Chapter 129

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Chapter 129: Setting a Trap

"Let’s go and take a look."

As Pan Hong spoke, he walked quickly towards the alchemy workshop. Since he could not remember, it was better to go see directly. Moreover, the Evil Spirit Pill was very tempting to him. Besides, if the person was truly a Medicine Pill Master capable of creating the Evil Spirit Pill, he would want to meet him. Having a Medicine Pill Master on his side would be a good thing.

Soon, Pan Hong and Chief Steward arrived at the hall of the alchemy workshop.

While enjoying tea, Yun Yi quickly stood up from his seat and casually glanced at Pan Hong. This man had a fierce aura, and his eyes were filled with evil and ruthlessness. He clearly looked like someone who was cold-hearted and deadly.

"Yun Yi has come to see his benefactor."

Yun Yi cupped his hands in salute to Pan Hong and said with great seriousness. Seeing him so earnest, even Black Wind was stunned.

As Yun Yi looked at Pan Hong, his eyes were filled with endless gratitude, as if he were seeing a long-lost benefactor, sharing his true feelings.

Such acting was truly unmatched.

Yun Yi called out "benefactor" right away, leaving Pan Hong taken aback. He carefully examined Yun Yi, racking his brain to figure out who this unfamiliar boy was. The boy looked around sixteen or seventeen years old, and Pan Hong wondered when he had ever done anything for someone so young.

Even Pan Hong himself did not know.

Pan Hong quickly helped Yun Yi up. Since he had come to express gratitude, Pan Hong naturally had to show the demeanor that a benefactor should possess.

"Yun Yi, forgive my poor sight. When have I ever helped you?"

Pan Hong asked.

"Ten years ago, a benefactor saved my father in Red Moon City. It seems the benefactor has already forgotten."

Yun Yi said very seriously.

"Your father? What is his name?"

Pan Hong asked.

"My father’s name is Yun Feilong. He said that many years ago, he traveled to Red Moon City and was attacked by bad people. If it weren’t for the benefactor’s help, my father would have probably lost his life. That’s why I came today, to repay my father’s kindness. When I was ten years old, I dreamed of a black dragon circling around me. After waking up, my soul suddenly became strong. Together with my Fire Spirit Body, I chose the path of alchemy. Over the years, I have studied alchemy and obtained many formulas. I know that this Evil Spirit Pill can help the benefactor, so I came here specifically."

Yun Yi said earnestly.

"Yun Feilong?"

Pan Hong frowned; he was confused by this young man several times. Not to mention the name Yun Yi, he had never heard of Yun Feilong before.

"People who are kind often forget things. Back then, when you saved my father, it was just a casual act. You didn’t even ask for my father’s name, but my father can never forget such a big kindness. Until I repay this kindness, I cannot find peace."

What Yun Yi said was so heartfelt; it seemed very real.

Black Wind on Pan Hong’s shoulder tightly shut his mouth, his little cat paws scratching at his belly, wanting to laugh but afraid to, nearly choking from holding it in.

Black Wind finally saw what real talent looked like today and understood that Yun Yi’s offer of help was actually a huge trap.

Someone like Pan Hong had lived a rich life, with many experiences. Back then, he was a disciple of the Yanwu family, not practicing dark arts and not corrupted by evil.

Yun Yi seized on this point, finding a tiny detail so small that Pan Hong wasn’t even sure if he had done it. Yet seeing Yun Yi’s sincerity in coming to help him refine medicine, Pan Hong subconsciously began to believe he had indeed saved a person named Yun Feilong.

Yun Yi’s method was a form of subconscious trickery; anyone would fall for it. Since Yun Yi was there to offer benefits to Pan Hong, not to demand anything, it was easy for anyone to be led in by this subconscious influence.

Moreover, Yun Yi found an incredibly impressive excuse for his identity as an amazing Medicine Pill Master, dreaming of a black dragon and feeling his spirit rise.

This kind of thing sounded ridiculous, but the more absurd the experience, the more believable it became.

In this vast world, there are all kinds of wonders. Yun Yi, in a dream, became a supreme Medicine Pill Master. That was a symbol of luck and destiny. People like him were very special and attracted more attention.

Pan Hong was stunned for a moment. His gaze toward Yun Yi began to change. He said sincerely, "Ten years ago, I was still a disciple of the Yanwu family. I did visit Red Moon City several times. Back then, saving your father was easy for me. I didn’t expect your father to care so much about it and even ask you to help me. I feel quite embarrassed. I wonder how your father is doing now?"

After hearing Pan Hong’s serious words, Black Wind could hardly hold back. He scratched his belly with his claws, and his cheeks puffed up. He felt that if he didn’t laugh soon, he would burst.

"Don’t worry, my father is healthy and doing very well."

Yun Yi said. Although he used a lie to trick Pan Hong, there was some truth in it. His father really was Yun Feilong, and he was indeed in good health.

"That’s great! That’s great!"

Pan Hong sighed with emotion, looking as if he no longer doubted Yun Yi’s identity.

After all, Yun Yi appeared to repay a favor, which made it hard for people to feel hostile towards him. Plus, deep down, Pan Hong had a strong desire for the Evil Spirit Pill, making him subconsciously believe he had done a good deed by saving Yun Yi’s father.

And most importantly, Yun Yi was too weak – just a fourth grade of the Innate Realm. This made Pan Hong feel no hostility toward him at all. After all, Pan Hong was confident enough to believe that no one with such low strength would dare to cause him trouble.

"City Lord, I have come this time not only to make the Evil Spirit Pill for you but also to assist you in achieving great success at my father’s command. My father said that once I arrived at the City Master’s residence, I should stay here and help you with alchemy. I see that the City Lord seems restless, so I will first help you make a Qi Essence Pill to stabilize your foundation."

Yun Yi said, then turned to the Chief Steward, "Chief Steward, please go get the herbs for making the Qi Essence Pill."

"Okay."

The Chief Steward’s eyes lit up, and he turned to walk away.

This was the second step of Yun Yi’s plan; it was better to show than to tell. He wanted to personally demonstrate alchemy in front of Pan Hong to show that he had the ability to make the Evil Spirit Pill.

By doing this, with the emotional connection he had built before, along with his ability to create the Evil Spirit Pill, Pan Hong would completely trust him and feel that he was truly helping him achieve great success. It would also make Pan Hong feel that he genuinely needed him.

With that, this trap would be completely set.

Soon, the Chief Steward returned, bringing the herbs for making the Qi Essence Pill.

The Qi Essence Pill was the most ordinary pill for nourishing energy and blood, and it was not precious, but Pan Hong and the Chief Steward could observe Yun Yi’s true alchemy skills through the making of the Qi Essence Pill.

After all, his cultivation level was only the fourth grade of the Innate Realm, which was not very convincing.