Zongwu: Aspiring to be the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 329 The Miraculous Effect of the Yellow Millet, Joining the Organization

"Am I dead?"

Yin Zhong had died before.

After being killed by the Spirit Mirror, he lay in the ground for hundreds of years, and his condition was basically no different from that of a dead man.

Moreover, because the spirit mirror caused damage to both his soul and body, his soul remained in a daze for the first few hundred years, only able to vaguely and indistinctly sense his surroundings.

Before you know it, decades or even centuries have passed.

It wasn't until the last one or two hundred years that his soul gradually recovered and regained the ability to perceive his surroundings.

If that's the case, often ten days or half a month can pass by in the blink of an eye.

In his final decades, his soul had recovered to the level of an ordinary person, but the injuries to his body made him unable to move at all.

That was a feeling that was even more agonizing than being in prison.

The body cannot move.

But their soul and perception are no different from those of ordinary people.

He could only pass the time by frantically recalling his life and past, engraving it with hatred, and even counting the ants and insects around him.

Falling from a height of several thousand meters, Yin Zhong knew he wouldn't die, but his body would certainly suffer extremely serious injuries.

This kind of injury is clearly unrelated to the soul.

It should bring him back to that period of time.

This refers to a state where the body is completely immobile, but the soul remains unharmed.

"Second Uncle, now that you're awake, don't stay lying here."

A voice interrupted Yin Zhong's thoughts.

Yin Zhong was taken aback.

Then I opened my eyes.

What comes into view is the room's luxurious decor, with gold and snow-white interwoven, exuding an antique charm amidst the opulence.

This decorating style looks somewhat familiar.

But that's not what Yin Zhong is concerned about.

"Why am I here?"

"That's because I saved you, Second Uncle."

Zhou Ming said with a smile.

Yin Zhong sat up: "You? You saved me?"

"of course."

Zhou Ming said, "My second uncle was in a very dangerous situation at the time. If I hadn't come to his rescue, he would probably have been crushed to a pulp."

Yin Zhong snorted coldly and said, "Do I need you to save me?"

He wasn't indifferent to it, but after hearing Zhou Ming's words, he suddenly remembered that Zhou Ming had been pointed at the neck by Tong Bo with a long sword and then disappeared.

At that time, Yin Zhong thought that Zhou Ming's clone had been destroyed by Tong Bo.

But Zhou Ming has saved him now, which means that although Zhou Ming's clone was destroyed, he can recreate it in a short period of time.

Or perhaps he prepared two clones from the beginning...

Therefore, Zhou Ming's disappearance was probably not out of necessity, but rather a voluntary act.

In other words, he simply left Yin Zhong behind.

Having figured this out, Yin Zhong was far from in a good mood.

If Zhou Ming were still alive, with his helpers, how could Tong Bo have seized the opportunity to turn the tide and end up in a situation where he might have been killed by a fall?
His face was grumpy, and he asked in a harsh tone, "Where is this?"

Zhou Ming said: "The organization's thirteenth research base, or simply the Thirteenth District."

"District 13? An organization?"

Yin Zhong frowned: "Why did you bring me here? Do you want me to join your organization?"

Zhou Ming smiled and said, "Second Uncle guessed correctly."

Yin Zhong sneered: "I'm afraid this was your original goal, wasn't it?"

Zhou Ming laughed, "Second Uncle is indeed wise. This organization is powerful and full of talented people. Although I am highly valued in the organization because of my personal talent and abilities, I don't have any powerful backers. If Second Uncle could join the organization and form an alliance with me..."

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, but I'm not going to join any organization."

Yin Zhong interrupted Zhou Ming directly.

"Besides, in my current state, I am simply not capable of being your support."

Zhou Ming said, "I have naturally considered my second uncle's situation, but he knows too little about the organization. Have you ever heard of the Yellow Millet Pill or the Inch of Gold Pill?"

"The Yellow Millet Pill?" Yin Zhong was taken aback.

How could he not have heard of this name?

A legendary elixir that can reverse aging.

"Is the ancient clan behind you the same force as the organization that the Wudang Taoist mentioned?"

"good."

"Even so, what use is the Yellow Millet Pill to me? I don't need to rejuvenate!"

"Second Uncle only knows one side of the story. Rejuvenation is merely the superficial effect of the Yellow Millet Pill. Its actual effect is to restore the user's body to its optimal state and maintain it for one hour!"

