his heart hadn't already been vaporized by the Divine Light of the Minor Separation, he would probably be heartbroken right now.
But we can't refuse. That bastard surnamed Bai is notorious for not acting until he sees the benefit; his heart is as black as ink, and he has absolutely no sense of martial ethics.
If he didn't receive "money to buy his life," Master Luo was genuinely afraid that something might happen to him on the road, turning his life into an inheritance.
Even if Bai Cang still has some conscience, today's events will inevitably leave some knot in his heart. Wouldn't his "investment" that he spared no expense be in vain?
That's enough! That's enough! Let's just consider it a loss to ward off disaster!
Master Luo was so heartbroken he could hardly breathe, but Bai Cang's eyes lit up.
Azure Dragon Essence Pill? That's a real treasure!
[Thanks to the "Beast" master, please give me a free gift]
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