Oh no! I, the weakling, have become the villain!

If he was reduced to this state after just one collision with the Blood Demon, wouldn't he be in even worse shape if he had repeatedly rammed into the Blood Demon?

Fortunately, he was a seventh-grade alchemist. Otherwise, wouldn't he be the one being tortured here?

The Blood Demon Hall is truly terrifying!

Xu Yao turned to look at Cheng Feng, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed his words.

Forget it, these are not things he should concern himself with. He understands the principle that the more you meddle, the faster you die. He doesn't want to die right now.

Xu Yao continued walking forward, and although he didn't want to look, he couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

Xu Yao soon noticed that one cell was different; there were no Blood Demon Hall members in this cell, only an old man.

The old man was still sitting there drinking water, completely oblivious to any sense of crisis.

It formed a stark contrast with the adjacent prison cells.

The cell was very small, so it's normal that they didn't notice it when they arrived.

This place is hell on earth, and what about this old man?

Chengfeng followed Xu Yao's gaze and quickly spotted the old man.

As if he knew what Xu Yao was thinking, he explained before Xu Yao could speak: "I don't know who this old man is either, but he's been here for a long time. He's served good food and drink every day, and the hall master comes to check on him every now and then."

The old man was clean and not disheveled.

He was served the best food and drink, and the Blood Demon would come to see him every now and then. According to Xu Yao, this old man must be no ordinary person!

It might be beneficial to build a good relationship with this old man.

Xu Yao hesitated for a moment but still walked over and stopped at the cell door.

Seeing them approach, the old man finally raised his head, looked at Xu Yao, and then turned his gaze to Cheng Feng.

The old man raised his hand and waved it, pointing somewhat disdainfully at the tea on the table, saying, "Chengfeng, go back and tell Blood Demon to get me some better tea. This tea is too awful; it's all bitter."

Hearing this, Xu Yao's lips twitched, his face full of speechlessness.

No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like he's ever been to jail. To be able to stay in jail like this, this old man is really something.

To Xu Yao's surprise, Chengfeng nodded directly.

Seeing that they still hadn't left, the old man raised an eyebrow and asked, "What, aren't you leaving yet? Want to come in and have some tea?"

Xu Yaozheng didn't know how to start the conversation, but upon hearing this, he simply nodded.

"In that case, I shall respectfully comply!"

Xu Yao turned to look at Cheng Feng, and was about to ask Cheng Feng to open the door when he saw the old man stand up. With a wave of his hand, the lock was opened.

"This is not a good place to drink tea. Come on, I'll take you to a better place."

He then walked out.

Xu Yao was completely stunned as he watched the man turn and leave. Was this a prison sentence?

Is this what it means to go to jail if you can just leave whenever you want?

How come this is different from what he imagined about going to jail?

Since the old man can get out, why is he still here? What, does he like the smell of blood here?

This made Xu Yao even more curious about the old man.

They left the prison without anyone stopping them, and the old man seemed to know the place better than Chengfeng, as he simply pressed a button to leave.

No one stopped him along the way, and the people from the Blood Demon Hall all nodded to him, looking very respectful.

Soon they arrived at a secluded courtyard. As soon as they entered, they could smell a fresh floral fragrance. The entire courtyard was filled with flowers, except for a small path in the middle that was completely bare.

They went straight in, and the old man invited them to sit down. He then took out a small paper figure and threw it out, and the paper figure quickly disappeared from their sight.

The old man sized Xu Yao up and down and said, "Are you the new alchemist of the Blood Demon Hall?"

Xu Yao was somewhat surprised, not expecting the old man to even know this.

The old man sniffed and said, "He smells of herbs. Who else could he be but an alchemist?"

Xu Yao raised his arm and smelled it. He did indeed have a faint scent of Blood-Regenerating Grass on him, which was an essential herb for refining Blood-Regenerating Pills.

However, the smell is very faint; you can't smell it at all unless you sniff carefully.

Besides, Xu Yao is an alchemist, and he's extremely sensitive to the smell of herbs. How could he be inferior to this old man?!

This made Xu Yao even more curious. What kind of old man was this, and how could he be so powerful?

The old man sighed, as if lamenting something, and said, "The Blood Demon Hall hasn't had an alchemist for a long time. There was Zhihua before, but I didn't like her because I didn't think she was a good person. I didn't expect another alchemist to come today."

"Boy, what rank alchemist are you?"

Although he didn't know why the old man was asking this, Xu Yao honestly replied, "Seventh rank."

After all, there's no point in hiding it. The old man can come and go freely in the Blood Demon Hall, and it would be easy to find out if someone wanted to ask, since he's the only alchemist in the entire Blood Demon Hall.

He was now wondering how the Blood Demon Hall, though not very large, was not very small either, and how it knew of an alchemist before he arrived.

Rank 7.

The old man lowered his head as if he were muttering something.

A maid came in carrying a tray with tea and some snacks.

The old man would never come out unless there was something wrong. Even if he did come out, it was to have tea with the Blood Demon, so they would always prepare extra cups.

The maid nodded to the old man and said, "Master Chen."

The old man grunted in response and said nothing more. Instead, he turned to look at Xu Yao, his eyes lighting up as if they were glowing.

Seeing the old man like this, Xu Yao couldn't help but shudder, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

Xu Yao chuckled twice, and was about to say something when the old man raised his hand and placed it on Xu Yao's arm, looking at Xu Yao with a smile.

"A seventh-grade alchemist, huh? Can you refine some Rejuvenation Pills, Marrow Cleansing Pills, Foundation Establishment Pills, and the like?"

The Rejuvenating Elixir makes people look younger and more beautiful, and the duration of its effects depends on the purity of the elixir.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill cleanses the marrow and meridians, and can be of great help to those who cultivate.

Foundation Establishment Pills can be consumed during cultivation to consolidate one's cultivation more quickly, making one stronger than other cultivators of the same level.

These three kinds of pills are always very popular as soon as they are introduced.

However, this was not a difficult task for a seventh-grade alchemist. Xu Yao nodded, somewhat puzzled as to what the old man was trying to do.

Seeing Xu Yao nod, the old man became even happier.

"Good, very good, very good. Now go and refine the pills. Tonight I'll take you to a great place, a place you've never been before."

Alchemy, now?

Seeing that Xu Yao didn't speak, the old man thought that Xu Yao was worried about the time, and said, "Just make one first."