The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

Chapter 62: The miserable Wang Zhen

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"Fang Lin, if you don't give an explanation for this matter, don't blame me for turning against you!" One of the three top disciples said, with a hint of anger in his tone.

No one could keep calm, and several grumpy Wuzong disciples almost rushed up to grab Fang Lin and beat him up.

Fang Lin waved his hands repeatedly and said with a sad face: "Everyone, I am not teasing you, but the Bone Tempering Pill was forcibly taken away by someone five days ago."

"What?"

"That's unreasonable!"

"I'm so angry!"

When all the Wuzong disciples heard that the Bone Tempering Pill had been snatched away, they all became furious and immediately transferred their anger towards Fang Lin to the person Fang Lin was talking about.

"Fang Lin, tell me, who took your bone-hardening pill?" Another superior disciple said coldly.

Fang Lin hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "It's that Wuzong disciple Wang Zhen."

Upon hearing the name Wang Zhen, all the Wuzong disciples present showed disgust and anger.

"It turns out it's him!" The three top disciples looked at each other, and they all saw the deep meaning in each other's eyes.

"Grandma's Wang Zhen!"

"How dare you steal our bone-hardening pill! Does he not want to live anymore?"

"This turtle grandson is so shameless!"

"Go back to Wuzong! Beat this bastard to death!"

Wang Zhen's reputation was very loud in Wuzong, and almost everyone was dissatisfied with him.

The Wuzong disciples present knew that it was Wang Zhen who had taken away the bone-tempering pill that originally belonged to them. It would be strange if they were not angry.

Fang Lin sighed with joy in his heart.

"Wang Zhen, Wang Zhen, my Bone Tempering Pill is not so easy to get. I can't control what these furious Wuzong disciples will do later." Fang Lin said secretly in his heart.

Everyone was yelling and cursing, and it looked like they wanted to tear off the roof of Fang Lin's house.

The three superior disciples looked around at the crowd, and one of them said loudly: "Since that king really took away our bone-hardening pill, then the matter cannot be left alone."

"Yes! You can't forget it!"

"Beat Wang Zhen to death and take back the Bone Tempering Pill!"

"Hit him until he has teeth all over the floor!"

The disciples of Wuzong are all young and vigorous people, and they will resolve any conflicts with their fists. Wang Zhen's behavior has deeply angered these people present.

"Fang Lin, I don't blame you for this. That Wang Zhen is indeed nothing. Let's solve this matter. It has nothing to do with you." The superior disciple turned around and said to Fang Lin.

"Then I'll rely on you fellow apprentices." Fang Lin immediately said with his hands in hand.

At that moment, a group of Wuzong disciples left Fang Lin's courtyard noisily, shouting about beating and killing, and ran back to Wuzong.

Fang Lin tidied up the yard and waited for the good news to come from Wu Zong.

That night, news came from Wuzong. After Fang Lin learned about it, he almost laughed his nose out.

It turned out that in the afternoon, a group of Wuzong disciples surrounded Wang Zhen's residence. When Wang Zhen came out, these Wuzong disciples swarmed up and directly pushed Wang Zhen to the ground and beat him violently.

Among them, there were several high-ranking disciples, and each one's attacks were darker than the last. The beatings made Wang Zhen howl and scream, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.

A group of Wuzong disciples finally stripped Wang Zhen naked and then dispersed, leaving only the naked Wang Zhen shivering in the cold wind.

If other people were beaten by a group like this, someone would definitely come out to stop it. However, the person who was beaten was Wang Zhen, but no one stood up. There were even several Wuzong disciples who were watching the fun and felt itchy, so they joined in and started ruthlessly. He kicked Wang Zhen twice.

No one sympathized with Wang Zhen. Those who witnessed all this only felt happy and relieved.

After Wang Zhen was beaten, he lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. Finally, Wang Zhen's uncle, an elder, came and rescued Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen's uncle was furious and threatened to find the murderer, but after repeated searches, there was no result at all.

The law does not blame everyone. There were too many people who surrounded Wang Zhen at that time. There were several high-level disciples, and even more middle-level disciples and lower-level disciples were in groups.

Although Wang Zhen's uncle was extremely angry, he could only let it go in the end. If he really wanted to hold on to it, it would make the matter bigger and it would not do him any good.

Wang Zhen's beating was in vain.

Of course, the eight bone-tempering pills that Wang Zhen got from Fang Lin were easily taken away by those Wuzong disciples.

Wang Zhen lay in bed for three days before he woke up. When he learned that all his bone-hardening pills were gone, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out again.

When the news about Wang Zhen reached the Dan Sect, many Dan Sect disciples were extremely happy and cheered.

Only Xu Shangao, in addition to feeling relaxed, was also secretly surprised, because he knew that Wang Zhen was beaten so violently, and it was probably related to Fang Lin.

In the Danzong Hall, a slightly pale young man stood in the hall, with a bit of anger and resentment in his eyes.

"That Zhen Sanshan is indeed fake. If I continue to practice, my own meridians may be broken." The young man said coldly.

The first Gudaofeng stood behind the iron case, silent.

"Fang Lin, I have murderous intentions." The young man said again.

Gu Daofeng glanced at him and said lightly: "So what? Do you dare to kill him?"

The young man sneered and said, "Why don't you dare? He's just a low-level disciple. Even if I kill him, who can do anything to me?"

Gu Daofeng frowned, with a cold look on his elegant face, and his eyes looked directly at the young man like sharp swords.

"Let me tell you, that Fang Lin and Han Yinyue know each other." Gu Daofeng said in a deep voice.

When the young man heard this, he was stunned, and then there was a hint of disbelief and resentment on his face.

"How could Yinyue know Fang Lin? This is impossible!" the young man said through gritted teeth.

Gu Daofeng sighed and said, "Not many people know about this, but I tell you, Han Yinyue also went to Fang Lin's yard and talked there for a long time."

The young man's originally furious expression suddenly became calm, and his expression was extremely cold.

"If you say that, my murderous intention towards Fang Lin has become even stronger." The young man said with a grin, his whole person filled with a sinister aura.

"Right now, we can't kill him." Gu Daofeng only had such a simple sentence.

The young man snorted coldly, turned around and left the hall.

"First, I'm afraid the eldest son is very dissatisfied." The old man in white from the Dan Pavilion walked out from the side and said with a faint smile.

Gu Daofeng smiled slightly and said, "Let him go."

The old man in white smiled and said: "The First Master values the eldest son so much. No matter how talented Fang Lin is, he is just a stepping stone under the eldest son's feet and is nothing to worry about."

"Indeed." Gu Daofeng nodded with deep understanding.