Mortal: Starting by looting Han Laomo's entire herb garden

The young man in the white robe didn't even turn his head; he threw a punch with his backhand.

There was no magic, no spells, just a simple punch, plain and unadorned, yet so fast that even a shadow could not be seen.

The head of the Netherworld Beast leader exploded into a bloody mist along with half of its body and dissipated into the air.

The remaining half of the corpse was sent flying by the force of the punch, crashing into the ground dozens of feet away and carving a deep trench.

Silence fell once again on the city wall.

This time, even the kneeling people forgot to kowtow and just stared blankly.

A young man swallowed hard, his voice trembling: "One punch... and he's dead?"

The village chief finally couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out, "The Bright King Technique! That's the Bright King Technique!"

"The supreme body-refining technique of Buddhism!"

The villagers nearby didn't understand what the Mingwang Jue was, but they could tell that this young man in white robes was incredibly powerful.

Lu Yan leaped onto the city wall, his white robes fluttering gently in the wind.

His gaze swept over the kneeling crowd, and he spoke his first words: "Where is the village chief?"

The kneeling people all looked at the old man with white hair and beard.

Supported by two people, the village chief walked over unsteadily, his cloudy eyes looking at Lu Yan, his lips trembling: "This old man...this old man is Lu Yan."

Lu Yan didn't waste any words and asked his second question: "Do you know where the sunken fish is?"

The village chief paused for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "Sinking...sinking in the pond in the center of the village."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yan had already hoisted him onto his shoulder, jumped off the city wall, and run towards the village.

On the city wall, everyone stared blankly as the white figure disappeared into the village alleyways in an instant.

A villager said blankly, "The village chief...was carried away?"

Another villager scratched his head: "So, are we still kneeling or not?"

"Get up... get up first, the immortal is gone."

People stood up in twos and threes, looking at each other, their relief at surviving the disaster mixed with bewilderment, and for a moment no one knew what to say.

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In the center of the village, there is a pond.

Lu Yan put down the village chief and walked to the pool. He glanced at the pool, then at himself; his storage bracelet was unusable, and he couldn't retrieve his items.

But it's okay.

He turned and walked to the roadside, picking up a wooden bucket that someone had left there.

The wooden bucket wasn't large, and there were water stains on its sides, clearly indicating that it was used by villagers to fetch water.

Lu Yan picked up a wooden bucket and began filling it with water.

One bucket, two buckets, three buckets.

The village chief stared blankly, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

After a while, Lu Yan stacked several buckets and water vats together, glanced at the village chief who was slumped on the ground, nodded, and lifted the water vat with both hands.

Then, he disappeared.

Just as it came, it vanished into thin air.

There was no spiritual light, no teleportation technique, no spatial fluctuations; it simply vanished from its original spot, as if it had never existed.

It disappeared along with the buckets and water tanks.

The village chief sat blankly on the bank, the cold wind howling and the pool still.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming, then plopped down on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

The village chief looked up at the gray sky and muttered to himself, "Where are they?"

No one answered him. The underworld remained gloomy, the wind still biting cold, but all the survivors knew that today, they had been given a second chance at life.

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The second stop.

Before Lu Yan could regain his balance, his head hit something with a dull thud, and his forehead throbbed with pain.

He reached out and touched it; there were walls on the left and right, walls in front and behind, and walls above his head.

It was so narrow that you couldn't even stretch your arms out straight; it felt like you were stuffed into an upside-down iron pot.

"Where is this?" Silver Moon's voice echoed in her mind, tinged with confusion.

It took Lu Yan several breaths to figure out what was going on.

He was inside a cauldron. Judging from its internal space, the cauldron was at most large enough to fit a person.

The cauldron was icy cold to the touch, covered with densely packed runes, from which a faint spiritual light seemed to flow.

He tried pushing the side of the cauldron, but it didn't budge.

He tried smashing it with his fist. The physical power of the seventh level of the Vajra Technique struck the cauldron wall, producing only a dull thud that made his eardrums ache, but the cauldron wall didn't even leave a dent.

can not go out.

Lu Yan tried several more times, punching and kicking, using his shoulders to push, using his back to support himself, and even took out the Nine Heavens Hammer.

After struggling for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he had to admit the truth: he couldn't open this broken cauldron.

Yin Yue said with a mocking expression, "I never thought that Brother Lu would one day be trapped inside the cauldron and unable to get out."

Lu Yan: "…………"

Master Tianfu was quite serious. He carefully sensed the runes on the cauldron and pondered, "These runes are very profound, unlike anything from the human realm. I don't recognize a single one of them."

"so what?"

"So...you'd better think of another way, I can't solve it."

Lu Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to smash the broken cauldron, and began to explore the contents inside.

Two objects were placed at the bottom of the cauldron, one of which was round and slender and was a jade bottle.

A heavy, curved gourd.

He put the two items into his storage bracelet and then returned.

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Sea Monkey Island, a secret cave.

Lu Yan tumbled out of the void and landed back on the futon, letting out a long sigh.

The secret room was still the same secret room; the restrictions remained, and everything was as usual.

He looked down at the two items in his arms: a white jade bottle and a golden gourd. The jade bottle was warm and smooth, while the golden gourd shimmered with golden light, exuding a subtle sharpness.

Lu Yan first unsealed the jade bottle.

As soon as the bottle was opened, a golden light shot out from it at an astonishing speed. It circled once in the secret room and transformed into a golden bird with full feathers and bright, sparkling eyes, appearing to be a living creature.

The golden bird flapped its wings as if to take flight, crashing into the barrier at the top of the secret chamber. It was bounced back and then rampaged through the chamber, causing the barrier's protective shield to tremble violently.

"A spiritual pill?" Master Tianfu's voice boomed in his mind, filled with shock: "This pill has developed sentience and can fly on its own! In all my years, I've only ever seen such a thing recorded in ancient texts!"

Silver Moon was also taken aback: "What kind of elixir can turn you into a bird?"

Lu Yan reacted quickly and grabbed the golden bird.

The golden bird struggled in his palm for a few moments, then gradually calmed down and transformed back into a golden pill, round and smooth, with cloud-like patterns, emitting a faint fragrance.

Lu Yan brought the pill close to his nose and sniffed it, his mind quickly searching for memories from the original work.

It can transform into a bird and fly away.

Could it be the Spirit Elixir?

Lu Yan looked down at the pill in his palm, then at the jade bottle, and had already made up his mind.

That broken cauldron, so narrow you couldn't even turn around, must be in the Guanghan Realm.

As for why he was stuffed into the cauldron, he couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore; he had the item in his hands anyway.

He carefully put the Spirit Elixir back into the jade bottle, resealed it, and stored it in his storage bracelet.

Silvermoon asked curiously, "Do you recognize that elixir?"

"Guess," Lu Yan said casually, picking up the golden gourd.

He unsealed the gourd, and with a thought, a golden light flew out from the gourd's mouth and hovered in mid-air in the secret chamber.