Mushroom Man

Chapter 314 Peace Within the Tower, Healing the Iron Slave

"I'm back alive..."

Wu Liang opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the shimmering surface of the Forgotten Home River.

Bajiaoshan, a blessed land of tombs, has experienced quite a few life-or-death crises during this period.

I don't know whether this is good luck or bad luck.

To say he was lucky or not, in less than half a year, he found himself in dire straits several times, and was even forced to die once.

But if it were just bad luck, an ordinary person would probably be dead by now.

Yet he managed to escape death and, in just six months, reached the third level of cultivation.

I don't know what will happen in the future...

If he could, he really didn't want to experience the despair of being trapped in a deadly situation again.

He was tired, but he couldn't stop.

The path he chose in life was destined to be fraught with danger, and he was not in control of his own destiny.

The future is still uncertain, but at this critical juncture, he can enjoy this long-awaited moment of peace.

"Owner!"

Yan Zhaodi's energetic and joyful voice reached my ears.

Wu Liang collected his thoughts and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Then Yan Zhaodi hopped and skipped over impatiently.

For Yan Zhaodi, seeing her master return safely always gives her a great sense of security.

She feared that one day her master would leave and never return, leaving her trapped here, to die alone.

Therefore, whenever her master returned, Yan Zhaodi was always the first to greet him, just to fill that tiny bit of insignificant sense of security in her heart.

"It seems you've had a good rest during this time..."

Wu Liang remained calm and composed.

At this moment, Yan Zhaodi's dark circles under her eyes, which had previously appeared due to her daily mushroom cultivation, were gone.

Instead, they appeared full of energy.

"Uh-huh!"

“Master, Zhao Di has been strictly following your instructions these days, sleeping all day long, waking up and sleeping again.”

"When Zhao Di was sleeping, she even dreamed that her master praised her!"

Yan Zhaodi raised her chin, looking like she was asking for praise.

After simmering mushrooms for half a month and resting for two or three days, you can be fully rejuvenated.

One can only say that he truly deserves to be called a genius in the Dao of cultivation, possessing a naturally divine physique.

Wu Liang nodded slightly, quite satisfied with this.

He reached out and patted Yan Zhaodi's little head, offering words of encouragement without reservation.

“Very good, Zhao Di is very well-behaved and obedient.”

"I happen to have some mushroom processing work to do for you these next few days."

"Now that you've recovered your strength, I'm relieved."

As soon as this statement came out...

Yan Zhaodi had initially been secretly pleased that her master had praised her.

But when she heard that she had to start making mushrooms again, her face immediately fell.

Once upon a time, as a prodigy in the art of alchemy, she had a particular fondness for mushroom cultivation, often spending her days and nights pondering mushroom recipes and refining mushrooms.

However, ever since she recognized Wu Liang as her master, the constant mushroom-making day and night has given her an instinctive aversion to it.

This is why Yan Zhaodi, not wanting to disappoint her master, worked diligently and without complaint.

If it were anyone else, they probably would have quit long ago.

Looking at Yan Zhaodi's expression, Wu Liang naturally understood what she was thinking.

He shook his head and said, "Zhao Di, with great power comes great responsibility."

"Now, the only person who can help me is you."

"Once this period is over, we will both be able to relax."

"At that time, I will find a way to escape from the Demon-Suppressing Tower and let you see the outside world."

"Right now, I've just escaped danger and need some time to stabilize, so I still need your help..."

Wu Liang was already very skilled at making grand promises, and could do it with ease.

He knew Yan Zhaodi very well, and getting her to obey him was even easier than fooling Ao Miaoyin.

as predicted……

After hearing these words, Yan Zhaodi's previously droopy face immediately became excited.

'Oh my god, Master actually said he needs me!'

"Yes, my master has left his hometown and is all alone. Now, I'm the only one who can help him."

'As my master's only support, if I don't work hard, my master will surely be heartbroken, won't he?'

As Yan Zhaodi's thoughts raced, she made up her mind.

No matter what, we must not let our master down.

"Master, don't worry."

"Zhao Di doesn't know how to cook anything else, but she can cook mushrooms as much as she wants without getting tired at all."

Yan Zhaodi clenched her little paws and waved them fiercely twice, looking full of fighting spirit.

Wu Liang smiled faintly, then said, "Zhao Di has never disappointed me."

"By the way, how's your teaching going, Xiao Hong, all this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhaodi immediately said with exasperation, "Master, Xiao Hong is too stupid!"

“Zhao Di teaches her how to cultivate mushrooms every day, but she still hasn’t reached the level of a cultivation apprentice.”

"Judging from Zhao Di, she has absolutely no talent for mushroom refining."

Wu Liang nodded slightly, not surprised at all.

After all, not everyone possesses such outstanding talent in alchemy as Yan Zhaodi.

Even ordinary mushroom masters need several years of dedicated study to reach the level of a cultivation apprentice.

Even he himself, who had studied Daoist cultivation at the Wu family academy since childhood, was only a mere Daoist apprentice after more than ten years.

Not to mention that Lady Red's memories have been erased, and she needs to learn from scratch. "It seems that the idea of ​​creating a group of alchemy mushroom masters in this Demon Suppression Tower will not work in the short term."

