Chapter 27
Cassel found it unbelievable. The elixir of immortality is of no use to him because he is immortal.
He thought so and said it out loud: "Why do I need this? I am immortal."
As soon as these words were spoken, those thieves who were eager to try immediately became much more obedient, as if they had swallowed quail eggs.
Immortality is impossible without extremely high levels of cultivation. Could it be that this person in front of him, who had no trace of magical power, was the disciple of a certain sect leader who had never appeared before?
Everyone was shocked and looked at Cassel with horror.
But the person involved has no idea at all. Cassel touched his head and decided to sit somewhere else, away from this strange person.
But just as he sat down, the fortune teller ran over cheerfully and said, "Don't run, little brother. Seriously, I'll tell you your fortune. Come on, come on, it's free—"
He suddenly lowered his voice, approached Cassel, and said, "You came here with the Sword Master at the top of the cloud, right?"
Cassel blinked at him. It must be said that he was interested: "How did you know?"
"Of course I calculated it," the fortune teller squinted his eyes, a shrewd look flashed in his eyes. He stroked his beard and said, "This is the only thing I can calculate. You are not actually from this world."
Cassel was shocked. At that moment, numbness spread from his tailbone to his entire body, and he could even feel his fingertips trembling slightly.
He lowered his head and hurriedly clenched his fingertips. After a long while, he asked with a hint of expectation: "Then do you know what is bothering me now?"
The fortune teller in front of him suddenly stopped talking and just fixed his eyes on Cassel's bag - it was bulging with all the night pearls.
Cassel didn't hesitate, he immediately took one and handed it to him, pleading: "Master, I really want to know. Can you help me?"
The people around were all staring.
The fortune teller took the night-shining pearl, looked at it left and right, and finally smiled and kicked it into his pocket. He put on an unfathomable look and said, "This is natural. The devil is not a devil, and evil is not evil. Just overturn everything you think now."
Cassel didn't understand what he was talking about. What does it mean to overturn everything you think now? What he was thinking about was nothing more than how to go home, how to make Nie Wuhen possessed by the devil, and how to overthrow it. Could it be that he didn't want to go home?
"I don't understand," Cassel said sincerely, "Can you explain it in more detail? I really just want to go home."
The fortune teller held out his hand: "Three night-shining pearls, and I can even give you aphrodisiac."
Cassel was stunned. But then he counted out three night pearls and handed them to the fortune teller - now in his heart, this person is a god, someone who can send him home faster.
With the medicine that can make Nie Wuhen aroused, he can also be possessed by the devil. Then, the task of preventing the war between immortals and devils is almost complete.
The more Cassel thought about it, the happier he felt. He simply handed the fortune teller three night-shining pearls and said excitedly, "Give me a few more packs."
The fortune teller's eyes were all smiling. He took them all and put them in his pocket like treasures. He then handed the white porcelain bottle of medicine to Cassel and said, "There are ten pills in this bottle. I'll give them all to you. Don't worry, the dosage is sufficient. One pill can make people feel aroused. If you are worried, you can give me another one."
Cassel took it, put it in his palm and counted it. Sure enough, there were ten. He stood up, bowed to the fortune teller sincerely and said thank you.
The fortune teller touched his nose unnaturally, laughed dryly, and was about to leave, but someone nearby couldn't stand it anymore, so he blocked the fortune teller's way and said to Cassel, "The Hehuan Powder given by this old man can be exchanged for a lot of it with just one Night Pearl. You've been cheated, little brother."
Cassel: “…”
The fortune teller's face changed, and he protected his pocket and retorted: "Nonsense! How can Hehuan Powder be compared with medicine like mine?! One pill of my medicine can make a person burn with fire, and they can't get out of bed for three days and three nights..."
The sword was suddenly placed on the fortune teller's neck, and the man was instantly silent.
Cassell was dumbfounded. How can aphrodisiacs become Hehuan Powder? This is outrageous. Can Hehuan Powder make Nie Wuhen fall into evil?
"You dare to cheat at Yun Dian's feet? Aren't you afraid that the disciples of their sect will execute you on the spot?" Someone stepped forward, searched the fortune teller's body, and took the night pearls. "Hey, why is there an extra one?"
The fortune teller shouted, "This is mine!"
"Nonsense." The cultivator in white raised his hand, turned around and handed the Night Pearl to Cassel, saying, "Take it, don't be fooled again."
Cassel took it and whispered thank you. As a thank you, he gave the man a night-shining pearl.
Everyone: “…”
The man was flattered. If it was just a small favor, he would naturally refuse to accept it, but what he is facing now is a priceless night pearl.
The man thanked him repeatedly, and after taking it, he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, little brother, I'm here today, and I will never let anyone bully you!"
