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Chapter 1046 Blood and Flesh Return to the Closest Relatives
A crisp cracking sound!
Two figures, one after the other, sped across the vast, frozen land, occasionally causing cracks to appear in the ice.

The climate is so strange. It's clearly springtime, but Putuo Prefecture feels like the dead of winter.

The clouds swirl, and a heart-wrenching roar comes from the dark air currents—ice vapor from somewhere on the ground, the culprit behind the abnormal climate change.

"The lungs of the Arctic?"

Zhou You obtained a crucial clue from the bitter soup pharmacist and pondered something.

From behind came Lord Mingjian's question, "Lord Nanchen, shall we continue forward?"

“I see that the temperature gets lower and lower as we go forward. Water freezes into ice and iron turns to powder. Unless we are Earth Sect masters who can ‘build a city’ around ourselves and isolate ourselves from the influence of the external climate, we won’t be able to hold out for long.”

The words were frozen solid as soon as they were spoken, then fell to the ground with a thud and shattered into pieces.

Suddenly, Zhou You's body trembled; the message from the Bitter Soup Pharmacist had arrived.

"Lord Akemi, please rest here for a moment. I'll go over there first!"

The evil alchemist, Qi Wei, had already refined the 'medicinal catalyst' and disappeared into the basin with the medicine furnace. Without a doubt, he was heading to the 'Ice Polar Lung Palace'.

Although he didn't know Zhou You's ultimate goal, Zhou You felt he couldn't let him succeed.

Just as Lord Mingjian was about to speak, a figure flashed before his eyes, and Zhou You's figure disappeared into the icy snow.

It turned out that Zhou You used his fist intent and fist spirit to break through the air, and his speed was as fast as lightning.

He exhaled and watched as the ball of air crackled and popped from the cold, then fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

After an unknown amount of time, the Heavenly Kings of the Buddhist sect arrived nearby. "Lord Mingjian, what are you waiting for?"

"Oh no, Lord Nanchen ignored my attempts to stop him and rushed ahead. It's freezing there!"
Oh oh oh!
The huge cave entrance on the ground spews out thick black gas, the purest, coldest air from the earth's core.

A divine weapon flew into the black mist, instantly solidified in mid-air, and then shattered into powder on the ground.

"In such a frigid place, can it be used to refine medicine?"
The speaker was Dongfang Daqian, who was accompanied by Mu Leizheng. This female martial arts expert had snow-white eyebrows and hair, which was obviously a sequela of the invasion of her martial arts golden body by cold energy.

Strangely enough, she hadn't yet advanced to the Grandmaster level, but after rashly entering this area, she actually managed to hold on.

Dongfang Daqian turned to her and said, "Don't be fooled by the fact that it's just the two of us going into danger. Actually, my companions are hiding somewhere, watching us from the shadows!"

"They're all driven by self-interest; they won't show up unless they see real financial gain!"

"Mu Leizheng, this is quite a stroke of luck for you. If you can leave alive this time, I will guarantee you a future as a Grandmaster."

Upon hearing the word "Grandmaster," Mu Leizheng's eyes lit up with interest.

"Well, here we come!"

The red light descended from the sky precisely, pouring into the entrance of the cave, causing the icy air to plummet and exposing the passage inside.

Taking this opportunity, Dongfang Daqian, along with Mu Leizheng, chased after the direction in which the red light disappeared.

"That red light just now had a strong medicinal fragrance, but also carried a hint of blood. It was the Evil Pharmacist, Seven Flavors!"

The sentence appeared and disappeared in the icy wind, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Deep within the Earth's core, in the heart of the icy polar region!
"Great Gentleman, are you ready? The Evil Alchemist is here!"

After Zhou revealed his true identity, he asked the gentleman in a cold tone.

The Five Flavors Pharmacist was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves. "That bastard is here! I'm going to clean house and beat him to death!"

"But I can't let you kill him. Seven-Flavor Pharmacist is extremely important; he needs to complete the final step of the Martial Saint Pill!" Three-Flavor Pharmacist remained silent for a long time before asking, "I have a question: what exactly is the Martial Saint Pill?"

What else could it be but a miraculous elixir unprecedented in history?
But the Three-Flavor Pharmacist wouldn't ask a meaningless question; he must have noticed something.

Before Zhou could answer, a loud laugh replied, "Senior brother, you've come to ask me this question. He's a rough fellow, good for fighting and killing, but asking him about the Martial Saint Pill is putting him in a difficult position!"

The red light landed, splashing up intense fragments of light and the fragrance of medicine. In an instant, the entire cave became warm as spring, completely different from before.

The evil alchemist Qiwei finally arrived. He stood on the medicine furnace, looking down at his two senior brothers, and sighed, "You two old men have wasted your youth, gaining the title of spirit alchemist in vain, but achieving nothing."

"It has to be me, Qiwei, the pioneer of the medicine-making industry!"
"My Martial Saint Pill is an absolute miracle in the history of alchemy. You would never even dream of what it is!"

"The Martial Saint Pill, as its name suggests, is the Martial Saint among pills, and is naturally extraordinary!"

At this point, Qiwei turned to Dajunzi and nodded to her, "It's good that you've come!"

For a moment, he froze, carefully examining the gentleman's features, and said sadly, "You look just like her!"

"That bastard Feng Jun can't even protect his own wife, yet he can still have you by his side to keep him company and make him miss you. He's getting off easy!"

The evil pharmacist Qiwei sighed, "Now that the time has come, I feel a little heartache."

"Great Gentleman, you are the main ingredient of the Martial Saint Pill..."
"The Martial Saint Pill is a miraculous pill that transcends all other medicines, and it is also a person. You are the only main ingredient in the world."

"I've been planning this for years, and I've finally waited for you!"

The magistrate calmly asked, "Was this plan jointly drafted by you and the lord?"

"That's right. He should atone for his mistakes and make amends. I advised him before that he couldn't be negligent in handling important matters. He can't even take care of his wife and children properly. He's utterly useless!"

After cursing for a while, Qiwei beckoned to the Great Gentleman, "Come here, let me revive your mother!"

Swipe!

The two alchemists, Sanwei and Wuwei, attacked Qiwei simultaneously.

The fellow disciples showed no mercy, even more ruthless and merciless than their enemies. Two horrifying gaps were pierced through the red light.

With a whoosh, a figure appeared in front of the two pharmacists and was instantly shattered into pieces.

It was Zhou.

The fragments on the ground, as if strung together by invisible threads, instantly piled up like building blocks, piecing together the complete 'Zhou Mou'.

A hoarse voice came from his mouth, "Gentlemen, this is the will of the lord!"

The implication is that attacking the evil alchemist Qiwei would be going against the will of the lord and would be an act of treason.

"Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs!" the Five Flavors Pharmacist roared.

"From a public standpoint, a subject should obey his ruler and father; from a private standpoint, children's blood and essence come from their parents, and it is not unreasonable to return them in full!"

Zhou's cold voice echoed around, chilling people to the bone more than the earth's core.
He knelt respectfully before the Great Gentleman, saying, “Back then, the late Lady risked her life to save you and the Lord. She died, but the Great Gentleman lived; now, if the Great Gentleman does not die, the late Lady cannot live.”

“My lord, you have been a sensible child since you were little. This is what the lord said!”

The sharpest blade in the world is undoubtedly the moral blackmail of blood relatives. No matter how powerful you are, you can't withstand this piercing blow.

(End of this chapter)