Jiang Sheng sneered and said sarcastically, "Do you know why I'm here?"
The puppeteer was stunned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean? You know the temple is for the temple believers, right? Mortals can't have your power. You must be a member of the temple."
"As for why they protect the Jiang family, I don't know. They are just mortals. There is no need to care too much about them."
"Haha, I know about the temple because I've been there and looted it thoroughly. As for me showing up here, it's to kill you and silence you."
"Unless you are willing to tell me about the Palace Master's guards, each person's abilities, and weaknesses..."
Jiang Sheng looked at him with a smile on his face, his voice a little bewitching.
Hearing this, the puppeteer's eyes gradually became fierce: "You are not from the temple. You lied to me. It is impossible for you to know about the guards. Only the temple master knows about the guards."
"I am the weakest among them. Even if you kill me, it will be useless. If I don't return for three months, the Palace Master will definitely send someone to look for me."
"When that happens, no one in your Jiang family will survive!"
Jiang Sheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Really? Then give it a try. I'll kill them one by one. It's a good opportunity for you to follow and see for yourself. Don't worry, I won't kill you."
With a slight movement of his fingers, the sharp space blade directly cut the opponent's arms and legs. Before the puppeteer could feel the pain and scream, the figure appeared in front of him the next moment.
His jaw was pinched open and a pill entered his stomach.
The bleeding from the wound stopped quickly. A man with all his limbs cut off fell limply to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, trembling all over and unable to speak.
Jiang Sheng looked down at him with a murderous look in his eyes: "I'll keep you alive and see whether it's the Temple that dies or the Jiang family that dies. I'll keep your hands and feet for you."
"If they can rescue you, I will return these to you. You can take them back to your Palace Master and he will reattach your hands and feet."
He needed bait to lure people out, so this person naturally couldn't be killed. As for the temple guards, he would kill them one by one. If they were difficult to kill, he would just blow them up.
The puppeteer's head tilted and he fainted.
Jiang Sheng looked at the puppet that fell to the ground on the other side and put it directly into the space. The puppeteer's arms and legs were also put into the space. The living person who was like a human stick could not enter the space, so he was directly carried away.
After wrapping the man up, he rode back to the backyard, got a big vat, and put the man directly in the vat to keep him alive.
After Qingshan Qingmu knocked on the door and came in, he said respectfully, "Master, you are back. I wonder if there is anything you want to entrust to me."
Jiang Sheng pointed behind the screen and said, "Go find someone to wait on him and make sure he doesn't die. It doesn't matter if he's crazy or not. I just want him to be bait."
"...Hmm? Yes, sir."
Qingshan quickly walked behind the screen and saw that there was a person in the earthenware jar, a person without limbs. He felt a chill on his back and his voice stuttered.
"Sir, who is this person?"
He whispered softly, "Qingmu, the young master has never been so cruel to anyone. He must have some grudge against someone. It's tragic, it's really tragic."
"...Shut up. The young master has his reasons for doing this. Don't say anything more."
Jiang Sheng slowly walked over, looked at the person in the jar, and said calmly: "You know about the last battle in Pingcheng and the spread of the plague. It was caused by this guy."
"He came here this time to impersonate me and take the opportunity to kill my entire family. I will chop off his limbs."
The green mountains and green trees were silent for a long time.
"Sir, why don't you kill him?"
"If the time comes, there will be someone behind him and more people will come. I always need to have a bait hanging. I can kill them one by one if they come. Otherwise, where can I find them?"
Jiang Sheng said calmly, "Alright, just send someone to take care of him and make sure he doesn't die. As for the rest, just wait. I won't be going anywhere in the near future."
"Three months. Someone will come and silence us within three months."
He has three months to prepare. As long as he understands the formation thoroughly, draws the elixirs and talismans, and turns Beihuang City into an iron barrel, it will be fine even if someone comes.
"Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You guys just watch over here. If you need anything, come find me next door."
Qingshan and Qingmu watched the people leave and looked at each other in surprise.
Jiang Sheng went to the next room and closed the door, then slipped into the space and started reading. He was either reading or refining medicine, drawing talismans, and setting up formations in the space.
This whole ordeal lasted for a month. After a month, Jiang Sheng took out the pills and talismans and gave them to the assassins. He watched them roll on the ground in pain after taking the marrow cleansing pills.
His expression was indifferent. This was the pain necessary for having ability. If you could get through it, your fate would change. If you couldn't, you would die.
Qingshan Qingmu glanced at the pills in his hands. One was red, the other green. They didn't look like magical medicine, but more like poison...
Jiang Sheng glanced at them and said softly, "Don't be afraid, this is the real Marrow Cleansing Pill. It's just that my alchemy habit is a bit... well, anyway, this color looks a bit scary."
"It's definitely not poisonous. As long as you endure it, you will gain greater strength. No matter how much pain it is, you must stay awake. If you pass out, you will be useless."
"Yes, sir, I understand."
The pills melted as soon as they entered their mouths. After only a few moments in their stomachs, their internal organs felt like they were on fire. The pain was so severe that they could not stand at all, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
When Jiang Ling came over, she saw people writhing in agony. She stood beside her brother and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? How long will this last before we see results?"
Jiang Sheng shook his head: "I don't know. The purpose of the Marrow Cleansing Pill is to expel impurities from the body so that one can awaken their talents. As for how long it takes, it depends on the individual. The stronger the talent, the longer the pain will last."
"Well, give me one too."
"...Brother, why don't you wait and see how the awakening goes? If anything goes wrong, I'll..."
Jiang Ling extended his hand with a smile: "I believe in you, and I believe that I can handle it. It's impossible for your subordinates to become people with special abilities while I am just an ordinary person."
Jiang Sheng slowly took out a medicine bottle and poured out a purple pill: "The pills I made are very effective, but the colors are all weird, and they look a bit like poison."
Seeing his brother take it and eat it without hesitation, his heart suddenly tightened and he stared at him closely, fearing that something might happen to him.
It wasn't long before the medicine took effect. Jiang Ling sat in the corridor in pain, his face pale and sweat pouring down his forehead. He smiled a bit reluctantly: "San'er, your medicine is really effective."
"Talk to me, it will be better if you distract yourself."
"Well, brother, let me tell you, when I was refining pills before, they all said I was a genius. My success rate was the highest, but the color of my pills was also the strangest."
"Look, these colors are all sorts of weird. They look like poison, don't they?"
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