The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1729: Chapter 1826: A Tiger Down on Its Luck

Fang Lin had a playful smile, looking at Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan, and suddenly vanished without a trace.

Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan were instantly stunned, especially Zhang Lao’er, whose face was filled with anger and panic.

Fang Lin disappeared, didn’t it mean there was no cure for the poison on him?

Wu Laosan was just about to chase Fang Lin, but he suddenly felt dizzy, almost stumbling.

“My hand!” cried Zhang Lao’er, startling Wu Laosan into turning his head quickly.

Wu Laosan, upon seeing, was equally dumbfounded.

He saw that Zhang Lao’er’s arm, which had been severed, was perfectly intact on Zhang Lao’er’s body, showing no sign of decay or even a hint of black aura.

Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan stared at each other, two masters at Half-step Immortal realm were bewildered, with no understanding of the situation at all.

“Lao’er, your hand…” Wu Laosan said in shock, remembering very clearly that he was the one who cut off Zhang Lao’er’s arm, but why was Zhang Lao’er’s arm still attached?

Zhang Lao’er’s expression changed multiple times, immediately checking his own condition internally, finding no sign of poisoning, and the arm was indeed real flesh and blood.

Looking down, only a pile of black shards were left, apparently a black jade bottle snatched from Fang Lin just now by Zhang Lao’er, now crushed.

Seeing the black shards and his right arm, Zhang Lao’er almost vomited blood in rage.

“Damn it, everything that happened was an illusion!” Zhang Lao’er said angrily, clenching his fists, causing the ground to crack under the invisible pressure of his aura.

Wu Laosan shook his head repeatedly: “This is impossible!”

Zhang Lao’er showed a ferocious smile: “That kid is really clever, even I, Zhang Lao’er, didn’t realize when I got tricked by him. No wonder his name stayed on the kill list for so long, he’s quite troublesome.”

Wu Laosan, still unclear about what happened, quickly asked: “What exactly is going on?”

Zhang Lao’er pointed at the pieces on the ground, with a sinister grin: “The two of us were deceived by that kid, there was no poison, we were merely trapped in an illusion.”

“If this black bottle contained something that confuses the mind, why was I also affected?” Wu Laosan asked in confusion.

Zhang Lao’er’s face was gloomy, unable to smile anymore: “That’s what’s impressive about that kid, neither of us could detect how we were affected.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Laosan felt not just anger and shock, but also a hint of lingering fear.

With Fang Lin having lost his cultivation, he was still so difficult to deal with; how terrifying would a fully empowered Fang Lin be?

“Still, you might escape for now, but not forever. The Hidden Kill Hall’s pursuit is relentless, and with no cultivation at the moment, returning to Sky Swallowing Palace is easier said than done. He could easily die multiple times on the way.” Zhang Lao’er said.

…

At this moment, Fang Lin was already hundreds of li away from Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan; nevertheless, Fang Lin kept running madly, pushing his physical speed to the limit.

Zhang Lao’er guessed correctly; Fang Lin hadn’t used any strange poison but had used a peculiar powder to make both Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan fall into an illusion.

However, the efficacy of this powder wasn’t very effective against Half-step Immortal beings, lasting only briefly, so Fang Lin quickly fled before the effects wore off.

Fang Lin felt no relief; he knew once the effects wore off, Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan would surely respond and pursue him.

Thus, Fang Lin did not continue north but escaped eastward, attempting to avoid those two.

From what he learned from their conversation, Fang Lin kept pondering, particularly concerned about the mysterious figure associated with the Hidden Kill Hall.

Fang Lin couldn’t ascertain if Zhang Lao’er’s words were true or false, or partly true, but if this mysterious figure was indeed the Hidden Kill Hall Master, there might be even more complex secrets involved.

“Who is the Hidden Kill Hall Master?” Fang Lin traveled eastward, planning to take a slight detour before returning to the Sky Swallowing Palace, relying on luck to avoid Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan.

If fortunate, he would pass them by without another encounter; if unlucky, he would face them anew.

It’s likely that after suffering once, escaping from these two later would be challenging.

Fang Lin felt restless, fundamentally due to his lack of cultivation; otherwise, he wouldn’t be facing such trouble.

“Where are you going?” Suddenly, two angry voices sounded simultaneously; Fang Lin gritted his teeth secretly, those two pests indeed relentlessly pursued.

No wonder, considering they were Half-step Immortal masters, with Heavenly Eye sweeping across thousands of li, everything within their sight, how could Fang Lin possibly outrun within range of Heavenly Eye insight?

Zhang Lao’er and Wu Laosan indeed caught up with Fang Lin; Wu Laosan furiously sent countless fist prints raining down like a storm.

Fang Lin couldn’t resist and could only endure with his physical body.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!

The ground was hit continuously, creating numerous giant pits, while Fang Lin’s figure vanished amidst the dust, seemingly pulverized to nothing.

“Die!” Zhang Lao’er shouted, stomping down fiercely, enough to collapse and crush a mountain below.

Boom!!!

The earth shuddered, leaving a huge footprint, sinking the ground by more than ten zhang, like being stomped by a giant.

Fang Lin lay within the footprint, utterly battered, with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

No matter how strong the physical body, facing terrifying attacks from two Half-step Immortal masters was hard to bear.

Especially since the effects of the True Essence Golden Body Pill were almost depleted, and once the pill’s power ran out, Fang Lin needed to take a second True Essence Golden Body Pill; this way, with only nine pills, he couldn’t sustain leaving the gray mist.

Fang Lin showed a bitter smile, having recently rampaged through the three sects, defeating even Immortal masters.

Yet now, fallen from grace, cornered by two Half-step Immortal opponents, indeed the winds of fortune turned quickly and maddeningly.

“Kid, want to make a deal, release me to save your life?” At that moment, a feeble female voice sounded.

ps: Second update finished, continuing to write