Chapter 66
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Chapter 66: Elder Jiu
Stepping out of the room, Zhou Luo walked thoughtfully toward the pile of spiritual stones.
Given that guy tailing him, it was basically impossible for him to reach Great Elder’s people or speak with them.
Unless he could think of some other approach.
He pondered while walking and soon arrived before the small "hills" piled high.
This was all unprocessed ore yet to undergo special treatment, hence carelessly stacked here.
Behind them stretched a long, dim passage leading to the third floor.
Individuals hauled carts filled with unprocessed ore upward; those pulling the carts had yellowed and emaciated faces, much like overburdened laborers he had seen in his past life.
There was no choice—originally clan members handled transporting this ore, but their collective poisoning forced the ordinary miners to assist.
Zhou Luo halted, observing the group when an idea suddenly sparked in his mind.
Perhaps he could use knowledge from his past life to get to Great Elder’s people.
He turned to Lin Kai, wearing an exasperated expression. "I can’t identify the cause of the poisoning."
Lin Kai stared back, tone icy. "Then let’s go."
Since Zhou Luo couldn’t provide a solution, the family would have to be summoned for reinforcements.
At that moment, Zhou Luo interjected, "Though I might be able to concoct a corresponding antidote."
Lin Kai eyed him skeptically. "How exactly would you achieve that?"
Without knowing the poisoning’s origin, how could one craft a remedy?
Meeting that scrutinizing gaze, Zhou Luo remained composed. "Everyone’s constitution differs. If someone consuming basic antidotes shows symptom relief, I might exploit their case to formulate a targeted antidote."
Lin Kai’s eyes flickered with confusion, failing to grasp his point.
So Zhou Luo cautiously relayed partial knowledge about the "immune system" from his past life.
Basically, he proposed screening the poisoned crowd for individuals whose bodies naturally resisted the poison, then basing the potion formula on their unique physiologies.
"You’re certain this isn’t a fabrication?" Lin Kai arched an eyebrow suspiciously.
He’d never encountered such theories and found them dubious.
"This is our last resort. If you distrust me, family reinforcements are the only option," Zhou Luo shrugged.
He knew well: without Lin Zhi Shou present and barring someone possessing poison crafting skill, the family’s Pill Master couldn’t formulate an antidote.
Upon hearing these words, Lin Kai fell into contemplation.
Not being a Pill Master himself, he harbored doubts about Zhou Luo’s claims yet couldn’t accuse the man of deception outright.
But his duty forbade Zhou Luo from contacting the formation master here. Allowing him to proceed inevitably meant interaction—a decision surpassing Lin Kai’s authority.
"Since you’re helpless, return for now," Lin Kai finally declared coldly.
Zhou Luo offered no objection.
He knew he’d be back here soon enough.
After returning to the first floor, Zhou Luo stayed in his room, took out the bamboo scroll that Lin Shi had given him, and started making potions.
At the same time, Lin Kai quickly went down the mountain, arrived at the second floor of the pavilion down the mountain, and informed Elder Si Lin Tianfang about the previous matter.
A flicker of surprise appeared on Lin Tianfang’s aged face; he lightly tapped the wooden table with his index finger and said calmly, "The family’s Pill Master will arrive tomorrow morning."
Clearly, Lin Tianfang did not trust Zhou Luo and had long informed the entire family.
"Elder Si, how should we handle Zhou Luo?" Lin Kai asked hesitantly.
"Send people to monitor him closely, thoroughly inspect the second floor, and check if any traces can be found," Lin Tianfang said in a peaceful voice.
"Yes," Lin Kai acknowledged the order and departed.
After he left, Lin Hui arrived at the room.
"Have you investigated clearly?"
Lin Tianfang leaned back, rested against the chair back, and spoke leisurely.
Lin Hui bowed his body and said helplessly, "Elder Si, not yet, but I suspect it is related to the Lu Family."
After all, during the daytime, the Lu Family had just finished fighting them, and at night the mass poisoning incident happened; it was hard not to think that way.
Hearing this, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Lin Tianfang’s murky eyes; he stared at Lin Hui and said gravely, "Do you mean the Lu Family planted people inside the spiritual mine?"
Lin Hui did not answer, merely becoming even more respectful in posture.
After a long moment, Lin Tianfang waved his hand and said, "Go, keep investigating. If someone truly betrays the family, kill without any exception."
"Yes," Lin Hui left the room.
Lin Tianfang stared at the desktop and murmured to himself, "Lu Family?"
Speaking, he turned his gaze to the desktop, casually picked up a piece of white paper, and began writing.
About a few minutes later, the white paper was filled with a large amount of text; then Lin Tianfang put it into a special envelope and took out a spiritual symbol to attach on it.
This was a first-rank high-grade spiritual symbol called a restriction symbol; after use, it created a sealing space, and unless someone had a special "key," only cultivators at the eighth level of Qi Refinement or higher could forcibly break it.
Due to its powerful force, it was usually used to lock down areas, but now this precious item was only used by Lin Tianfang to seal this letter, showing how important its content was.
After finishing this, Lin Tianfang summoned a cultivator specializing in message delivery and had him rush quickly to the family to hand this letter to the family head.
The other person swiftly departed.
…
Among the hundred skills of cultivation, there was no skill like medical arts.
Because when a cultivator’s body had an issue, potions could solve most problems, and even if potions couldn’t solve it, cultivators mastering other skills could handle it somewhat.
It could be said Pill Masters basically replaced the doctor profession.
That was also why Lin Kai sought Zhou Luo immediately when this situation arose.
Now that Zhou Luo could not manage it, he had to rely on other Pill Masters from the family.
On the morning of the second day after the mass poisoning, a flying boat stamped with the Lin Family emblem landed in front of the pavilion down the mountain.
Four people came down in total.
Three of them wore specialized alchemy robes; each had a serious expression.
Besides, behind the three was another person.
That person wore a deep black robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns; his angular face showed a shadow, but what was most special were his eyes, sharp like an eagle’s, seeming able to see through all things.
He stood in front with hands behind his back; even the three Pill Masters acted very respectfully near him, showing no arrogance.
Because he was called Lin Xuanfeng, not only Elder Jiu of the Lin Family, but also the hall master of the family’s Law Enforcement Hall.
As hall master, Lin Xuanfeng possessed sharp insight and calm judgment; he excelled at observing details and spotting flaws from tiny clues. Even facing complex cases, he always found the key fast to solve the mysteries.
Therefore, he managed the entire family’s defensive forces, held the greatest power, and was deeply trusted by the family.
For instance, when Zhao Yuan had infiltrated the family openly to kidnap Bai Zhi Yan earlier, he joined that investigation and quickly uncovered the connection between that party and Lin Dao Ming.
Only, with the Great Elder’s strong protection, the matter ended inconclusively in the end.
The arrival of such a prominent figure was, on one hand, to protect the safety of the three Pill Masters, and on the other hand, to uncover the truth of the matter.
