Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 38 Five Years of Spiritual Materials

Before stitching up Lin Fan's wound, the dog-skinned Taoist priest also reached out and touched it.

"That's not very bold at all? That's strange."

The dog-skinned Taoist priest seemed to have thought of something and slapped his head.

"Ugh, I've really gotten myself confused from hanging out with these charlatans for so long. Who said a person's courage is related to the size of their heart? I've fallen for your nonsense!"

Although the Taoist priest stitched up Lin Fan's wound, blood kept seeping from the crude stitches, and Lin Fan's face was as white as paper.

Seeing that the other party was really going to die, the dog-skinned Taoist hurriedly searched the snake-skinned Taoist and found a porcelain bottle.

Soon, a dusty gray pill was stuffed into Lin Fan's mouth. Then the dog-skinned Taoist sprinkled some powder on Lin Fan's wound.

Lin Fan's face regained its color, and the bleeding from his wounds stopped.

Then, the entire bottle of medicine was stuffed into Lin Fan's clothes.

"Nephew, if you feel unwell, take one. This thing can keep you alive. Remember not to take too many at once, or you'll suffer a fate worse than death."

As he spoke, the dog-skinned Taoist made a hand seal, and Lin Fan involuntarily stood up. He then sat down facing the snake-skinned Taoist.

The dog-skinned Taoist shoved his iron sword into Lin Fan's hand and placed him next to the headless corpse of the snake-skinned Taoist.

In this way, anyone who sees it will think that Lin Fan killed the snake-skinned Taoist priest.

After the Taoist priest finished doing this, he started taking this and that from the basement.

"If you don't take what Heaven has given you, you will surely suffer the consequences. Everything here is mine!"

The dog-skinned Taoist priest didn't rush to take anything; he first rummaged through the items, seemingly knowing exactly what he was looking for.

After some back and forth, he finally pulled out a thread-bound book.

Lin Fan glanced sideways and saw that there wasn't a single word on the book; it was completely blank.

The dog-skinned Taoist priest, however, cheered loudly as if he had found a treasure.

He turned the pages of the wordless book and began to read it carefully.

Lin Fan's lips twitched. Had his 'Uncle-Master' finally gone mad?

The dog-skinned Taoist priest would flip through a book for a while, then sit cross-legged in meditation, before suddenly slapping his thigh and standing up.

"Indeed, the mind is the Dao, and all desires are fulfilled. My [Crimson Wing Fire] is indeed a 'Restoration Pill,' or rather, it should be called a 'Borrowing Flame to Replenish Yang Pill.' Where can I find this main ingredient?"

Lin Fan watched him laugh and shout maniacally, remaining silent.

What exactly is my current situation, and what should I do?

He knew perfectly well what the Taoist priest was up to: leaving him here to take the blame. But he had a mouth; wasn't the priest afraid he would tell the truth?

The Taoist priest with the dog skin walked towards Lin Fan with scissors in hand.

"The art of alchemy is to use form to supplement form; whatever is lacking, that is the main ingredient."

Lin Fan felt a chill run down his spine. Were they going to take medicinal herbs from him again? When would this end?

The dog-skinned Taoist priest glanced at Lin Fan and muttered, "A tender chicken is useless."

The dog-skinned Taoist squatted down in front of Lin Fan, his large buttocks facing him; his target was the snake-skinned Taoist's corpse.

He pulled down the other man's pants in one swift motion, muttering to himself.

"The longer a virgin's body remains, the better the effect. Since you don't need it anymore, I'll gladly accept this 50-year-old spiritual material."

Lin Fan looked away; he had seen too much blood and gore just now. The scene itself was painful to watch.

After that, the dog-skinned Taoist priest became much more casual. He took two large bags and picked and chose, packing up everything he liked to take away.

After taking most of the items, the dog-skinned Taoist finally discovered the booklet containing the recipe for the elixir of immortality.

"Ha, immortality? You actually believe such nonsense? Senior brother, you should die here."

But as he turned the pages, the dog-skinned Taoist's eyes gradually became more intense.

"To live forever, to live as long as the heavens, to shine as brightly as the sun and moon..."

He couldn't help but swallow.

After hesitating for a moment, he still put the recipe for the elixir of immortality into his clothes.

He hurriedly ran to the jars containing organs and collected them one by one, along with the auxiliary materials, tiger claws, herbs, and the like.

There were also some things that weren't taken, such as the already swollen thigh and some already chopped herbs.

Having done all this, the dog-skinned Taoist priest finally approached Lin Fan again.

"Nephew, I'm leaving now. Take good care of yourself! You must stay alive, because good things always happen when you're alive."

"Living? Living to take the blame for you?" Lin Fan glared fiercely at the dog-skinned Taoist priest.

"Don't say that. The sword is in your hand, so you're the one who killed him."

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell the authorities the whole truth?"

Upon hearing this, the dog-skinned Taoist priest burst into laughter, "Hahaha, Lin Fan, Lin Fan, you've scared me so many times, I almost forgot you're just a clueless newbie."

"Just tell the authorities, and you'll find out why."

"However, nephew, your uncle still has to remind you: you must live. This is your uncle's last request."

Lin Fan didn't understand why the government wouldn't believe him, but living wasn't easy, so why not dying?

Even if Lin Fan were to die, he would rather die than see that dog-skinned Taoist priest Ruyi!

"Nephew, your uncle knows what you're thinking. You're probably thinking that you'd rather die than let me have my way, right?"

"Don't look at me like that. I can't read minds. It's too easy for me to guess."

The dog-skinned Taoist priest revealed a sinister smile and whispered in Lin Fan's ear.

“However, nephew, it’s easy for you to die, but have you thought about your mother? If you die, I might send her down to join you.”

Lin Fan, in a fit of rage, lunged at the dog-skinned Taoist priest, but then simply retreated a little to dodge.

"Hey, why are you still planning to bite someone! But as long as you're alive, you can say or do whatever you want, I promise I'll never retaliate."

"How about that? Just this one condition: live until the charges are proven. It won't take more than a few days."

"Oh, by the way, you have to be careful of that red-clothed curse."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan's eyes widened, and he angrily said, "Didn't you say you completely removed her?"

The dog-skinned Taoist priest feigned apology, saying, "Alas, I'm just a man with leaked yang energy, how could I have that ability? I only said I would guarantee that you wouldn't be disturbed by the Red Robe Curse while you were alive. So that curse removal could only last for about seven days. Who would have thought you would actually survive past tonight?"

"But this time I genuinely hope you live a little longer. By the way, I'll tell you how to care for Red Robe; give it a try if you have the chance."

Then the dog-skinned Taoist priest put his mouth close to Lin Fan's ear and whispered something.

"It's almost dawn, my nephew. I hope you live a long life. As for the future, let's not see each other again!"

The Taoist priest, with a smile on his face, swaggered out with his belongings.

Lin Fan didn't have to wait long before the constables quickly arrived.

The immobilization effect on Lin Fan was lifted only after the constables saw him.

That bastard, he must have reported it to the authorities, and he didn't go far. He must have known the constables had come in before he released the immobilization!

With this thought in mind, Lin Fan mustered his last strength and shouted to the constable, "I didn't kill him! It was a Taoist priest named Yun Xiangzi. He was wearing a dark green dog-skin Taoist robe! And I'm sure he's still nearby!"

The lead constable immediately ordered his men to search, while the rest surrounded Lin Fan.

As the immobilization effect wore off, Lin Fan, who was extremely weak, collapsed to the ground.