I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 470 Your order is wrong!



Chapter 470 Your order is wrong!

Lu Yangyang felt a slight tremor in her heart.

She hurriedly looked at the cracks at the corners of the stone bed, and sure enough, there were dried bloodstains. On the stone bed, where her hand could reach, there were marks that looked like they had been scraped out with fingernails.

Among those mottled marks, traces of blood that had seeped in remained.

Lu Yangyang could almost imagine how these marks were painstakingly scraped out with fingernails, one by one.

She suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, and her heart felt like it was being gripped by something.

She couldn't even imagine how those so-called pretty girls who had been sent here in the past had ended up here, their hands and feet locked, suffering, desperate, and struggling as they watched their lives slip away bit by bit.

Lu Yangyang paused in her attempt to break the iron lock.

She shook out the needle hidden in her sleeve, felt it with her fingers, bent it, hooked it into the clasp, and gently pried it open, freeing her hand from the iron ring. She then did the same to open the clasp on the other side.

Then he jumped out of bed and walked towards the alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace was still burning with burning charcoal. She had never seen how alchemy was made before, so she didn't touch the furnace. Instead, she turned around and went to the wooden frame.

The table was covered with various bottles and jars, and the shelves behind it held boxes of precious medicinal herbs, some open and some covered, such as ginseng, deer antler, he shou wu, and ling zhi. Just looking at the age of the herbs made her mouth water.

Lu Yangyang resisted the urge to pack everything up and take it with her. She turned her gaze to the boxes on the table. Two of the boxes contained red powder. Lu Yangyang dipped her finger in a little bit and brought it to her nose. It was cinnabar.

The portion was not large.

This shouldn't be used to refine those distributed elixirs.

When she was at the Immortal Temple, she casually picked up two pills, crushed them, and examined them. They were so potent that they could cause poisoning; most of the pills contained cinnabar.

It would be a miracle if you didn't get poisoned by ingesting cinnabar on its own.

Some people with intolerance to certain substances may easily develop acute poisoning.

Suddenly, several porcelain vases caught Lu Yangyang's attention.

These porcelain bottles looked larger than ordinary medicine bottles, and they didn't seem to be used to hold pills, but rather some kind of liquid. Lu Yangyang didn't rashly open the bottle caps, but carefully used the needle she had just bent to pinch them open, and a faint smell of blood wafted out.

Lu Yangyang slowly moved closer, reached out and took a candle to shine on the light, and looked inside the bottle through the opening.

The bottle opening was about the size of an egg. Lu Yangyang adjusted the direction of the candlelight and looked at the bottom of the bottle. The next second, Lu Yangyang almost dropped the candle in her hand due to trembling hands.

She took a deep breath before looking down at the bottom of the bottle again.

An eyeball soaking in blood.

It wasn't rotten yet, only had a faint smell of blood, so it must have been fresh.

Lu Yangyang knew it all too well; it was... a human eyeball.

To be precise, it should be the eyeballs of the previous girl who was sent here.

If she hadn't saved Xiu Niang today, then Xiu Niang would be the next one to have her eyes gouged out and be soaked in a bottle.

Lu Yangyang forced herself to open another bottle, suppressing her discomfort. It wasn't fear, but rather the thought that the girl who had looked so vibrant just a moment ago might be gone the next…

She moved the candle closer and slowly looked down at the bottom of the bottle, where she could only see blood.

Lu Yangyang couldn't describe her feelings at that moment, fearing that what she would see next would be even more shockingly cruel.

Just then, Lu Yangyang faintly heard footsteps approaching.

She hurriedly put the lid back on, placed the candle back in its place, and ran quickly back to the stone bed. She then put her hand into the iron ring whose lock had been opened, pretending to be locked up.

The footsteps are getting closer.

Master Shangqing walked to the stone bed, frowned as he looked at Lu Yangyang lying on it. Her feet were not locked. He cursed in dissatisfaction, "A bunch of idiots, what kind of work are you doing!"

He didn't have the slightest air of otherworldly elegance.

Master Shangqing walked to the foot of the bed, grabbed one of the iron chains, and was about to fasten it to Lu Yangyang's feet.

Lu Yangyang didn't move, letting the Taoist priest Shangqing chain both of her feet.

Then they waited quietly for Master Shangqing's next move.

Master Shangqing rubbed his hands together, looked at Lu Yangyang's face, and couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't look closely before, but I didn't expect that such a beauty could come from this remote and impoverished place. She is even more beautiful than the Crown Prince's concubine. We have found a real gem."

"If it weren't for the fact that this batch of pills couldn't wait any longer, I, the Immortal Venerable, would really be reluctant to part with it. Oh well, a little blood won't kill me. Once I become an immortal and attain enlightenment, I'll take a few wives and concubines. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"Hahahaha!"

Master Shangqing chuckled lewdly for a while, then turned and walked back to the table. He clattered around taking some things, then returned to the stone bed, his eyes lingering on Lu Yangyang. He muttered to himself, "Where should this blood come from? Logically speaking, the blood from a virgin's heart should be the best. How sweet it is! It exudes an irresistible fragrance, and the pills made from it are all sweet. But it would be such a pity if such a beauty died."

"Alas, life is full of dilemmas. Such a peerless beauty would surely make the elixir twice as potent, but if blood is taken from elsewhere, the effect might not be as good. It's truly a dilemma. Such delicacies are too precious to pass up; it would be a real waste not to try them. What should we do?"

Master Shangqing seemed genuinely caught in a dilemma, pressing the cold dagger against Lu Yangyang's face, then her neck, and finally down to her heart.

Lu Yangyang could clearly feel the excitement surging from the tip of the knife, as if it wanted to cut her open.

Suddenly, Daoist Shangqing exclaimed, "This immortal is destined to attain immortality and cannot be seduced by beauty! As long as I dig out her heart and use her blood to refine elixirs, this immortal will truly have white hair and a youthful appearance, and live forever!"

"No matter how beautiful a woman is, it's just a superficial appearance. After I've taken her blood, I'll hollow out her body and fill it with mercury to preserve this appearance forever!"

Master Shangqing became instantly excited, his hand gripping the dagger so hard he was about to stab Lu Yangyang in the heart.

Just as his dagger was about to fall, Lu Yangyang suddenly opened her eyes. In the suddenly dilated pupils of the Taoist priest, she grabbed his wrist, twisted it hard, and with a snap, her wrist was broken. As she sat up, Lu Yangyang grabbed his wrist, twisted his arm, and strangled his neck.

Then he grabbed the dagger with his other hand and pressed it against his temple.

“Bloodletting doesn’t start from the head. Your order is wrong, Immortal Master Shangqing,” Lu Yangyang said quietly.

A fine layer of sweat instantly appeared on the forehead of the immortal Shangqing, and his lips trembled. "No, impossible, this is impossible, how could you be awake..."


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