The Licentious Cultivator

"Kill him?" An Yin was surprised by East Extremity's thinking.

"There will be no need for that. Our Eight Extremities Palace is a righteous path force. We cannot succumb to such underhanded methods when dealing with lone martial practitioners. Also, this Lu Zheng is one of our Moon Envoys, that is enough ground to bargain with him" The Palace King immediately refuted East Extremity's idea. "An Yin, what do you think of this Lu Zheng? Is he greedy in nature?"

An Yin thought for a while before responding: "No. When he killed Jian Hu inside the strength path incomplete inheritance tower, he still allowed Yu Er Dan to take the strength path incomplete inheritance. Also, whenever we fought beasts, he did not haggle over the beast cores. He was more interested in trading the beast cores he did not need"

An Yin did not tell a single lie. Inside the inheritance ground, after Lu Zheng killed Jian Hu with one strike, he had only threatened the rest in order to affirm his strength and protect himself. After all, blood path experts were generally ostracized on the main world.

After that, when he killed the Starcrow Hounds, he did not hoard the beast cores. He took the initiative to trade them with Immortal Star.

"That is good. It seems this Lu Zheng is a business oriented lone martial practitioner. Even if he isn't of the righteous path, he is not ignorant of our ways" The Palace King smiled. "An Yin, bring me this Lu Zheng. It is imperative that we have a talk together"

"Hmm"

…..

Lu Zheng stood with Cangxiang Ziwu inside the refinement hall before one of the large cauldrons. The cauldron radiated great amounts of heat as the contents inside it turned into small solid scraps that burnt with an ethereal flame.

"You came at an opportune time. I had only just refined the Nether Yin Soul Immortal Pill that you and the rest returned" Cangxiang Ziwu said with a boastful smile.

Lu Zheng shook his head as he understood the meaning behind her words. It had taken her merely three months to refine a rare Immortal Grade pill like the Nether Yin Soul Immortal Pill. Her talent was indeed great.

But Lu Zheng wasn't too astonished. In his previous lifetime, he had grown in Blacksteel Association as a disciple of one of the Seven Great Elders. It would be surprising if such a feat shook him.

Lu Zheng eyed the flames that burnt faintly inside the cauldron. They were almost transparent and burnt sparsely with a faint ghostly sheen.

Although they were nearly out of power from the refinement, Lu Zheng could still sense the powerful fiery nature that they hid.

"What flame is this?" Lu Zheng was truly curious.

"Ah, this?" Cangxiang Ziwu did not expect the question. After collecting herself, she replied, "That is an Immortal Flame, Ghost Fire"

Cangxiang Ziwu paused for a moment before continuing: "I actually have quite an amount of Immortal Flames but this Ghost Fire is the most suitable to refine a pill like the Nether Yin Soul Immortal Pill. Actually, I have been searching for a Mystical Flame for many decades but those things are rarer than a phoenix feather. Ah, no, what am I saying?"

"I understand" Lu Zheng nodded as he recalled Yu Er Dan's request when they were in the aperture fragment. "Mystical Flames are not like other flames. They are bound by bloodlines and cannot be found freely like the other flames. Like, for example, my Vermillion True Flame"

"Swoosh~"

Lu Zheng held his palm out as a droplet of Vermillion Blood burnt into the crimson Vermillion True Flame. The flame burnt brightly as it radiated a searing heat that Cangxiang Ziwu was unable to look at it directly.

Even so, she was unable to take her eyes off it.

"Beautiful" Cangxiang Ziwu regarded the Vermillion True Flame in awe. Faint mirages of golden runes burnt from it before dissipating into nothingness. The golden runes were the divine imprints of the Vermillion Bird Race bloodline.

"It is also because of this that selling Mystical Flames themselves is impossible" Lu Zheng said as the droplet of Vermillion Blood ran out of bloodline power and dwindled out along with the Vermillion True Flame.

Even though the Vermillion True Flame had died out, Cangxiang Ziwu's gaze was still unmoving from Lu Zheng's palm.

After a while, she looked at the man before her: "Impossible? Is there no other way?"

Cangxiang Ziwu's thoughts were moving in only one direction now. She desired a Mystical Flame greatly so she could improve her alchemy abilities and increase her attainment.

"There is another way" Lu Zheng smiled as his thoughts shifted. A small vial flew out of his spatial ring before flying into Cangxiang Ziwu's hands.