The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

“Damn it, there’s no other way!” Fang Lin cursed, watching as the woman in the white robe gradually took shape again. If she were fully formed, he’d be done for.

The thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng was scared out of its wits and wanted to escape, leaving Fang Lin behind. However, before it could make a move, Fang Lin grabbed it.

“What are you doing? I don’t want to die with you! Let me go!” The Corpse Ginseng screamed, believing that Fang Lin wanted it to act as a scapegoat.

Fang Lin chuckled, showing no worry on his face. He calmly stashed his spear into his bag, then pulled out something.

It was a lotus pedestal, beautiful and splendid, emitting a refreshing fragrance. Just a glance at it made one feel delighted.

“What is this? Can it be eaten?” The Corpse Ginseng stared at the lotus pedestal and asked.

“Eat your head! This is for escaping!” Fang Lin rolled his eyes, instantly biting his tongue and splashing his blood on the lotus pedestal.

The lotus pedestal immediately burst out with colorful light, as if it had come alive. Fang Lin and the Corpse Ginseng were enveloped by this multicolored light.

The woman in the white robe’s body formed completely, and her terrifying aura spread out once again. However, at that moment, the lotus pedestal vanished from the spot with Fang Lin and the Corpse Ginseng.

The woman’s face twisted in rage as she let out a ghostly howl, clearly shocked and unwilling. This was the first time in many years that someone had escaped from here.

The Blood Lake dried up, but the Ghost Mountain remained!

In a secluded mountain region in Qian Country, which was mostly inhabited by birds and beasts. In the deepest part of the mountain, there were also some extremely formidable Demon Beasts.

Just then, a ray of multicolored light descended from the sky, startling the beasts who began to scurry away or hide to observe cautiously.

Under the multicolored light’s cover, a splendid lotus pedestal appeared, and on it stood a pale-looking young man and a ginseng that looked like a big carrot.

Fang Lin, holding the Corpse Ginseng, descended from the lotus pedestal and put this precious item into his bag. He looked around and a smile appeared on his face.

“I finally escaped.” Fang Lin laughed. With the strange power of the lotus pedestal, he became the first person in hundreds of years to escape from Ghost Mountain Blood Lake.

“That scared the hell out of me. With such a great thing, why didn’t you use it earlier? Is something wrong with your brain?” The Corpse Ginseng sarcastically remarked.

Fang Lin ignored its nonsense. He had it protect him as he started to recover from his injuries and rest right on the spot.

“Sigh, looks like it’s up to me again. First, you owed me twenty ancient medicinal herbs, now you’re relying on me again, so make it thirty. No backing out, or I’ll turn the tables on you.” The Corpse Ginseng murmured, but it took its guard duties seriously. It kept a close watch on the surroundings with its lecherous eyes. The wild beasts hiding in the shadows were intimidated by the Corpse Ginseng’s aura and trembled on the ground.

Fang Lin wasn’t worried about anything. This should be a safe place where he could relax and heal completely.

As for the lotus pedestal, it’s actually a treasure Fang Lin obtained from the third floor of the Pill Pole Tower. It had the ability to teleport, making it a priceless treasure.

Because of the lotus pedestal, even when Fang Lin entered a frightening place like Ghost Mountain, he had a fallback plan and didn’t have to worry about being trapped in Ghost Mountain.

Of course, there were also limitations to using the lotus pedestal, and the restrictions were significant. Once used, it couldn’t be used again within ten days, and the teleportation distance depended on the user’s strength.

With Fang Lin’s strength, the lotus pedestal could be used to teleport only a few hundred miles at most.

But even at Ghost Mountain, that was more than enough for Fang Lin to escape from danger.

Speaking of which, Fang Lin had encountered danger time and time again this time, narrowly escaping each time. Even thinking about it now made him break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, all that was over now. The most important thing was that he had survived and even gained quite a bit. He also managed to kill Gu Daofeng, the potential threat.

Of course, it was a pity that he didn’t kill Gu Hanshan and the woman in the green robe. Both of them posed a great threat to Fang Lin, and they were both from the Hidden Kill Hall. He had no idea when they would go against him again, so he had to be on guard at all times.

In addition, Ghost Mountain Blood Lake, which is a forbidden place, can now be said to be only Ghost Mountain left. The secrets of the Blood Lake have been revealed by Fang Lin, and the Blood Lake has even dried up.

After two hours, Fang Lin felt some movement in his Message Transmitting Jade Slip. He took it out and discovered that Elder Su was trying to contact him.

Through the contact, Fang Lin learned that Elder Su was also safe and sound. During his entanglement with the three Heavenly Origin powerhouses, he was rescued by Zhuge Cang and others from Black Cauldron City.

However, Elder Su was severely injured. Thankfully, he had taken a healing pill in time and was out of danger.

Elder Su worried about Fang Lin’s safety and contacted him as soon as he regained consciousness. Upon confirming that Fang Lin was also alive, Elder Su was relieved. He then advised Fang Lin to hurry back to the Purple Mist Sect as it was the safest place.

After finishing his conversation with Elder Su, news came from the Purple Mist Sect. Han Yinyue had noticed that Gu Daofeng had quietly left Pill Sect and could not be found anywhere. She had also received news of Fang Lin and Elder Su being attacked at the border of Qian Country. Worried, she had sent the message to inquire about their situation.

Fang Lin briefly explained the situation. Of course, he mentioned what needed to be said and hid what didn’t.

Han Yinyue asked Fang Lin to disclose his location so she could send someone to pick him up.

Looking around, Fang Lin had no idea where he was. He could only tell Han Yinyue that he’d inform her once he figured out his location.

After ending the communication, Fang Lin continued to meditate, waiting until the night passed and the day arrived before standing up.

His injuries were healed and his inner strength and vigor were nearly fully restored. This time, Fang Lin was not stingy and directly took out three ancient medicinal herbs to give to the Corpse Ginseng.

“Hey, hey, hey, why only three? It should be thirty, right? Are you trying to cheat me?” The Corpse Ginseng protested in dissatisfaction.

Fang Lin chuckled without saying anything, simply grabbing the Corpse Ginseng and stuffing it back into his Nine Palace Bag.

After that, Fang Lin left the mountains. It took him several hours before he finally reached a town.

With a Jade Slip, he informed Han Yinyue and waited patiently in the town.

Two days later, the people from the Purple Mist Sect finally arrived. Fang Lin followed them back to the sect.

Upon returning to the Purple Mist Sect, Fang Lin immediately went to see Han Luoyun. After an hour-long private conversation, Fang Lin left.

Just as he was about to go back to his courtyard to rest, Han Yinyue and Han Xiaoxing had already arrived. Fang Lin was speechless; it seemed that rest was out of the question for the time being.