Zombie: After removing the impurities, Uncle Nine begs me to come out of seclusion?

Upon hearing Uncle Nine's voice, Su Feng quickly withdrew the purple flame from his hand.

"come in."

After agreeing, Uncle Nine, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai pushed open the door and came in.

"I just asked the staff at the shop, and they said that because it was too late, they didn't have any food to serve, so they asked Qiusheng and the others to buy some hot dishes from nearby."

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu carried in a jar of soaked rice wine.

"Young Master Su hasn't eaten all day, he must be hungry."

Soon, Qiu Shengwen placed the roast duck, roast goose and other hot dishes he had bought on the table, and poured a cup of strong rice wine. This belated dinner was incredibly tempting.

Strangely, Su Feng did not feel hungry.

If Uncle Nine hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have realized that he hadn't eaten for two days.

In the past, after a fierce battle, having exhausted too much spiritual energy, one simply couldn't survive without a proper meal.

But now I feel like I don't need to eat human food, and I can be full just by drinking the wind and eating the dew.

"Young Master Su, do you not have an appetite for the food?"

Seeing that Su Feng was sitting on the bed and didn't seem to be planning to come over, Uncle Jiu asked softly.

"No, I just felt hungry too."

Su Feng smiled and agreed, then took his seat.

How could he possibly refuse Uncle Nine's warm hospitality?

"I didn't expect Uncle Nine to have the leisure to enjoy drinking wine."

Su Feng smelled the wine in his glass, raised an eyebrow, and smiled.

He thought tonight was a night to discuss serious business.

Uncle Nine smiled and said, "Wine can ward off the cold, and a small amount of alcohol can also refresh the mind and boost courage. Today, Young Master Su fought against the bronze-armored corpse alone, so he should have a cup or two to refresh himself."

Su Feng didn't refuse, ignoring Qiu Shengwencai who was wolfing down his food, and clinked glasses with Uncle Jiu.

After a satisfying meal, it was natural to get down to business.

"Young Master Su, regarding the matter of the Nine-Life Evil Infant, do you have a solution?" Uncle Jiu put down his chopsticks, his usual serious expression returning.

Su Feng wiped the grease from his mouth and said softly, "Uncle Jiu should know that this Nine-Life Evil Infant is quite powerful, but now that the Marshal's wife has become its target, many spells cannot be used easily."

Most Taoist techniques are extremely lethal.

Bajiquan, Palm Thunder, and other martial arts techniques would be too much for Michelle to handle if they were to injure her!

Therefore, Su Feng alone is enough to deal with the Nine-Life Evil Infant. However, now that there is an additional condition that he cannot harm Michelle, the situation immediately changes.

Uncle Nine frowned and sighed, “I understand it’s difficult… but we don’t have much time left.”

"The Nine-Life Evil Infant is clinging to Lianmei like this, absorbing her yang energy day and night, which has a great impact on her."

“I understand Uncle Jiu’s concerns,” Su Feng said softly, leaning back in his chair. “But if we act rashly, we will only alert the enemy. I’m afraid that the Nine-Life Evil Infant will be born prematurely, and the Marshal’s wife will still not be able to be saved.”

Although being born prematurely would greatly reduce the magical power of the nine-times evil infant, it is not impossible to do so when forced into a desperate situation!

Seeing Uncle Nine's worried expression, Su Feng felt helpless.

Just then, Uncle Nine seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up as he looked up, "My junior sister knows a lot about spirit infants, maybe she has a way!"

“That’s a good idea,” Su Feng nodded.

He almost forgot that Aunt Zhe was also present when the Ninth Generation Evil Infant was stolen.

With her around, things really do get twice as good with half the effort.

After coming up with a solution, Uncle Nine couldn't wait to get up and cupped his hands to Su Feng, saying, "Then I'll set off now to ask my junior sister for help!"

Seeing this, Qiu Shengwen quickly said, "Master, it's so late, let us go!"

"You all just stay here," Uncle Nine said, pursing his lips. "If I don't go myself, my junior sister won't be willing to help."

Sending two apprentices to relay a message like this would only make it seem insincere...

Although Uncle Jiu knew that going to Aunt Zhe's Taoist temple was like "a lamb entering a tiger's den," he had no choice but to risk it all for Lianmei!

As if he had made a great decision, Uncle Nine left the room in one go.

"I think I saw tears in Master's eyes just now?... Was it just my imagination?" Wen Cai muttered to himself, pouting.

……

The Taoist temple is just outside Shuilian Town, not far at all. If we hurry, we might be able to get back before dawn.

Uncle Nine hurriedly went downstairs, and just as he ran out the door, he bumped into someone's shoulder.

"Ouch..."

The person who was hit sat down hard on the ground, wincing in pain.

Uncle Nine, belatedly realizing what was happening, helped the person on the ground up with an apologetic expression. "I'm so sorry, I was in a hurry, so..."

"Hey! Aren't you Uncle Nine?" The man, wearing round-framed glasses, was not angry at Uncle Nine's recklessness; instead, he smiled.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu didn't recognize him, the man introduced himself, "Don't you recognize me? We met before in Renjia Town. We even had tea together back then!"

"Ah..." Uncle Jiu then remembered the identity of the person in front of him, "So it's Factory Director Zhao."

Previously, when I had morning tea with Mr. Ren in Renjia Town, Director Zhao happened to be there as well. However, I didn't know much about him, only that his family owned a winery and was a wealthy family.