Others sighed.
A farce just ended like that.
The fortune teller was free, and suddenly spat at Cassel, cursing, "You deserve to be cheated! You just believed whoever said it. Anyway, I have done a few fortune tellings for you, so just tell me if they are right or not. Should I give you this night-shining pearl?"
Cassel thought about it and realized that it was indeed true.
He hesitated for a while, took out three night pearls and handed them to the fortune teller.
People around: “…”
The fortune teller's face suddenly lit up with joy. After taking the night pearl, he ran away as if he was afraid that someone else would snatch it away. Before leaving, he left a word.
"My dear friend, please remember my words."
"What you think is wrong."
Cassel: “…”
Where there was one, there were two, and when the second one tried to sit next to Cassell, a third and a fourth followed.
The man who had just spoken for Cassel was pushed out by his friend before he could even step forward. Cassel could still hear the dissuading voice from a distance: "Are you crazy? That Night Pearl is pretty good, why bother to offend him!"
Cassel was a little confused.
The roast chicken was ready, and the waiter brought it up with a grin. Just as Cassel was about to pay, someone next to him paid for him - a handsome, gentle man in blue.
"I paid for you," the young man in blue said softly, "It's fate. What's your name? By the way, my name is Chen Zhufeng."
Cassel obviously had a good impression of this gentle young man, and he had just paid for him. He touched his head and whispered that his name was Cassel.
He thought the person in front of him would be like everyone else and would not believe what he said, but unexpectedly, Shen Zhufeng read the name on the tip of his tongue and said, "It sounds good."
"Really?" Cassell couldn't believe it.
"Shen never lies." Shen Zhufeng smiled faintly.
The tavern, which was not big to begin with, became lively again. Gossips also increased at this moment. People were whispering all around. Cassel was taking a bite of a chicken leg and heard Shen Zhufeng ask himself:
"I just heard from you that you are immortal. I don't know how much you are capable of, but I am afraid you will laugh at me. I really didn't feel any fluctuations in your magic power."
"I don't have any magic power," Cassel swallowed the chicken leg with a pair of sincere eyes, "Someone has sealed my magic power."
Chen Zhufeng paused as he tapped the tabletop. He smiled and asked, "Who sealed Nie Wuhen?"
Cassel said nothing.
The people at the next table must have been drinking, so they spoke louder unconsciously. Cassel could hear everything clearly. He heard the man stammering:
"My uncle works for the Fox Clan! It was clear that day that a group of black clouds gathered in the sky for no apparent reason, with lightning and thunder. It was as if someone was about to become possessed!"
Some people were curious: "Who is it that's causing such a big fuss? Could it be some fox clan elder?"
"How could it be possible?" the man said mysteriously, "The fox tribe is originally demons, how can they be possessed by demons? But I heard from my uncle that day, I saw the Sword Master of Yunding, Nie Wuhen! He was holding a dying person and went to the elders of the fox tribe to ask for an explanation!"
"Yes! I've heard about this too. What do you want? Ling You, the one who was recently expelled from the Fox Clan. All the major immortal sects are vying to capture him and present him to the Sword Master!"
"Wait, you're not saying that the Sword Master is going to be possessed by a demon?!"
…
There was constant discussion.
Cassel raised his head, looked at Chen Zhufeng, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Who sealed it? How could you not know?" Chen Zhufeng's smile deepened. He poured another cup of warm water, lowered his head and sipped it gently, his movements extremely graceful. "Then do you believe what those ants said just now, brother?"
Cassel looked at him, his hands on his knees tightening slightly. He is simple, but not stupid. He could feel that the person in front of him, or rather, the few people surrounding him, should be the so-called demon cultivators.
Because he felt an aura similar to that of a demon. He was all too familiar with it.
"What are you talking about?" Cassel acted confused. He lowered his head and continued to count the night pearls. Then he took out one of them and placed it in front of Shen Zhufeng, saying, "I'll give it back to you. I don't want to owe you anything."
"Tell me, the Cloud Peak Sword Master Nie Wuhen is going to become a demon." Chen Zhufeng smiled, took the Night Pearl, and looked at it in front of his eyes. He pinched it carelessly - the Night Pearl immediately turned into powder and fell to the ground.
He lowered his voice, his murderous intent was not concealed at all: "Don't lie, brother. Otherwise," Chen Zhufeng approached Cassel and said gently, "I will peel off your skin and fry it in a pan."
Cassel was horrified. He hurriedly stepped back, but someone held his shoulder. He was startled and turned around suddenly. He saw Nie Wuhen standing behind him. He looked at Chen Zhufeng indifferently and said coldly: "You are here to seek death."
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