139: Chapter 139 Even a mighty dragon can't suppress a local snake

"Sigh! That prodigal son of the Li Family is up to no good again!"

"I saw that young woman lingering here for such a long time and guessed that trouble was brewing!"

"What a pity. That young woman is very familiar with medicinal herbs; she must be a pill refiner as well..."

It was evident that this Li Xian was quite well-known in Holy Alchemy City.

His own cultivation was not high; like Lin Bei, he was at the Early Stage of Hedao, and his aura was very unstable—one look was enough to tell that his cultivation had been piled up over time using Medicinal Pills.

The two attendants behind him were both middle-aged Cultivators at the Early Dragon Transformation Stage, though they appeared somewhat dull and sluggish.

Qin Xiaobo did not even turn her head to look at Li Xian upon hearing this. She silently put down the medicinal herbs in her hand, walked over to Lin Bei's side, and hugged his arm, looking like a delicate bird relying on its mate.

Her twin peaks were squeezed by his arm, appearing even more massive and surging, causing many people nearby to swallow hard.

Jealousy instantly welled up in Li Xian. His eyes were filled with malice as he glared viciously at Lin Bei.

"Slave One, cripple one arm of those clueless fools, then throw them out of Holy Alchemy City!"

Immediately, one of his attendants flashed forward and reached straight for Lin Bei.

"Oh?" A look of surprise flashed in Lin Bei's eyes as he extended two fingers to clamp onto the incoming palm.

Subsequently, with a 'crack', he completely crushed the entire wrist.

The attendant called "Slave One" showed no sign of pain, struggling fearlessly and attempting to rush at Lin Bei.

"As I thought!" Lin Bei simply manifested a large spiritual power hand, grabbed the attendant by the neck, and lifted him up to observe closely.

"It's a Spirit Servitude Pill!" Before he could figure it out, Qin Xiaobo, who was beside him, spoke up.

"I didn't expect that someone in Holy Alchemy City would study such a vicious Medicinal Pill, and even reach the level of controlling Cultivators at the Early Dragon Transformation Stage!"

"Devoid of spirit, just like a Puppet; not very interesting!" Hearing this, Lin Bei casually flicked his hand, sending Slave One flying like a dead dog, landing at Li Xian's feet.

"So you are a Prodigy! Good, good, good!"

Surprisingly, Li Xian showed no fear at all; instead, he became even more excited.

"It's over! This young man is actually a Prodigy Cultivator..."

"Sigh! He doesn't know that Li Xian is a pervert. Since his own talent is mediocre, he harbors an inexplicable hatred for all Prodigies!"

"Who's to say otherwise? I heard that several Prodigy Cultivators have already fallen into his hands and were tortured to death!"

The hushed discussions from the surroundings reached Lin Bei's ears word for word, finally making him understand why the other party was so excited.

At this moment, a small bell appeared in Li Xian's hand. As he shook it, waves of eerie ringing sounds emanated.

A moment later, eight figures flew in from various directions, surrounding Lin Bei.

Every figure was at the Late Stage of Dragon Transformation, and their state was identical to those two attendants—all appearing as Puppets.

"To think they have already developed a Spirit Servitude Pill capable of enslaving Cultivators at the Late Stage of Dragon Transformation. This Family must have used quite a few Cultivators for their experiments!"

Qin Xiaobo's voice carried a hint of anger.

"Don't hurt the woman! Cripple the man's cultivation!"

Over there, Li Xian had already given the order to the eight Puppets with an evil grin.

Instantly, the eight Late Stage of Dragon Transformation Puppets attacked Lin Bei simultaneously.

"Poor souls, let me send you on your way!" Lin Bei shook his head and sighed softly.

With a sweep of his palm, the eight Cultivators turned into eight mists of blood.

Under Lin Bei's deliberate guidance, all the blood mists drifted toward Li Xian, transforming into a blood hand that grabbed his throat.

"Ugh..." Li Xian clutched the blood hand around his neck, his face pale; only now did he begin to feel afraid.

"Hiss... This... How is this possible!?"

"Destroying eight Late Stage of Dragon Transformation experts with a wave of his hand?"

"Who exactly is he? Even Wang Teng, the number one Prodigy of the Central Province, wouldn't be able to do this, right?"

"Good! That's great! This prodigal son of the Li Family has done nothing but commit evil deeds. This time, he's kicked an iron plate! He deserves to die!"

The surroundings were in a complete uproar.

