Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

"Go over there and follow the woman with the umbrella. It's best to ensure that someone with a similar bloodline to Wu Yintong is alive."

"I'm staring at the man holding the black bottle."

Xu Yang thought for a moment and made arrangements.

"Hehe, okay." Ge Sanlang chuckled, then turned around and joined the gradually dispersing crowd. The direction he was going was different from the woman in palace dress holding an umbrella in the daytime, but he was not worried about losing her at all.

"By chance, I came here again."

Xu Yang ignored how Ge Sanlang was following him. He raised his eyes and glanced at the old man holding the black bottle opposite him, with a strange look on his face.

This is Wangyue County, where Xu Yang was looking for the entrance to the Yinling Secret Realm according to the map given by Gu Leying a few months ago. A few alleys away is the river with countless cruise ships and pleasure boats.

"Wu Yintong was talking about Batu, who was using evil magic to plot against them. I didn't expect that I'd encountered him before..."

Xu Yang recalled the last time he passed by here. As he was in a hurry to get on his way, he did not stay for long and also rejected the invitation of a local prince to go on the flower boat together.

And that Immortal Master Batuba was none other than the ninth-level Yunling Realm cultivator who was following the local prince. However, no one expected that he had advanced to the Daotai Realm in such a short time.

Xu Yang even had an encounter with the woman in palace dress who had secretly rescued the Wu family's people just now. If nothing unexpected happened, it was the Su family on the pleasure boat mentioned by the housekeeper, a top courtesan who had attracted most of the powerful people in Wangyue County.

"Wu Yintong, Wu Yintong, what exactly is this treasure you're thinking about? You were so excited talking about it that you even forgot to tell me where your home is."

"If I hadn't met Ge Sanlang, a great tracker, along the way, I'd have had to work really hard to find him. You've really given me a hard time."

Xu Yang thought of Wu Yintong and couldn't help but sigh.

Just as Xu Yang was pondering everything, Batu, who was standing not far away at the edge of the execution ground, frowned and muttered, "The resentment and fear collected in the Visor of Resentment is quite sufficient, even exceeding expectations. But why is there one less soul? There should be thirteen."

After Batu finished speaking, he lowered his head and carefully examined the black bottle of resentment in his hand. When he confirmed that there were only twelve souls in it, his expression became very confused.

He witnessed the entire execution and did not miss a single thing.

"Could it be because of fear that one of them was scared to death... What an inferior mortal!" Batu thought about it and tried to find a reason, but now that things had come to this, he could only curse inwardly helplessly.

"Never mind. It's nothing more than finding another batch of unlucky people. Zhao Kuangsheng, this stupid mortal, has been completely bewitched by me and is obedient to my every word."

Batu stroked the black bottle of resentment in his hand, a sinister smile gradually appearing on his face. "Zhao Kuangsheng thought that the Baimeishi Dance Diagram would be his. How foolish! He didn't even consider how a mortal like him could control such a treasure."

"Besides, this isn't a Baimeishi Dance Painting for viewing and enjoyment. To be more precise, it should be called the Ghost King's Reflection in the World Painting."

"Once I succeed in refining this Ghost King's World-Reflecting Diagram, and add that rare treasure, I will be able to travel the world. Moreover, Daotai True Cultivation will not be the end of my Batu's life, but the beginning of my Batu's life!"

Thinking of this, Batu put the black bottle of resentment in his hand into the storage bag, and walked happily towards the Prince Zhao's Mansion in the center of the county city. He had a strong feeling under his feet and felt that the future was promising.

But Batu didn't notice that there was a figure standing not far behind him from beginning to end.

"Good guy!"

"The three Sea-Splitting Realm Ghost Kings are truly a den of evil!"

Xu Yang stood at the foot of the wall opposite the entrance of Prince Zhao's Mansion, looking into the Mansion with surprise. When the various information obtained by Heibao's investigation came into his mind, his face became solemn.

I thought that a low-level cultivator who practiced evil magic would not be able to cause much trouble even if he did, but I didn't expect to see such a horrifying scene as soon as I got here.

At this moment, in the eyes of ordinary mortals, Prince Zhao's Mansion was no different from the past. At most, it felt a lot colder than usual.

But in Xu Yang's eyes, there were gusts of cold wind and ghostly aura in Prince Zhao's mansion.

The place was filled with extremely thick resentment and fear, and there were black chains formed by death energy that appeared and disappeared from time to time, wrapping the entire Prince Zhao's Mansion tightly.

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On the riverbank outside the city, under a weeping willow tree whose branches swayed in the wind, Ge Sanlang curled up his hands and waited for Xu Yang.

When he saw Xu Yang coming over with a bunch of street vendors, he was a little stunned, but he quickly reacted and introduced the two people beside him, "Mr. Xu, this is Su Huiyun, fellow Daoist Su, from the Fox Clan. This is Wu Yinge. He said Wu Yintong is his brother who left home a long time ago and has not been heard from."

"Fellow Daoist Su, the technique you used to conceal your true identity a while ago was truly exquisite. Batu was so close to us that he didn't even notice anything was wrong."

Xu Yang did not ask Ge Sanlang what was going on, but took the initiative to bow and praise Su Huiyun.

The other person was wearing a dark red long dress, her black hair was tied up with only two wooden hairpins, her face was not made up, but every frown and smile of hers was full of bright spring light.

However, she was holding a white oil-paper umbrella, which was somewhat inconsistent with her red dress and looked very abrupt.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xu, you're too kind. It's just an illusion. Besides, didn't Fellow Daoist Xu see through it? How can this be called a trick to deceive the heavens and the sea?"

Su Huiyun also looked Xu Yang up and down. She could see that Ge Sanlang, who was also a demon cultivator, was not pretending to be in awe of the human cultivator in front of him, but was genuinely in awe.

This made her a little curious. The human cultivator in front of her was only at the first level of Daotai Realm, while Ge Sanlang was at the second level of Daotai Realm.

"Master, I heard that you have news about my missing brother?"

At the same time, the middle-aged man standing aside and wearing gray-white prison uniform couldn't help but ask Xu Yang.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Xu Yang turned to look at Wu Yinge and took out a somewhat worn storage bag from his arms. He continued, "This is Wu Yintong's relic. I've removed the spiritual imprint on it and set up a mantra to open it for you. All you need to do is hold the spirit stone in your hand and say 'I want to open the storage bag', and it will open automatically."

"It contains his ashes. He wanted to be buried under the sycamore tree behind your old home."

"My brother has already..."

Wu Yinge reached out and took Wu Yintong's storage bag. He wasn't that sad. The other party had been away from home for more than 30 years, and Wu Yinge had very vague memories of him.

However, after hearing the news of the death of his brother who left home to pursue the immortal path, it would be difficult to say that he was calm. Wu Yinge held the storage bag with a complicated expression on his face. He then thought of how he was inexplicably convicted and his property was confiscated by the government, and finally he was beheaded in public. He couldn't help but feel mixed emotions for a moment.