Chapter 244 There is a cat (2)
Ji Rong, who carried a cage with her, naturally noticed the slight disturbance coming from inside the cage, but why would she let Pan Cong out and give him his wish?
She glanced at the cage, then pointed to the meat and vegetables on the table and said to Shan Wu and Shan Zhongfeng, who were sitting opposite her, "Uncle, Godfather, it's been a long time since we got together. Come, let's eat something good together."
Erhu had been waiting for her to say that. For a moment, the only sounds in the room were Erhu tearing meat, chewing it, and sucking out the marrow.
Ji Rong is going to attend the banquet. Although the round trip will only take a dozen days, she is not at ease leaving Shan Wu to handle the affairs of the unloading workshop alone.
After much deliberation, Ji Rong decided that he still needed to call upon a trusted confidant to help him. So, Ji Rong asked Shan Wu to bring over his adopted brother.
When Shan Zhongfeng was dragged out of Shan Wuzi's cramped, smoke-filled alchemy room, Gu Lin's eyes were glistening with tears.
He told Shan Zhongfeng to do a good job at the unloading workshop, and that he would guard the mountain well, ensuring that even the bamboo dragons and phoenixes would remain bright and beautiful, and would never allow them to be covered in dust.
Then, the old Taoist priest Gu Lin, with great spirit, summoned a gust of wind and forcefully sent Shan Wu and Shan Zhongfeng to the foot of Shoudao Mountain.
After Shan Wu and Shan Zhongfeng had eaten and drunk their fill, Ji Rong looked at Shan Zhongfeng, who was starting to yawn, and asked, "Godfather, did you eat and drink well?" Shan Zhongfeng nodded.
Ji Rong then laid out the cage and said in a low voice, "Godfather, I have found you another excellent candidate for drug testing. Would you like to meet him?"
He had already cultivated to the Emperor realm and was a Blood Magic Slayer in my workshop. Yesterday, he lost his mind and dared to bite Uncle Shan Wu, so he was beaten up by Uncle Shan Wu and was left with only half a life. I immediately fed him the Blood-Regenerating Pill and Life-Sustaining Pill that you made.
Godfather, I will be attending a banquet at the Golden Cauldron Palace in a while. Could you please keep watch over this unloading workshop for me, observe the cat cultivator's condition, and keep an eye on the unloading workshop's affairs?
"You can treat this Emperor Cat however you like, just don't kill him or drive him insane. Everything else is up to you."
Ji Rong then winked at Shan Zhongfeng and said, "Godfather, the Butchers here have heavy tasks. If they get tired or their meridians are exhausted, you can give them pills."
When Shan Zhongfeng heard that his good daughter had called him over, it turned out that she was the one who had delivered the test pills to him again.
He was overjoyed and swung his tail rapidly, readily agreeing, "My dear daughter, go to the banquet without worry. Your godfather will take good care of things here."
Ji Rong nodded, but considering Shan Zhongfeng's outstanding management skills, Ji Rong felt that he couldn't let him be too idle, lest he take advantage of her absence and wreak havoc on this group of butchers.
Then he said again, "Thank you, godfather!"
"Father, this cat cultivator was also a butcher, but now that he's tested the pill, he definitely can't work anymore. I also need to go out, so we won't have enough butchers. You'll have to help out and kill some so everyone can get a break."
"No way!" Shan Zhongfeng waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No, my dear girl, I hate getting blood on my body the most."
Since Ji Rong had spoken, how could she let Shan Zhongfeng refuse? She said, "Godfather, you see that Uncle Shan Wu never gets his hands dirty with blood. You can learn to skin people with him."
Secondly, if you want to refine the divine elixir, you must know the internal structure of the creatures that consume it. Now, I have a place where you can realize your ambitions.
"Godfather, you mustn't miss this golden opportunity. If I hadn't taken charge of the unloading workshop, where would you have found so many cultivators to examine their internal meridian structures?"
Yamanaka thought that made sense, but he still replied, "My dear girl, this is what a pharmacist should do, I am..."
“Aren’t all elixirs from the same source? You both heal injuries and strengthen the body, so you’re all of the same origin.” Hearing Ji Rong’s words, Shan Zhongfeng had no way to refute her, so he had to agree. But he still said, “Then I’ll just peel the skin.”
Ji Rong then said to Shan Wu, "Uncle, after you and your adoptive father have finished skinning the animals each day, you should also carve the flesh of a beast for your brother each day, so that he can draw a picture of the animal's body."