"What? Back to optimal condition!"

Yin Zhong was shocked.

He had naturally heard of Huang Liangdan's reputation long ago, but he didn't care much about it.

The idea of ​​reversing aging is meaningless to him.

He is immortal and does not age, so why would he need to age again?
But little did they expect that the real effect of this Yellow Millet Pill would be so terrifying!
To restore the body to its optimal condition.

If he were to eat one, would he be able to immediately regain his full strength?
Although it was only for one hour.

But this is already a miraculous effect.

Zhou Ming took out a pill: "This is the Inch Gold Pill, a weakened version of the Yellow Millet Pill. Its effect can only last for a few moments, but it still has the ability to restore you to your best condition. If you don't believe me, Second Uncle, you can try it."

Yin Zhong eagerly took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, the incredibly miraculous effects of the medicine took hold.

Yin Zhong felt a lightness in his body, as if he had shed an endless weight. He used his mental energy to examine his body, scanning his limbs and bones, but found no injuries whatsoever.

He clenched his fist so tightly that the air in his palm didn't even have time to escape before he crushed it.

Whether it's the path of cultivation that focuses on spiritual power or the path of martial arts that focuses on true qi, in the later stages, weaknesses will be addressed.

Moreover, the Dragon God Skill requires the simultaneous cultivation of three elements.

Yin Zhong's physical strength is also incredibly terrifying.

If he were to fight Tong Bo and the others right now, he wouldn't need any fancy tricks; his physical body alone would be enough to destroy everything.

Even if there were ten thousand Iron Guards, let alone a thousand, they wouldn't be able to harm him in the slightest!
Unfortunately, this power only lasted for a few brief moments.

Then, a heavy feeling welled up in his heart, and he felt a faint pain all over his body, which immediately sent Yin Zhong, who had just enjoyed a little pleasure, back to hell.

Despite this, he was still in a good mood. "If this effect could last for an hour..." Yin Zhong was very tempted: "Do you have any Yellow Millet Pills? Give me one. If I recover my strength, not only can I be your backer in the organization, but I could even overthrow your organization and take charge of my own affairs."

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, "As an important resource of the organization, I don't have any Huangliang Dan. Even if I did, and even if I gave it to you, it would be nothing but a pipe dream to overthrow the organization."

Yin Zhong raised an eyebrow: "You probably don't have a proper understanding of my strength."

"I'm afraid you don't have a proper understanding of the organization's strength."

Zhou Ming walked to the window, opened it, and said, "Don't even mention dealing with the organization, you probably can't even handle that thing."

"Ok?"

Yin Zhong also walked to the window and saw the scene outside. His eyes widened in surprise: "What is that thing!"

All I could see outside the window was an ancient city.

Green hills rise one after another outside the city.

Between the mountain peaks stood a colossal humanoid figure, bronze in color, with sharp fangs.

There are also bridges and other strange structures connecting this behemoth to the surrounding mountains.

Even with Yin Zhong's extensive knowledge, he had never seen such a gigantic object before.

"Second Uncle can't recognize it either? Well, it's from an even more ancient era." Zhou Ming said, "Let me remind Second Uncle that this place was called Loulan before it was taken over by the organization."

"Loulan? No wonder this place seemed so familiar..."

Yin Zhongdao.

He also visited Loulan hundreds of years ago.

Suddenly, he paused, startled: "If this is Loulan, then... could that enormous thing be the legendary War Demon God suppressed by the ancient Loulan Kingdom?"

"Indeed, it is the God of War!"

Zhou Ming nodded: "Now, does Second Uncle still think that with your abilities, you can overthrow the organization?"

Yin Zhong fell silent.

The Demon God of War was created by Chi You, one of the overlords of heaven and earth in the late ancient period. It is not only enormous and indestructible, but it can also unleash power comparable to that of a powerful immortal!
In ancient times, there was no clear division of realms.

In ancient times, the term "immortal" was a description with a vast difference between its upper and lower limits.

However, the ancient books of the Tong clan contain a relatively clear description of the power of the War Demon God.

If we consider his current level of cultivation, it would probably correspond to the realm of celestial beings!

With such a powerful ancient weapon standing right in front of him, even Yin Zhong stopped talking nonsense.

Zhou Ming then added, "Moreover, the effects of the Yellow Millet Pill only target the body. It has no effect on the soul. And Uncle, your injuries seem to be more serious in terms of the soul, don't they?"

