Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

The lobby of Wanbao Branch was in a mess.

The fat pavilion master trembled all over, his knees sliding a long way on the shattered jade floor.

He held the extremely cold jade bottle in both hands, bowing and smiling obsequiously, forcing a fawning expression onto his greasy, fat face.

"Please calm down, sir!"

"Those underlings are blind and foolish enough to have offended you, a powerful figure from Xuanni City!"

"I recognized that 'Heaven-Suppressing Black Stele' on your back at a glance!"

"Even if my Wanbao Branch had ten times the courage, I would never dare to embezzle the slightest bit of your exquisite treasure!"

The fat old man slid to his knees faster than anyone else.

These words were spoken very smoothly, directly pointing out Lu Chen's earth-shattering and ruthless reputation, clearly indicating that he wanted to use soft words to calm this god of death.

Lu Chen snorted coldly and casually flipped his thick wrist.

The steward, who had been swaggering just moments before but now had his eyes rolled back and his neck broken, was tossed into the collapsed pit of ruins nearby like a sack of rotten grain.

Whether it lives or dies, it's just considered as garbage.

Lu Chen stretched out his large, calloused hand and snatched the extremely cold jade bottle.

The rough nail suddenly flicked.

The seal on the bottle neck exploded on the spot!

A chilling, bone-deep cold aura surged forth from the bottle's opening.

This blood energy was not only cold, but also contained an extremely pungent, nauseating, and malevolent odor, causing a layer of black, foul frost to form in the surrounding air.

The fat pavilion master quickly cupped his hands, his chubby face contorted as he smoothly told a lie.

"My lord, this is the lifeblood of a fourth-tier icy pool dragon, a priceless treasure we've kept for many years!"

"Nothing is more nourishing than this for replenishing blood and energy."

"I'm taking this out today as an apology, hoping to forge a good relationship between us—we became friends after this misunderstanding!"

That old fox speaks eloquently, but his belly is full of harmful poison.

This stuff isn't some kind of nourishing elixir at all!

In reality, it was a bottle of waste blood that he had bought cheaply from a corner of the black market many years ago because he was greedy for cheap prices!

That fourth-tier Yin Dragon was severely polluted by ten thousand years of earthly evil in its lifetime, and its blood is full of incurable poisons. Cultivators, let alone drinking it, would have their bones and tendons rot and turn into a pool of foul-smelling blood if they even touched it with their fingertips.

This old bastard outwardly appears to be bestowing good fortune and cultivating positive relationships, but inwardly he's secretly handing over poison, using others as a tool to kill—his wickedness is extreme.

Lu Chen didn't even give the fat pavilion master a second glance.

The Supreme Blood Furnace inside his chest began to rumble and spin.

As soon as the pure Yang Qi surged, Lu Chen keenly sensed the violent Earthly Fiend contained within the poisonous blood. That power was enough to completely rot the internal organs of a Golden Core cultivator.

Lu Chen understood perfectly.

Is the old fox planning to kill someone using poison?

Lu Chen sneered inwardly.

My body, forged from a thousand layers of iron, is pure Yang and immune to all poisons. I especially enjoy chewing on evil spirits raw! The poisons you sent are all excellent tonics for my body-refining!

Lu Chen accepted everything.

"I appreciate your kind gesture."

He didn't utter a single word of the usual polite, insincere pleasantries.

With a sudden movement, he grabbed the two century-old Yin ginseng plants from the table and stuffed them directly into the man's arms, who was dressed in coarse cloth.

Then, carrying the 100,000-jin black tablet upside down with one hand, his heavy black iron boots stomped across the cracked floor as he strode out of the crumbling Wanbaoling Pavilion.

Wild, brutal, and completely disregarding the rules of the immortal sects.

Watching Lu Chen's broad, mountain-like figure completely disappear into the shadows of the black market, the fat pavilion master's hypocrisy and obsequiousness vanished instantly.

A venomous glint flashed in those tiny, beady eyes.

He had secretly planted a colorless and odorless "Beast-Attracting Soul-Chasing Talisman" at the bottom of that extremely cold jade bottle.

This country bumpkin foolishly took away the Yin Jiao's waste blood. If he swallows even a single mouthful, no matter how tough his body is, he will turn into a puddle of yellow liquid!

Once the burly man turned to blood and died, he would lead the Qingxiao Sword Sect to collect the body, thus legitimately seizing the 100,000-jin heavy stele and making a fortune from the dead!

A closed-loop calculation, flawless.

The desolate, dead-end corner of the borderless black market.

Mud was everywhere, and the stench was overwhelming.

Lu Chen carried the black tablet and deliberately chose to walk in deserted places, and soon found a semi-abandoned underground stone chamber.

He strode in and suddenly exerted force with one arm.

He used the 100,000-jin (50,000 kg) Primordial Evil Stele of the Desolate Bone of Heaven as a door panel, smashing it heavily against the entrance of the stone chamber.

With a dull thud, the entrance was sealed shut.

The ancient malevolent energy inherent in the ominous monument completely isolates it from all external spiritual energy and energy flow.

The interior of the stone chamber was dark.

