Chapter 18 This ruthless way is not worth practicing

Lin Du ate her meals for several days out of a rice bowl that was deformed by the rice. During this period, there was a jar of bitter medicine waiting for her after each meal.

Every time Xia Tianwu came out with the black earthenware jar, she always had some hallucinations, fearing that this fairy-like second nephew would say, "The Royal Concubine said that the medicine must be finished."

The next moment, I gave her a second cup at half price.

After drinking the medicine, Baba looked at his child and handed over a plate of cakes.

The pastry was not formed at first. The first time it was rice cake that was beaten so hard that you could still see the shape of rice grains. Later, because she really couldn't swallow it, she replaced it with various candies and candied fruits.

The little girl's craftsmanship was much better than her second sister's. In just four or five days, she was able to make delicious orange candies.

Lin Du didn't have any objections, but the system did.

[According to the plot, Ni Jinxuan was captured and taken to the palace of the Demon Lord to be a slave girl. In order to please the Demon Lord, she made cakes by herself.]

"Hmm? So, you think I'm not as worthy as that devil?"

The system was speechless for a moment. That’s not the case.

I just feel something is not right.

Citrus aroma.

The system shuddered. It seemed to remember that this host had really been in a bush of flowers...

[You don't want to complete the task this way, do you? ]

"Please relax and think of me better. I never play with the feelings of innocent girls."

Lin Du smiled slightly, "But it's not my fault that I'm too charming."

The system is shaking.

Lin Du, a woman with a bad heart, is indeed scary.

[In the original plot, you are ruthless. ]

"Oh, fellow Daoist, this ruthless Dao is not worth practicing, fellow Daoist."

Out of a thousand novels, eight hundred of them about practicing the Way of Ruthlessness will go wrong.

Obviously Lin Du doesn't want to be the 801st.

[Ice Spiritual Roots are a good seedling for cultivating the Way of Mercilessness.]

"You gave me a good seedling, I will give you one in return..." Lin Du suddenly stopped talking because she saw Jiang Liang standing far away outside the door with a gloomy back, as if he was waiting for her.

"Go tell your master that it's time for you to build your foundation."

Lin Du was startled. "Now?"

"Hurry up. This bottle of elixir is for your foundation building, which has been damaged by the catastrophe."

Jiang Liang threw her a small jade bottle and still turned his back to her, looking like a master.

No one knows that this person is socially anxious and doesn't want to meet people's gaze.

There are seven stages in cultivation. In the first stage, the Phoenix Initial Stage, one’s life span is the same as that of ordinary people. Only after building the foundation can one exceed the normal limit and maintain eternal youth.

For Lin Du, the only way to extend his life is to advance as quickly as possible.

"I know. You should have told me earlier. I've been feeling depressed for half a month and I'm getting impatient. I'll build one for you tomorrow to cheer you up."

Lin Du has really been suppressed for a long time.

Jiang Liang smiled helplessly, he knew that Lin Du was a casual and slippery person, different from those kids from aristocratic families, but such a slippery guy was not annoying.

Lin Du was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something, "Why don't you just send a letter to my master?"

Jiang Liang paused, lowered his eyes, and spoke after a while, "There is a formation in the forbidden land of Luoze, and outsiders cannot enter."

Lin Du raised an eyebrow. When Ju Yuan brought her in, she didn't seem to be obstructed at all.

What could be happening to these two old men, who are over 1,600 years old in total?

She was worried in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She said with a smile, "That's my master's fault. I'm leaving now. Thank you, senior brother."

Lin Du rode on the leaf and went straight to Luoze, and explained Jiang Liang's idea to his master.

"Why didn't he tell me himself?" Yan Ye frowned.

"You ask me? Maybe the reason why he is afraid of others is because of you?" Lin Du sat down opposite him lazily.

The person on the other side did not refute, but just laughed, "He will probably have to spend all his family's money to treat you this time. I have a storage ring here. You can say that these are some herbs that I don't need, and ask him if he can use them. If he can't use them, you can sell them for money."

Because the Supreme Sect has many geniuses, elixirs and natural treasures are consumed quickly. Ordinary cultivators may not be able to consume all the top-grade medicinal materials in one gulp, but this group of people can digest them all.

Lin Du took the ring and responded.

"Tomorrow is your third month of initiation. Pack up and prepare for retreat and foundation building."

"OK."

Lin Du said this and was about to turn around and enter the cave.

"Lin Du." Yan Ye suddenly called her.

Lin Du turned to look at the white-haired muscular man who was meditating quietly, "Hmm?"

"You can survive the catastrophe, right?"

Lin Du smiled, "Who are you looking down on? Just wait and see."

Yan Ye used his spiritual consciousness to quietly watch his little disciple. In just two months, the child had already grown up. His back was straight, his eyebrows and eyes were like strong pine branches, and he had a strong backbone with natural wildness.

He suppressed Lin Du and did not let her build the foundation because of the 19-day tribulation during the foundation building process. With her frail body at that time, she was afraid that she would not be able to withstand a thunder tribulation.

But...if the foundation is not established soon, I'm afraid this child won't live long.

You can only give it a try.

Did Lin Du really not know that this move was risky? She knew.

But she didn't care.

God has called me to save people from danger. If you don't pity me, I will seek help from someone else.

Lin Du entered his own cave, which was an extremely simple cave.

A bed of thousand-year-old ice, a stone table and bench, nothing else.

When a thief comes, he has to leave two coins before leaving.

Lin Dupan was sitting on the ice bed when suddenly a piece of news emerged in his mind.

[Current Mo Lin plot mission progress: 5%, dropped reward: Ningbi Dan × 1, effect: delay the host's heart from breaking and failing, time limit: three years.]

She was stunned for a moment, "Has Mo Lin's plot point been completed?"

[Yes, host, do you want to see it? ]

Lin Du nodded, and a picture appeared in his consciousness.

A handsome and sunny young man with a golden sword and a strong horse was sitting under a tree, with a long black gold stick on his back lying across his body and a book in his hand.

The red light of the campfire flickered. Mo Lin lowered his eyes and flipped the book. His brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He turned the pages faster and faster. Then he raised his hands and clapped them. The spiritual energy roared out like a crouching tiger and then exploded in the air. In an instant, there was a blood mist.

The book turned another page, and a scream was heard from the dense forest.

"Who dares to ruin my good deeds? You little brat..."

As he was speaking, a beautiful female cultivator named Cang Huang, who was in tattered clothes but looked pitiful, ran towards Mo Lin. She was tripped by a brick and fell next to the young man with a thud.

The woman raised her pitiful yet charming face and stretched out her hand, "Master, you look like a disciple of the righteous way. Please save me. They are evil and want to capture me to be used as a furnace."

The righteous disciple was still holding the book. He frowned and said, "There is no spiritual energy flowing from your body. It is obvious that your meridians are blocked. What evil sect wants to use a person with blocked meridians as a cauldron? Are they crazy?"

Woman: ...What kind of good disciple of the righteous path can say such words to a weak woman?

Mo Lin then picked up the black gold stick. Hope rose in the woman's eyes. It was okay for the straight man as long as he could help.

The straight man picked up the long stick, wrote down the pages of the book, stuffed the script into his lapel, turned around and left.

This is clearly the honey trap that thieves often use in books. Don't be fooled.