"Since Madam Hong is not good at cultivating the Dao, then let her take the path of slavery."

"Now that I'm in the Dragon Palace, I should have the opportunity to acquire quite a few slave-path mushrooms..."

Wu Liang seemed to be deep in thought, and he already had a general idea of ​​what Madam Hong's arrangements were going to do.

He strolled leisurely while pondering.

Before long, Wu Liang led Yan Zhaodi to a raised mound of earth.

"rise!"

Wu Liang gave a cold shout and casually raised his hand.

The next moment, the mound exploded!

A zombie, its skin peeled off and covered in blood, immediately came into view.

Clearly, this is a second-stage blood corpse transformed from the Third Young Master.

The blood-soaked corpse was horrifying, its face covered in rotten flesh, making it nauseating.

Yan Zhaodi was terrified of these ghostly corpses, and her face turned pale with fright as she hid behind Wu Liang.

Wu Liang not only didn't find the blood corpse disgusting, but was actually quite satisfied with its repulsive appearance.

"Very good, the blood corpse has been cured, the effect is quite good."

"Although the number of revolutions is low and there is no intelligence yet, the second-revolution blood corpse already has a certain ability to heal severed limbs."

"If he continues to improve, he should be able to become an important fighting force under my command."

Wu Liang stroked his chin, thinking about this.

There are two paths to the refining of a blood corpse in the memories of the Blood River Ancestor.

One path is to refine it into a Blood Puppet, and the other is to follow the refinement path of the Blood Ghost Corpse.

The former focuses on quantity, while the latter focuses on quality.

Wu Liang will undoubtedly choose the Blood Demon Heavenly Corpse as his ascension path.

Once the Blood Corpse can be refined into the Blood Ghost Heavenly Corpse, along with the White Bone Corpse Demon that Bone True Man will refine later, he will have two great flying zombies under his control.

At that time, among the five flying zombies, only the Five Plague Zombies, Nightmare Zombies, and Asura Zombie Kings will remain unmastered.

In the memories of the Blood River Ancestor, there was a recipe for the fifth-level Asura Corpse King.

At that time, Wu Liang can refine his old body into the Asura Corpse King.

One day, if he could gather all five flying zombies, he might even be able to develop a killing move based on them.

One idea after another came to Wu Liang's mind.

However, it's too early to think about such things right now.

Wu Liang suppressed his distracting thoughts, and with a single glance, he ordered the blood corpse to bury him back down.

"Let's go see the Iron Slave."

Wu Liang nodded slightly and immediately headed towards the stone house.

This time, he entered the Demon Suppression Tower and specifically asked Ao Miaoyin for mushrooms, all for the sake of obtaining the Iron Slave.

Iron Slave, as a third-level Strength Mushroom Master, is an important combat force besides Bone Master.

If his injuries can be healed, it will be of great help to him.

It won’t take long…

Inside the stone house.

Wu Liang stood before the twisted, stinking iron slave, his brows furrowed.

Iron Slave had been kept alive by the Angry Mushroom, but as time went on, his injuries had worsened.

At this moment, the only hope is that the Spring Mushroom, comparable to a third-tier healing mushroom, can save its life.

"Whether we live or die, it's up to fate."

"If that doesn't work, I will make you work for me as a zombie in the future."

Wu Liang spoke slowly, his tone icy.

If the Iron Slave were still conscious at this moment, he would surely be so angry that he would die.

If you're a puppet while alive, and a zombie after death, you might as well not live at all!
Unfortunately, the Iron Slaves had no choice...

With a cold expression, Wu Liang tossed out the Spring Mushroom.

The lush green spring mushrooms spun around, unfurled their caps, and cast a pale green halo.

Enveloped in the aura, the Iron Slave's horrific injuries began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Iron Slave gradually regained his vitality, and his complexion became increasingly rosy.

The bones were creaking and cracking, as if they were being reconnected.

The already rotten flesh fell off and new flesh quickly grew in its place.

However, the Iron Slave never awoke...

Wu Liang's face darkened when he saw this.

With a casual flick of his finger, he activated the third-stage Healing Mushroom and the second-stage Life-Giving Mushroom.

A wisp of life force, combined with the spring mushroom, healed the Iron Slave's body.

Iron Slave, who had been emaciated due to massive blood loss, was also restored to full size with the help of the Blood-Regenerating Mushroom.

Even so, Iron Slave remained unconscious and weak.

"Could it be that the delay caused brain damage and loss of consciousness?"

Seeing that the spring mushrooms had been completely depleted and had failed to revive Tie Nu, Wu Liang couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

It seems that Iron Slave ultimately failed to survive; his appearance is clearly no different from those who are brain dead.

Wu Liang stopped activating the Life Mushroom and the Healing Mushroom, completely abandoning the Iron Slave.

He shook his head and turned to leave.

But at this moment...

Iron Slave suddenly opened his eyes!
Wu Liang felt something and suddenly turned around.

Then he saw Tie Nu staring intently at him, uttering a faint, indistinct sound.

"Ah..."

(End of this chapter)