Lu Chen moved with extreme care, carefully untying the bowstring of the demonic python that was secured to his chest.

He took A-Nan out of the thick wolf skin wrapped in the cloak of the wind and laid her flat on a cool stone bed.

The little girl lay quietly.

The small, jade-colored skeleton was trembling slightly and uncontrollably due to the extreme depletion of energy within its body.

The mutating infant body instinctively and desperately craved the replenishment of immense life force.

A tough guy and a blind girl depend on each other for survival; this is the most realistic portrayal of daily life in the Great Wilderness.

Lu Chen glanced at A-Nan, then immediately sat down cross-legged beside the stone bed.

Alchemy furnace? Fire control technique? Fire control?

Lu Chen completely abandoned any of the utensils and refined manners used in alchemy by immortals!

He simply spread out his large, thick left hand.

With a flick of his thumb, he poured the entire bottle of extremely violent and poisonous waste dragon blood into his large palm!

The moment the Yin Dragon's waste blood touched the skin and flesh...

A thick layer of foul-smelling black frost instantly formed on the skin of Lu Chen's left hand.

The Ten Thousand Year Earthly Fiend desperately tried to burrow into his bone marrow.

Lu Chen completely ignored the deadly poison gas.

With a swift grab of his right hand, he snatched the two century-old Yin Ginseng plants he had just stolen.

"Get it to me!"

Lu Chen let out a low roar and slammed his palms together!

The terrifying gripping power forged from the Thousand Layers of Profound Iron Realm erupted without reservation!

With a crushing force of 100,000 jin, the two Yin Ginseng plants offered no resistance whatsoever and were directly crushed and forcibly absorbed into the pool of highly poisonous blood.

Completely abandoning gentle and mild methods, purely using extreme and relentless pressure to crush pharmacology and toxicity!

Deep within his chest, the Extreme Blood Furnace emitted a terrifying roar, like a volcanic eruption.

The pure yang blood fire, reaching thousands of degrees, surged wildly along the thick tendons towards the tightly clasped palms.

Lu Chen's two large hands had now completely transformed into a heartless, human-shaped grinding wheel of flesh!

One circle to the left, one circle to the right.

Rub and grind frantically!

The intense friction produced a deafening, exploding sound.

Pure Yang overcomes Earthly Fiends, turning decay into wonder!

This was accompanied by extremely wild alchemy techniques.

Hissing white smoke, mixed with the pitch-black, millennia-old Earthly Fiend Poison, gushed out wildly from between Lu Chen's thick fingers.

The temperature in the entire stone chamber rose instantly.

The deepest and most violent deadly impurities in the fourth-tier waste blood were forced out by this extremely domineering method.

It evaporates completely in mid-air, turning into ashes and falling to the ground.

The powerful impact of its raw aesthetics is awe-inspiring.

It took a full half-stick of incense to rub the dough.

The billowing poisonous fog finally dissipated.

Lu Chen took a deep breath and suddenly spread his palms apart.

The deadly waste in his palm had completely disappeared.

In the very center of the palm, there was only a single drop of incredibly rich, crystal-clear, amber-like, top-quality ointment!

This drop of ointment radiates a surge of pure Yang energy, its vitality astonishing.

The divine medicine of creation, forcibly extracted and purified from poison by the ancient body cultivator, directly slapped that black market merchant in the face!

Lu Chen let out a long breath.

Those rough, large hands, capable of tearing apart golden cores and clashing with magical treasures, were now exerting the gentlest force.

He carefully picked up the drop of amber ointment.

He moved closer to A-Nan's head and put the ointment into her slightly open mouth.

With utmost gentleness, he used his rough thumb to wipe away the bits of medicine that had spilled from the corner of her lips.

The extreme contrast of a demon god concocting a divine medicine to feed a young girl reveals a rough yet tender sentiment.

The amber ointment had just entered his stomach.

Suddenly, a dazzling, lustrous light burst forth from A-Nan's slender cervical spine!

The jade-like light quickly enveloped her entire body.

Immediately afterwards, beneath the thin skin, the bones undergoing reconstruction emitted a series of crisp and melodious popping sounds as they grew!

That was a violent backlash triggered by the fourth-order medicinal power entering the body!

This vitality was too immense. Even though the Earthly Fiend Poison had been completely crushed by the Extreme Path Flesh and Blood Millstone, the fierce foundation of this fourth-order great demon still contained energy that was like a wild horse, frantically eroding the little girl's fragile meridians.

A-Nan bit her lower lip tightly, sweating profusely from the pain, and a dangerous crimson hue gradually crept into her lustrous jade-like skin. Even with Lu Chen's pure blood protecting her, forcing the flesh of a young child to bear the creation essence of a high-level alien beast was tantamount to running wildly on the edge of a cliff.

Her tiny, delicate hands gripped the tattered wolf skin beneath her tightly, her small body taut like a bowstring stretched to its limit, letting out a muffled groan of extreme pain, with fine beads of blood even seeping from between her jade-colored bones.

Can the blind girl's small body withstand the impact of this second transformation that defies fate and stand firm on the edge of life and death?