The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1294 - Chapter 1294 Chapter 1393 Zhou Meng Submits

Chapter 1294: Chapter 1393: Zhou Meng Submits Chapter 1294: Chapter 1393: Zhou Meng Submits “Whom do you want the Western Moon King to punish?” Suddenly, Fang Lin’s voice rang in Zhou Meng’s ears.

Zhou Meng was startled and immediately stopped walking, his eyes scanning the surroundings with extreme caution.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind blew, and as Zhou Meng turned around, before he could see clearly what was happening, he was grabbed by the Demon Puppet.

Zhou Meng’s face turned pale; just moments ago he had escaped from an assassin of Hidden Kill Hall, and now he had fallen into the hands of the Dragon Family Demon. His luck really was unspeakably bad.

The Demon Puppet held Zhou Meng like one might hold a chicken; Zhou Meng had no strength to resist, nor did he even entertain the thought of resisting.

He joked to himself, “This is the Dragon Family Demon, after all. How many in the Nine Countries could contend with this creature? My cultivation at the fifth level of Spirit Source, daring to strike against this Dragon Family Demon would be like a three-year-old child fighting a grown man. It’s purely asking for trouble.”

Had his Nine Palace Bag not been stolen beforehand, Zhou Meng might have had some confidence. But now that his Nine Palace Bag had been snatched by the assassin from Hidden Kill Hall and he had lost the trump card given by the Western Moon King, he absolutely had no qualification to contend with the Dragon Family Demon.

Fang Lin walked over slowly, looking at Zhou Meng and squinting his eyes, he said, “Old Zhou, I am asking you, how many people from the Pill Alliance entered this place?”

Zhou Meng looked up at Fang Lin, “Fang Lin, let me go, and I will tell you.”

Fang Lin smiled faintly, “That won’t do, Old Zhou is too cunning. If I let you go, who knows when you might run away again.”

Zhou Meng put on a weak front and said with a trembling voice, “My hands are broken, and I’m heavily injured. How could I possibly escape from your sight?”

Fang Lin glanced at Zhou Meng’s broken arm, half of which Zhou Meng still clutched in his hand, evidently planning to find an opportunity to reattach it.

For those with strong Spirit Source, as long as the internal Spirit Source isn’t extinguished, limb regeneration is relatively easy but takes time and consumes a lot of one’s Spirit Source.

However, reattaching a limb is much more convenient. It can be fully restored in a short time without consuming much Spirit Source.

This is also why Martial Artists with Spirit Source have such tenacious vitality. It’s rare for them to die in a duel at the same level, unless the disparity in strength is truly too great.

“Old Zhou, do you realize your situation?” Fang Lin’s smile disappeared, not in the mood to beat around the bush with Zhou Meng.

Zhou Meng’s eyes flickered, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Hurry and let me go.”

Fang Lin said very coldly, “Tell me, why did you come here?”

“The Western Moon King sent us here, merely to scout around, nothing more,” Zhou Meng said, his expression quite candid.

Fang Lin sneered, “Just to scout around? No other purpose? You think I would believe that?”

“The fact is as such. If you don’t believe it, you can contact the Western Moon King yourself,” Zhou Meng said.

Fang Lin shook his head, “Zhou Meng, you don’t need to keep bringing up the Western Moon. Even if he stood right in front of me, I wouldn’t give him the time of day.”

“Fang Lin! How dare you be so presumptuous?” Seeing this, Zhou Meng’s face changed, and he angrily rebuked Fang Lin for his impudence.

Fang Lin looked disdainful, “Is today the first day you have known me, Fang Lin? How powerful is the Inspection Hall? Yet didn’t I overturn it? The Western Moon wanted to kill me, and I wanted to kill him too, but unfortunately, neither of us could kill the other.”

Zhou Meng’s face was filled with horror. What was Fang Lin talking about? Saying he would kill the Western Moon King? Had this guy gone mad?

However, subsequently, Zhou Meng finally understood the ruthlessness of Fang Lin.

The Demon Puppet grabbed Zhou Meng’s severed arm, and before Zhou Meng could react, it forcefully yanked, completely tearing off the remaining half of Zhou Meng’s arm from the shoulder.

Splat!

Blood spurted from the shoulder, Zhou Meng screamed in agony, his body convulsing, his face filled with pain and resentment.

He had already been severely wounded by a Hidden Kill Hall assassin who had cut off half of his arm. Now, the Demon Puppet had violently torn off the remaining part, adding pain upon pain, nearly making Zhou Meng faint from the torture.

Nevertheless, being a Spirit Source Martial Artist, the circulation of Spirit Source within his body soon stopped the bleeding from his shoulder, but his vitality had still significantly suffered.

“Fang Lin, if you tell the truth, I might still let you keep your other arm,” Fang Lin said coldly, showing no sympathy for Zhou Meng’s current plight, his heart utterly unmoved.

Zhou Meng trembled, the pain of a severed arm was not something anyone could endure easily. He had sustained many injuries in his lifetime, though minor ones, and this was the first time he had experienced such excruciating pain.

“Fang Lin, I have told nothing but the truth!” Zhou Meng gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing an unmistakable venomous glare.

Seeing this, Fang Lin sighed, “Zhou Meng, this is really not good.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Puppet had already grasped Zhou Meng’s other arm. Although it had not exerted any force yet, Zhou Meng was already terrified to his core.

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!” Zhou Meng finally gave in, unable to bear it any longer. If his other arm were also torn off, surviving in the Forest of Mist would be exceedingly difficult. Additionally, losing both arms would require a vast amount of Spirit Source to recover, potentially causing a regression in his cultivation.

“Tell me then, what is your true purpose for coming here, and are there others with you?” Fang Lin asked.

Gritting his teeth, fear gaining the upper hand, Zhou Meng disclosed the real purpose of his venture into the Forest of Mist.

“We are here under orders from the Western Moon King to search for a bow. Besides me, a few others have also entered, though I don’t know exactly who they are. It seems they are people from the Pill Alliance Nine Guards,” Zhou Meng said.

Fang Lin’s face did not show any surprise at this. Zhou Meng’s answers were mostly within his expectations.

A bow–Fang Lin had already heard about it from Gu Hanshan and Yin Wuyan, but yet did not know what it actually looked like.

However, that the people from the Pill Alliance Nine Guards had also come here was somewhat surprising to Fang Lin; it seemed that the Pill Alliance placed great importance on the Forest of Mist. Not only had they sent Zhou Meng, a high-level Fifth Layer Spirit Source expert, but also dispatched members of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards.

Fang Lin had encountered members of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards before and was on rather good terms with Duan Qilin, along with two others, but didn’t have much acquaintance with them, having only met them once or twice.

As for the other members of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards, Fang Lin did not know them.

Fang Lin had spent quite some time in the Pill Alliance and was aware of the peculiarities of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards. Although the nine members had the duty to protect the Pill Alliance, the backers of these nine individuals differed.

Simply put, each member of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards adhered to commands from different people.

“Is there anything else you haven’t mentioned yet?” Fang Lin asked again.

ps: Fifth update reached

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