After speaking to Shan Wu, Ji Rong looked at Shan Zhongfeng again and said, "Godfather, now that you're here, you should study hard, lest you never graduate and are constantly ridiculed by everyone in the Pill Pavilion."
These words struck a chord with Shan Zhongfeng, and he stopped arguing, nodding repeatedly to show that he would study hard.
After discussing the matter, the bird and the tiger released Pan Cong from the cage. At this moment, Pan Cong looked like a bloodied cat whose skin had been peeled off. His eyes were lifeless, and he looked very miserable.
Shan Zhongfeng frowned upon seeing this. He took out a hemostatic pill, pried open Pan Cong's mouth and made him swallow it. Then he put Pan Cong back into the cage and said, "Good girl, tell me quickly where the spring is. This cat is too dirty and needs to be washed."
Ji Rong said, "There's no rush. I'll first familiarize you with the unloading workshop. Once his wound stops bleeding, we can send him to the washing room."
In the days that followed, Ji Rong helped Shan Zhongfeng familiarize himself with the unloading workshop's affairs and even took him to the teleportation array to learn the meat delivery process.
He further warned him, “Godfather, you must not gamble with them. If you insist on gambling, you should first learn from your brothers, Hu Shiba and Jiao Shiwu, and only go out after you have thoroughly learned. Otherwise, you will surely lose nine out of ten times.”
Shan Zhongfeng waved his claws repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, my dear girl. I'd rather refine a few pills than waste that time."
Ji Rong was satisfied with what she heard and asked, "What if you gamble?"
"That would prevent me from ever refining the elixir in my entire life."
"good!"
Pan Cong was not released until the fifth day after he was imprisoned.
Perhaps it was because the Blood-Generating Pill from the Mountain Peak was too excellent, because the bleeding did not truly stop until the third day after taking the hemostatic pill.
At this moment, Pan Cong was so thin and emaciated that he looked like an old corpse that had been hanging on a tree for a month and had been desiccated by the wind. When he walked, his body creaked and groaned. Seeing this, Shan Zhongfeng dared not feed him the pills he had made himself anymore, and quickly took out a pill from Gulin and gave it to Pan Cong.
Then the mountain's center-forward pressed Pan Cong into the spiritual spring and gave him a thorough wash, turning him into a withered, hairless cat.
Seeing that he had lost all his fur, Pan Cong's eyes were lifeless and his face was ashen. He lay on the ground and refused to get up.
Actually, this is not Shan Zhongfeng's fault, because Pan Congxiu's blood magic usually feeds on essence and blood, and his hair is transformed from the essence of blood and qi.
Unexpectedly, he was first drained of most of his life essence by Shan Wu, and then fed pills and locked in a cage.
After bleeding for five days, although Pan Cong had profound cultivation, he was ultimately just a shell. Where would he find so much essence and blood to nourish his skin and fur?
Thus, Pan Cong's fur was abandoned by his body first. If Shan Zhongfeng hadn't fed him a good pill, his skin might have been abandoned and weathered away by his body as well.
Seeing that the cat had lost all its former charm, Ji Rong carried the three swords and rushed over.
She grinned and put a pair of gleaming silver shackles around Pan Cong's neck, comforting him, "Don't worry, you're taking medicine from Gu Lin Dan Sheng now. Once your essence and blood recover, this hair will grow back."
Looking at the king-level bird cultivator carrying a large sword and revealing two rows of bright white fangs, Pan Cong no longer had any contempt for him. His voice trembled as he said, "Master, I can't work anymore. Tell me to go back to the passage of the Treasure Pavilion."
Ji Rong looked at him and replied disapprovingly, "How can that be! You were raised by Lady Shangnu."
Even if I were to send you back, I would have to make sure you were well-maintained and shiny before sending you back, otherwise how would other cultivators view our Jade Void Palace Unloading Workshop?
Don't worry, I won't make you work. Every day after everyone finishes their shifts, I'll have your uncle and godfather take you to Tongqi to play a few rounds. You won't be bored.
You have to return whenever your uncle and godfather return.
From now on, you'll live with my godfather. He was raised by the Gu Lin Alchemist, and his alchemy skills are superb. If you feel unwell, just ask for some pills; we won't charge you."
Pan Cong felt bitter and regretful. Did Qing Jizi think he was stupid? Free pills were not something to be eaten.
He felt the icy touch on his neck and despair filled his heart. He knew that he would never be able to go back in this lifetime.
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