Yin Zhong nodded helplessly.

However, he was still somewhat unconvinced and said, "Even the Demon God of War has no means to target the soul. Even if I can only restore my physical strength, it is enough to fight him."

Moreover, this kind of behemoth is very difficult to move; it can basically only be stationed in one place. Once it's out of its attack range, there's naturally no need to worry about it.

Zhou Ming laughed: "Second Uncle, have you forgotten that I also joined the organization?"

Yin Zhong was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed.

"Your abilities! Could it be that you can even replicate an ancient weapon like the Demon God of War?"

"Not bad!"

Zhou Ming said, "As I said before, I have a pretty high position in the organization, but I just don't have a powerful backer."

Yin Zhong said absentmindedly, "With your abilities, finding a backer is easy enough, isn't it?"

"The situation within the organization is more complex than you think; there are internal power struggles. It would be easy for me to find a backer, but I don't want to get involved in those struggles. Otherwise, no matter how powerful or rare my abilities are, they can't withstand the brutal factional infighting!"

"This...is true."

Throughout history, there have always been many capable people who did not meet a good end.

Bai Qi, Zhao Mu, Yue Fei, and others were victorious on the battlefield, but they all fell in another battle without gunpowder.

The clashes and swordplay on the battlefield pale in comparison to the battles fought in the shadows.

At least that's how it is for the people mentioned above.

Yin Zhong now basically understands the situation.

Despite Zhou Ming's constant talk of having powerful backers, what he actually needs isn't a real backer, but rather allies who can support each other.

After all, Yin Zhong had personally witnessed Zhou Ming casually copying the Blood Ruyi.

If Zhou Ming wasn't lying, it means he could also easily replicate the Demon God's army.

This not only means that he has solved the problem of the Soldier Demon God being too large and inconvenient to move, but also that he can transform into a Soldier Demon God at any time.

That's truly astonishing.

Even ancient weapons like the Demon God are extremely difficult to control.

But with such a massive size, even if it were thrown like a rock, its power would be enough to kill most of the experts in the world.

Even a grandmaster-level expert would likely die if hit by such a weapon.

If Zhou Ming can learn how to control the Demon God, that would be even more terrifying.

But something chilling to think about is that... Zhou Ming, who possesses such abilities, still needs a powerful backer within this organization to ensure that he doesn't get involved in the organization's power struggles.

And the purpose of doing so is to protect oneself.

This is terrifying no matter how you look at it.

A better idea is that Zhou Ming's ability has some flaw, and the organization happens to know about this flaw, so they can target Zhou Ming directly.

The terrifying idea was that... within the organization, or rather, within that ancient clan, there existed a powerful figure capable of suppressing Zhou Ming, who possessed such abilities, with their own raw power.

If that's the case, Yin Zhong really has to behave himself.

As for joining the organization, that's definitely settled.

Leaving aside how important the miraculous medicine, Huangliangdan, was to him.

Given the organization's terrifying strength alone, he simply couldn't refuse.

Don't be fooled by Yin Zhong's constant talk about how powerful he is at his peak; that's just a way to raise his price and make it easier to negotiate with the organization.

After learning the true effects of the Yellow Millet Pill and personally experiencing the Inch Gold Pill, he had already decided to join the organization.

He knew perfectly well that he was not at his peak at that moment.

Therefore, she never considered refusing Zhou Ming's invitation.

“It’s great that my second uncle is willing to join the organization.”

Zhou Ming said, "Although the Yellow Millet Pill is precious, with Second Uncle's abilities, as long as you are willing to join, the organization will at least give you one."

"Give one as a gift?" A hint of joy appeared between Yin Zhong's brows: "It seems this organization is really generous."

If he knew that most of the early members who joined the organization received the Yellow Millet Pill, he would probably have a better understanding of the organization's generosity.

During that period, not to mention Grandmasters or even immortal gods and demons like him, even Grandmasters could obtain one.

After all, Zhou Ming didn't have many cards in his hand at that time besides these things, so he had no choice but to use them.

With the increasing uses and preciousness of the Perfect Qi, and with the organization's internal rules becoming more and more comprehensive, a Grandmaster would often need to complete countless tasks for the organization to obtain even a single Yellow Millet Pill.

All I can say is that the order in which things happen is very important, no matter what.

(End of this chapter)