"That is to say, the child born from a god and an outsider is a demigod. The gods emphasize bloodline, and although a demigod has half of the god's bloodline, it is not pure enough and is definitely not as powerful as a god... But this half of the god's bloodline can enable a demigod to be reborn with the help of the Royal Wing Pill and ascend to godhood in one step."
No wonder no one has succeeded since that mortal sorcerer. It stands to reason that no matter how difficult it is to refine the Imperial Wing Pill, there will always be people who succeed. In the millions of years since ancient times, there should always be someone who succeeded. It turns out that they all miscalculated one thing - their own starting point.
Someone might be able to refine the Imperial Wing Pill, but without divine blood, how could one become a god in one step even if they took it
Bai Lu was amazed at her sharpness.
Mu Lin didn't understand: "Since your master knows this secret, he must be a demigod himself, right? Why doesn't he refine the Royal Wing Pill himself?"
Didn't the first demigod who ascended to heaven refine the elixir himself? You know, even the masters of the alchemy world have a low success rate in refining the Imperial Wing Pill. Even if she has a high level of alchemy skills, she can't guarantee success without being a demigod...
Bai Lu was speechless for a while: "Miss Lin, my master doesn't know how to make pills."
The most important thing in the art of alchemy is talent, so the alchemist industry is still the industry with the smallest number of people in the six realms.
If the demigod can make pills, he can just make them himself and take them, but if the demigod cannot, he can only rely on others.
"Okay, then when do you need me to refine the Royal Wing Pill?"
A ball of purple light appeared in Bai Lu's hand, slowly unfolding into rows of ancient characters with a very gentle and restrained color.
"This is the ancient spiritual contract that my master asked me to bring. If either party violates the terms of the contract, they will be destroyed. If Miss Lin thinks there is no problem, just sign it."
It was just an ancient and complicated confidentiality contract with a teleportation effect. If the other party wanted to refine the Royal Wing Pill, she could be teleported over with her consent.
Mu Lin read it twice, then cut his fingertips and let the blood drip onto the spiritual contract, and the contract was concluded.
Mu Lin opened the box containing the Manjusaka Bodhi hairpin and looked through it carefully. What was rare was that she felt a familiar breath on it, the breath of the gentle embrace she relied on...
Mu Lin's mood suddenly became depressed. She put on a black cloak, letting her eyes and brows fall into shadow again, and then walked out of the door of the auction house.
She did not return to the Dryad Inn where she stayed, but walked aimlessly on the street. She did not know how long she had walked, but when she came to her senses, she had actually walked into a dark alley. The cold wind brought a damp and rotten smell, and the temperature here seemed to be a little lower than other places.
Mu Lin stopped.
"Come out."
There seemed to be nothing unusual around. Mu Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, and a stream of light flashed in his black sleeves. The Prajna God Whip was already grasped in his hand. The next moment, Mu Lin raised his sleeves, and the heavy golden whip in the black mist was like a majestic dragon, sweeping upwards with the force of thunder, and almost leaving an afterimage!
A black figure was split in half in mid-air, and turned into a cloud of black mist with a scream. A few bloody black feathers fell from the air. Mu Lin had killed many monsters in the Demon Realm, and recognized at a glance that these were the feathers of the bird monster crow.
There was deathly silence all around.
"What can I do for you?"
No one answered for a long while. When Mu Lin was in a bad mood, he often had no patience. He swung the magic whip casually, and a deep crack appeared on the ground.
A steady voice came from deep space: "Little friend Lin, why don't you put away your anger and let us negotiate?"
The ambushers knew her background, could they be the grandparents of the Lu family? That shouldn't be the case, aren't the Lu family members nightmare demons? Mu Lin thought, "What do you want? Come out, I won't negotiate with those who hide their heads and show their tails."
There was a sound of footsteps from the other end of the dark alley, and the person who appeared was the short old man Lu, and four dark shadows behind him.
Mu Lin's expression remained unchanged: "Mr. Lu? You really make me feel flattered..."
"Little friend Lin, we came here with sincerity. If you like the Bodhi Hairpin, you can keep it for yourself. What we want is just the news about the Imperial Wing Pill..."
"Oh?" Mu Lin thought of the spiritual contract he had signed and couldn't help but smile: "You are making things difficult for me..."
Mu Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered softly: "I always hate trouble, and I prefer to use a method that solves the problem once and for all."
The roasted crow should be good, but the roasted nightmare is hard to say.
When Mu Lin walked out of the dark alley, a big fire suddenly broke out in the alley. The flames shot up into the sky and the smoke choked people, but it soon covered up the strong smell of blood.
Mu Lin had just thrown the blood-stained cloak into the alley, and now she was only wearing a wide-sleeved dark-colored robe, and walked straight to the city gate. She couldn't stay in Feicheng any longer, after all, she had killed people from two big families, the Dream Demon Clan and the Black Demon Clan.
Mu Lin's steps suddenly stopped, and he tilted his head and said calmly, "Come out."
A little kid came out reluctantly, with two playful pigtails swaying slightly. She tried to look calm on her delicate face, but couldn't hide the fear in her eyes.
