Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

Turning into the old street, I could see Lei Zheng sitting at the door from afar.

He slumped on the broken bamboo chair, crossed his legs, and puffed on a pipe.

Smoke billowed from his nostrils and drifted slowly upwards.

He looked like a lazy bum basking in the sun, waiting to die.

"Uncle, you seem to have a pretty easy life."

Luo Chen walked closer and made a joke.

Lei Zheng rolled his eyes, pulled the pipe out of his mouth, and chuckled twice.

"Kid, thanks to you, are you leaving now?"

"Haha, not bad, uncle is a grateful person."

Luo Chen glanced into the blacksmith shop.

The stove went out, the anvil grew cold, and not a single tool remained hanging on the wall.

Even the piles of scrap metal in the corner were cleared away, leaving only an empty, dilapidated house.

Lei Zheng followed his gaze and glanced at him as well.

There was a hint of reluctance hidden in that glance.

After all, he had been working in this shop for decades, making a racket every day. Although he hadn't made a name for himself, he had touched every brick in the shop, and every piece of equipment was his old companion.

He took a puff of his cigarette.

He exhaled his reluctance as a cloud of blue mist.

"This is just a final bit of leisure. I don't believe you're trying to trick me into going to Great Wilderness City with you, just to be a blacksmith and a gatekeeper."

Lei Zheng squinted.

Luo Chen smiled inwardly.

I laughed at how much this old guy thought about.

With your skills, you can't do anything except guard the door.

That's what I thought, but I didn't say it out loud.

We have to give Lei Zheng face.

This old guy is stubborn; he'll easily get angry if you try to contradict him directly. Don't let him slip away.

Right now, we really need someone like him to guard the gate.

"Uncle, don't overthink it. You'll see when we get there. Let's go."

Lei Zheng stood up, tapped his pipe on the sole of his shoe, and nodded.

The two left the blacksmith shop and reunited with Tang Yu and her daughter.

At the alley entrance, Tang Yan was already waiting, supporting Tang Yu.

Tang Yu's complexion was much better than yesterday; at least she could stand on her own.

Lei Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing Tang Yu and her daughter.

He sized up the two women.

The sickly woman had no spiritual energy fluctuations whatsoever; she was just an ordinary person.

A young woman, holding a sword, with a cold face, was actually at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Why did this kid bring back two more people?

Tang Yan was also sizing up Lei Zheng.

The old man was dressed in coarse cloth and short clothes, and he looked like a blacksmith.

Her cultivation level—she couldn't even see through it.

The three people nodded to each other without saying a word.

Luo Chen gave a brief introduction: "This is Uncle Lei Zheng, this is Aunt Tang Yu, and this is Miss Tang Yan. From now on, we are all family."

family?

Lei Zheng's lips twitched, Tang Yan raised an eyebrow, while Tang Yu didn't react much, only nodding slightly.

The four walked out of Daling City.

After walking for more than ten miles, the roadside became increasingly desolate, with sparse trees and yellow dust everywhere.

The sun was scorching hot, and the road surface cracked with fissures.

Lei Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Young man, this journey is three thousand miles. You're not going to walk the whole way, are you? You should at least hire a carriage!"

It's so far away, it would take ten days to half a month to walk there even if my legs were to break.

His old bones can still hold up, but what about the sick woman?

Tang Yan nodded as well.

She supported her mother with one hand and wiped her sweat with the other.

"Yes, Master, the journey is long, and my mother's health can't handle it. Should I go and buy a carriage?"

Luo Chen glanced at them and smiled.

"You're overthinking it. If we're talking about laziness, I'm lazier than you. I'm not going to walk back."

After saying that, he had a thought.

A huge black shadow appeared out of nowhere.

call--

Its wingspan was more than five zhang (approximately 10 meters) wide.

The iron-gray feathers gleamed with a metallic sheen in the sunlight, each one as if cast in iron. The golden pupils, with their two vertical golden-black irises, swept coldly over everyone present.

"Iron-feathered Eagle!"

Lei Zheng took a step back, Tang Yan's hand rested on the sword hilt, and Tang Yu's eyes widened.

The three of them exclaimed in unison.

This thing is no ordinary spirit beast.

The Iron-feathered Vulture is fierce and can tear tigers and leopards apart. Most Foundation Establishment cultivators would avoid it.

The key is that it is extremely difficult to tame; it is wild and will rather die than submit.

The number of forces in the entire Northern Region capable of controlling this beast can be counted on one hand.

Tang Yan paused for a moment, then turned to look at her mother in surprise.

"Mother, you recognize this spirit beast too?"

Tang Yu coughed lightly, somewhat embarrassed.

"Mother heard it from others, and because it was special, Mother remembered it."

Tang Yan didn't suspect anything further and turned back to keep staring at the Iron Feathered Vulture.

The beast stared at her, its golden eyes unmoving, and a low gurgling sound came from its throat.

Tang Yu shifted her gaze from the Iron Feathered Vulture to Luo Chen, her mind churning with a multitude of thoughts.

Who exactly is behind this young man?

Even using an Iron-feathered Vulture as a mount—such extravagance is something even the true disciples of the top sects in the Northern Region might not possess.

Lei Zheng put the pipe back in his mouth and took two puffs to calm his nerves.

"I never expected you to have such a rare spirit beast, kid. No wonder you left the city at such a leisurely pace. If you had released it in the city, you probably wouldn't have been able to return to Great Wilderness City."

He was telling the truth.

If the Iron-feathered Vulture were to be displayed openly in the Great Spirit City, it would undoubtedly attract countless eyes.

Open robbery and theft, murder for treasure—it's difficult to leave safely!

This made him see Luo Chen's extraordinary qualities even more clearly.

The secrets surrounding this kid are deeper than he imagined.

Luo Chen glanced at Lei Zheng.

"To be honest, uncle, I was afraid I would lose my temper and kill someone, so I troubled you all to come this far with me. Please don't take offense."

Upon hearing this, the corners of the mouths of all three people twitched simultaneously.

Can't control your temper?

kill?

In Great Spirit City?

What a joke.

Do you think the Golden Core cultivators of Great Spirit City are vegetarians?

How could a Grandmaster at the lowest level say that killing people in the city is as easy as crushing an ant?

He'd be more likely to be crushed by someone else.

Luo Chen ignored their expressions.

He took out five Beast Spirit Pills and casually tossed them to the Iron Feathered Vulture.

The five pills traced five streaks of light in the air, radiating a rich aura of blood energy.

With a wide-open beak and a flick of its tongue, the Iron-feathered Vulture swallowed all five Beast Spirit Pills.

"Old Eagle, you've had a hard day. Here are five Beast Spirit Pills. I'll give you five more when we get back."

The Iron-Feathered Vulture's golden eyes lit up instantly.

It made gurgling noises in its throat and rubbed its huge head against Luo Chen.

Ten Beast Spirit Pills.

This is enough to elevate its cultivation level to another level.

Each of these pills is worth 20,000 spirit stones, and they are extremely rare and expensive; ordinary cultivators never even have the chance to see one.

I threw away five at once today, and I kept calling out to my master, Daddy, in my heart.

No, it's great virtue.