Li Xian was still struggling desperately under the blood hand, but with no effect. He could not hold on for much longer.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from not far away.

"This Young Master, in this old man's humble opinion, you had better not kill this Li Xian..."

"Oh?" Lin Bei turned his head to look at the old man who spoke. "What do you mean by that?"

The old man sighed. "Young Master probably doesn't know Li Xian's background... You should know about the Pill Pavilion, right?"

"Naturally, I do!" Lin Bei nodded.

The Pill Pavilion could be said to be the absolute Dominator of Holy Alchemy City, and even the entire Dan Realm.

It was composed of the ten strongest medical families in Holy Alchemy City.

"There are fifteen Elders in the Pill Pavilion, and the Third and Fourteenth Elders are the Old Ancestors of the Li Family to which this Li Xian belongs."

Only Saints from the ten major families could serve as Elders of the Pill Pavilion.

After saying this, the old man bowed to Lin Bei and retreated back into the crowd.

At this moment, Li Xian seemed to have grabbed onto a life-saving straw. He tried his best to loosen the blood hand around his neck just a fraction and spoke with difficulty.

"He... he is absolutely right! And... and that Fourteenth Elder is my... my great-grandfather..."

"If you... if you kill me, he... he will definitely tear you... tear you into a thousand pieces!"

"Oh?" A playful smile hung on the corner of Lin Bei's mouth. "I think, given your character, even if I let you go now, you wouldn't let me off, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xian relaxed quite a bit, thinking the other party was afraid.

"As long as... as long as you give me the woman by your side, I can... I can take a Heavenly Dao Oath not to... not to kill you..."

Damn it!

Lin Bei was almost laughed to anger. With a wave of his sleeve, the blood hand pinned Li Xian's body to the city wall not far away.

Then he looked around. "There should be people from the Li Family here, right? Go back and pass on the message: let the adults of the Li Family come over to apologize!"

"Remember! I will only wait for half an hour!"

After speaking, he took Qin Xiaobo and walked toward a restaurant nearby.

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar; they never expected that Lin Bei would make such a choice after knowing Li Xian's identity.

"Sigh! Young and impulsive after all!"

"By doing this, it is no longer a personal grudge with Li Xian, but has turned into a slap in the face of the Li Family..."

"Indeed... one must know that a mighty dragon cannot crush a local serpent. This young man must have come from some Imperial Dynasty or Holy Land, but clashing head-on with the Pill Pavilion here is truly unwise!"

In the crowd, a few Cultivators exchanged glances and hurriedly left.

In the center of Holy Alchemy City, there were two tall towers, towering into the clouds.

At this moment, on the top floor of one of the towers, fifteen Cultivators were sitting in a circle, and every Cultivator's body was permeated with the aura of a Saint.

"Everyone knows that a while ago, the Third Elder represented our Pill Pavilion to watch the trial ceremony of the Sacred Heart Mansion..."

"Now he has returned and brought back major news!"

"Major news? Could it be that the Sacred Heart Mansion has recruited a peerless Prodigy that hasn't been seen in ages?"

"Could it be that there is a Prodigy in the Desolate Ancient Continent even stronger than Wang Teng?"

"Quiet. Third Elder, tell us!"

Immediately, the dozen or so Saints turned their gazes toward the Third Elder, Li Shizhen.

This person was one of the thirty-two Saints who went to observe the ceremony at the Sacred Heart Mansion.

"From now on, it can be said that there is no more Sacred Heart Mansion!" As soon as he spoke, the Saints present were left dumbfounded.

After a long while, Li Shizhen finished recounting the whole process from Lin Bei's appearance at the Sacred Heart Mansion to his joining the Heavenly Court.

"This... I..." Even as Saints, these people had never heard of such a bizarre event.

"Third Elder, you have said so much, but your introduction of this Lin Bei's strength is still very vague..."

Li Shizhen looked conflicted. "This... although I saw the whole thing with my own eyes, I can't explain it clearly. In short, he self-destructed and took away the Middle Stage Saint Peng Huai, but he himself was resurrected!"

"Enough!" The old man who spoke at the beginning concluded. "Regardless of the strength of that Lord of the Heavenly Court! And regardless of whether this Heavenly Court will vanish into ashes in the future!"

"But now, you should understand the strength of the Heavenly Court, and you know what to do, right?"

At this moment, an urgent voice came from outside the room. "Old Ancestor, Li Xiu has an important matter to request an audience!"