She saw her killing someone, Mu Lin thought.
"I, I was just passing by here and was about to leave... What do you want from me?"
The wide sleeves swayed slightly as Mu Lin approached, and the dark color seemed to be stained with blood and murderous aura. "Little girl, you can't even act convincingly when lying, and you still expect me to believe you?"
Panic flashed in Siqi's eyes, but she shouted: "You, you are a member of the immortal race, and you actually sneaked into Feicheng. What on earth do you intend to do?"
The noise just now was too loud, so I couldn't help but use my spiritual power, and was seen by the little girl.
Mu Lin was a little amused: "If you speak any louder, I will kill you to silence you."
Siqi regretted running away from home in this direction. Who would have thought that she would run into a murderous demon from the Immortal Clan? Her teeth were chattering, "You, you dare! My sister is Lady Siyuan of the Bi Cang Pavilion. If you dare to touch me, the Bi Cang Pavilion will not let you go!"
Mu Lin heard the light footsteps in the distance and asked casually, "Sisters? You treat Si Yuan like an enemy. Will she protect you?"
"I...you!" Siqi was speechless. She didn't expect that he would have to use the woman she hated the most to protect her in a life-and-death situation. She felt frustrated and embarrassed.
"I will protect her, of course." A soft but firm voice sounded along with the footsteps. Si Yuan's beautiful face gradually became clear in the night. "Si Qi, come here."
She waved at her.
Siqi bit her lip and glanced at Mu Lin. Seeing that she didn't react, she slowly walked towards Si Yuan, faster and faster, jogging turned into running, and finally threw herself into Si Yuan's arms. Si Yuan's arm patted her back, and for the first time, Siqi found that the fragrance she hated so much was warm and safe.
“…Sister, she is from the immortal clan, and she killed the old man from the Lu family.” Siqi whispered.
Si Yuan remained calm: "Don't be afraid, my sister is here."
This was the first time in many years that the two sisters got along well, but Mu Lin had no intention of appreciating the drama of sisterly love. She said calmly, "Miss Si Yuan, your sister has ruined my good fortune."
Si Yuan knew she couldn't deal with someone who could kill Mr. Lu, so she just smiled sincerely and said, "Bi Cang Pavilion has no intention of being your enemy. Miss Lin, whether you are a fairy or a demon, and what you have done, we sisters don't know anything."
Mu Lin flicked the dust off his sleeves and asked, "How can I trust you?"
"How about exchanging secrets?"
"Si Yuan!" Si Qi couldn't help but call her by her name, and pulled her sleeve in shock and anger. What secret did she want to exchange? No, no!
There was a trace of determination in Si Yuan's beautiful eyes, "I am the descendant of immortals and demons."
"It is an iron rule between the two worlds that immortals and demons cannot marry. If this matter gets out, your family will surely suffer a devastating disaster. There will be no place for you to stay in the immortal world or the demon world. You will be hunted down and killed endlessly from head to toe."
No immortal or demon would dare to joke about this, and Si Yuan couldn't possibly lie to her.
Si Yuan's face was a little pale. She hugged Si Qi tightly, who was full of hatred. "Yes, can we go now?"
Mu Lin nodded, and Si Yuan took Si Qi away.
As soon as she walked out of Mu Lin's sight, Si Qi fiercely shook off Si Yuan's hand and roared, "You might as well let her kill me! What are you talking about? Don't you think it's not enough to harm our family?"
If this matter were to get out, it would be a disaster for Hua Mo Sijia.
"If it weren't for your fairy mother, would my father have died? He would rather commit suicide to apologize than to protect you in front of your grandparents. If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have ruined her life!"
Si Yuan said calmly: "Si Qi, stop making trouble, your mother is still waiting for you at home."
Siqi was angered by her calm tone and shook off her outstretched hand again, "I don't need your hypocrisy! You destroyed my home, and now you want to destroy the entire family? It's all because of you two bitches..."
A love story between immortals and demons. What a love story between immortals and demons. Her mother is the biggest victim!
Si Yuan stared at her with cold eyes: "If it weren't for a piece of trash like you who spoke without restraint, your father wouldn't have died. You know whether your mother hates me or you."
Si Yuan was not without hatred in her heart. Her loving parents parted ways due to their identities. She followed her father back to the demon world, and her bloodline was hidden very carefully and perfectly until that woman entered the Si family, and until her beloved little sister told her grandparents about it. If her good father had not died to protect her, she would have been dealt with long ago.
"You! Great Siyuan, you finally can't bear it anymore, right? I wanted to vomit when I saw your hypocritical face before. My grandparents were all deceived, but I was the only one who knew it all along... You finally showed your true colors!"
Si Yuan looked at her with pity: "Si Qi, you don't hate me, but yourself for being stupid and outspoken. It's you who broke up the family."
"One day I will kill you!"
Si Yuan smiled flawlessly: "I'll wait and see."
She doesn't care about that at all.
Mu Lin had no intention of committing any more murders, but she did not expect to receive some unexpected news. She quickly left Fei City. The Demon Realm had four major exits: northeast, southeast, northwest, and southwest. She walked straight towards the southwest.