Chapter 598: Taking Medicine

Chapter 598: Taking the Medicine

Inside the Kangning Hospital, within a suppression room where walls, ceiling, and floor were wrapped in thick foam layers, Li Huowang lay on the bed, bound from head to toe, his eyes locked with Wu Cheng's.

Hearing what Li Huowang had just said, Wu Cheng gave a faint smile. “You want to speak with the boss? Of course you can, but only if you agree first. Otherwise, you won’t see him.”

Li Huowang’s expression began to waver, showing clear reluctance and frustration. He sighed helplessly upon seeing Yang Na’s image on the tablet.

“Fine! I agree with you! Let me talk to your boss on the phone! Not a single cent of my interests will be taken away!”

Wu Cheng nodded approvingly, tapped the tablet once, and soon a sharp-featured elderly man with a white buzz cut and short mustache, dressed in a suit, appeared before Li Huowang.

He sat on a rich brown high-end sofa, wearing dark sunglasses that hid his face completely, making it impossible for Li Huowang to tell whether he was looking at him or not.

An old man who insisted on the Elixir of Longevity—this logic wasn't hard to deduce.

“Li Huowang,” the old man said directly, calling out his name. “Let me introduce myself. My name is Xu Shou. You can call me Old Master Xu.”

Li Huowang stared intently at the man, memorizing every detail of his appearance, preparing for what was to come.

This man was the one behind Wu Cheng and Wang Wei. If he wanted to resolve everything, he had to eliminate this person!

Indeed, Li Huowang had merely pretended to agree, just to deceive them. He never intended to serve as their tool.

“Old Master Xu, may I ask a question? Why are you going to such lengths to mess with me? What exactly do you want?”

Xu Shou, seated on the sofa, leaned forward slightly. “What I want doesn’t need to be told to you. First, you must show your worth.”

“I’ve seen the video of you turning gold. But I don’t believe it. With today’s technology, anything is possible. Now you must prove your value. I need to see you actually produce something real.”

Li Huowang sneered. So this old man didn’t trust him either, afraid he might be a delusional lunatic.

Clearly not believing him, yet still desperate, it seemed the man was close to death.

“Wu Cheng, it’s your turn. Remember, only when you personally see him produce something should you call me back.”

With a sharp *click*, the tablet went silent.

Then, Wu Cheng placed it down and took out a box of pills from his white coat pocket. He shook it gently, and a handful of capsules spilled into his palm.

He held them up to Li Huowang’s face. “It seems just agreeing isn’t enough. If you want to bargain with the boss, you’ll have to show your worth. How about it? Shall we begin?”

Li Huowang looked at the pills in his hand, then glanced up at his face. “Are you sure these things work?”

“Of course. I’m very certain. These pills are highly effective. Of course, there are some side effects.”

“Now forget everything that Yi Donglai taught you. Let your past self return and prove your strength. Show me whether you truly possess supernatural abilities or if you’re just a delusional mental patient.”

The metal mask from Li Huowang’s face was removed. The bitter capsules were forced into his mouth.

He chewed them with his teeth, then tilted his head back and swallowed the bitter mixture of saliva and pills.

As soon as they went down, Li Huowang’s consciousness blurred, his thoughts grew sluggish, and his senses gradually faded. Wu Cheng’s figure began to blur.

A pen appeared before Li Huowang. As it swayed left and right, Wu Cheng’s voice came like a distant echo into his ears.

“When I say ‘now,’ close your eyes. ‘Now.’”

Li Huowang slowly closed his eyes. Everything in the room vanished from his mind, eventually becoming a pitch-black void.

This darkness, combined with the strange effect of the medicine, made Li Huowang feel as though he were in a dream.

“Now, you feel yourself returning to that bizarre world, back to Daliang. Tell me, what else do you see?”

In the darkness, new things emerged—many flames, many fragments assembling around Li Huowang until they formed a dim cave.

The mural of the twisted cross-shaped Gushen on the wall reminded him of his situation—he was trapped inside the Cross Temple of Aojing Sect.

Just as he tried to move, he realized he couldn’t. He was sitting in a blood rune formation, even more troubling: his body was missing his right hand and feet, and only three fingers remained on his left.

“Erjiu, how do you feel?” Hearing the voice, Li Huowang looked up and saw a familiar face—the National Master of Daliang, Huangfu Tiangang.

“You? It makes sense. I should’ve known. In this place, those who use thunder magic are rare—only you could be behind it!”

Li Huowang looked at the man with disgust. “You’re allied with Doumu’s heart serpent! And you still dare claim no connection to the Forgetful Dao!”

Huangfu Tiangang frowned at the changed Li Huowang. “What nonsense are you spouting? The Forgetful Dao has been dead for ages. I am the National Master of Daliang—I answer only to the Emperor.”

“Get lost! Even now, you still try to sow discord between me and Gao Zhijian? Do you think I’ll believe that?”

“If the Daliang Emperor doesn’t kill you, it doesn’t mean the emperors of the Daliang lineage don’t want to. You can deal with the Daliang lineage so easily only because you can be used. Otherwise, you’re a danger to the entire world.”

“You can’t even lie properly. Hahahaha... Huangfu Tiangang, stay out of the Forgetful Dao or you’ll ruin its reputation.”

Li Huowang laughed coldly. With difficulty, he raised his remaining arm, pulled a small saw from the torture kit, and without blinking, jammed it into the flesh near his waist.

“Want the Elixir of Longevity, huh? Fine! Here it is!”

As Li Huowang raised his hand with only three fingers, a lightning bolt struck. His finger was severed.

Without hesitation, he thrust the severed finger deep into his throat and pulled. “Gaghh~”

With a violent retching sound, Li Huowang opened his mouth wide and vomited the mushy capsules onto Wu Cheng’s face.

Wu Cheng endured the nausea, wiping and shaking his head. Finally, he even stripped off his coat to clean his face.

But just as he lifted his head, he saw Li Huowang bleeding from his abdomen, holding a small saw, his eyes gleaming with cruelty as he stared straight at him.

“Wait… wait a minute!”

Before Wu Cheng could finish, Li Huowang lunged forward, covering his mouth with his hand, baring his white teeth and biting fiercely into his face.

“Ugh! Ughhhh!!”

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