"I didn't expect Uncle Jiu to be in Shuilian Town. Perfect timing! I have something urgent that I need your help with. I wonder if Uncle Jiu is free now? Would you like to come and sit with me at the Zuixiang Restaurant next door?"

Factory Director Zhao spoke urgently, gripping Uncle Jiu's arm tightly and refusing to let go.

"I'm in a hurry, how about the day after tomorrow... or tomorrow!"

The most urgent task is to ask Aunt Zhe for help. Requests from others can wait. Nothing is more important than Sister Lian.

But Director Zhao was displeased upon hearing this and insisted, "This won't do! This is a serious matter for me, and it can't be delayed!"

"Director Zhao... I really do have something urgent to do, and it's a matter of life and death!" Uncle Jiu didn't know how to explain, and he couldn't just walk away.

"Hey, hey, hey! This is also a matter of life and death for me! A distant water can't help a nearby fire, but since we've met here, it must be fate. Uncle Jiu, you have to help me! Name your price!"

With a pipe dangling from his lips, Director Zhao arrogantly declared that he was determined not to let Uncle Jiu leave.

This really worried Uncle Nine. He realized that if he didn't leave soon, he really wouldn't be able to leave. In desperation, he had no choice but to bring up Su Feng.

"Here's what we'll do, Director Zhao. I know someone who can definitely help you. This person's magical power is far superior to mine! Whether it's a demon or a monster, as long as he takes action, there's nothing he can't handle!"

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu apologized to Su Feng in his heart.

There's really nothing we can do about it.

"Oh? There are actually people more powerful than you?"

"Of course! There are always people more capable than you! This young master Su is on the second floor right now, in the room closest to the door. If Director Zhao has any concerns, feel free to go up there."

Upon hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Factory Director Zhao's eyes lit up, and he loosened his grip. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Uncle Jiu withdrew his hand and slipped away without even saying goodbye.

"Young Master Su, right... Alright, let's go up and take a look."

Factory Director Zhao ignored Uncle Jiu, spit out a smear of smoke, and swaggered into the inn.

……

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai ate almost all the food on the table, and drank most of the rice wine as well.

The two still felt they hadn't had enough fun and planned to go to the nearby Zuixianglou Restaurant for a few drinks.

“Uncle Jiu told you to stay at the inn obediently. If he finds out you’re running around like this…” Su Feng joked from the side.

Qiu Sheng waved his hand with a smile, "Don't worry, Young Master Su, once Master leaves, he won't be back tonight."

His expression was also cheeky, which made Wencai chuckle along with him.

Su Feng naturally understood the meaning behind their words, and raised an eyebrow, "You two are always causing trouble for Uncle Jiu instead of practicing your skills. What will you do if you run into trouble in the future?"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai exchanged a glance, then walked a few steps to Su Feng and said sincerely, "Why don't you teach us a couple of moves, Young Master Su?"

"Yes, seeing how brave Young Master Su was when facing the bronze-armored corpse today, even Master couldn't help but praise him. So if Young Master Su just teaches us a move or two, we'll be able to hold our heads high in front of Master!"

The two of them were thinking of getting something for nothing, but there's no such thing as a free lunch.

“Cultivation is not something that can be accomplished overnight. You two should put in some hard work yourselves…” Su Feng was too lazy to lecture these two lazybones on behalf of Uncle Nine. He waved his hand and said, “Clean up the table and leave. I need to rest.”

While Uncle Nine is away, we must make the most of this rare moment of leisure.

Qiu Shengwen's suggestion was rejected, and he lowered his head in disappointment. However, he didn't dare to be arrogant in front of Su Feng, so he had no choice but to obediently clear the table and get up to leave.

Just then, the door suddenly opened from the outside, and a well-dressed middle-aged man walked in.

As soon as the man entered, he glanced around the room and, without a word of greeting, immediately shouted, "Which one of you is Young Master Su?"

"Hey? Isn't this Director Zhao?" Qiu Shengwen blinked and immediately recognized the person in front of him.

Factory Director Zhao recognized the two men in front of him and nodded slightly in affirmation of their words. He then turned his gaze to Su Feng, who was sitting in the corner.

"So, you must be Young Master Su?"

Su Feng narrowed his eyes, coldly staring at the man in front of the door, without responding.

Factory Director Zhao, however, pulled up a stool and sat down with an indifferent expression, revealing a lewd smile. "Oh my, just as Uncle Jiu said, Young Master Su is indeed a handsome man!"

He recounted how he had run into Uncle Nine downstairs.

"...Since Young Master Su has received such high praise from Uncle Jiu, he must have some skills! So, I'll get straight to the point. I've recently run into a big problem and need Young Master Su's help. There will be a generous reward after it's done!"

Director Zhao's behavior and words completely placed him in a superior position, displaying an arrogant and condescending attitude.

Su Feng had never liked arrogant guys like this, and his expression remained indifferent.

On the contrary, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's eyes lit up when they heard the words "generous reward," and they quickly sat down and surrounded Director Zhao.

"Director Zhao, what trouble have you run into?"

"So, how much money will we get after this is resolved?"

Faced with Qiu Shengwen's question, Factory Director Zhao looked smug, raised his chin and laughed, "Money? I have plenty! As long as you can help, I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai exchanged a smile, feeling they had gotten a great deal, and then quickly turned to look at Su Feng.

"Young Master Su, this Factory Manager Zhao is in the brewing business. He owns several wineries and is a very, very big player—"