1077 Lethal Action

Lao Wang's smile and Celeste's frustration caused the pill house to stagnate into a different kind of joy. However, this did not hinder the spirits from celebrating.

"Master, Master! Perfect Pills! My god!" Nini was so excited that she started jumping for joy. She continuously rolled in the air and flew back and forth in front of Lao Wang. She was so excited that she seemed like a small sparrow.

"Master is amazing!" Even Yiyi, who did not curry favor all along, could not help but praise him. They had heard about the Perfect Pill countless times ever since they came into contact with pill-refinery-assistance studies. It was said that it could be found by chance, but it could not be looked for. Out of 20 alchemists, 19 would definitely never see the Perfect Pill in their lifetime. However, Master had only tried four times and had succeeded.

For the record, Master had only come into contact with pill refinery for a few months.

In the past, when Nini had boasted about Master's pill refinery standards, most of her sisters did not believe her. Even Yiyi felt that Sister Nini might have been exaggerating. But now, she felt as if Nini's praise towards Master back then had been too conservative!

Even Roro did not fly into a rage and start cursing because of Nini's delight at that moment. She could not even pay attention to her two sworn enemies. Instead, she blankly floated beside Celeste, her two dead eyes glaring at Lao Wang, as if she was going to use her gaze to seize Lao Wang 10,000 times. This man was too captivating. His sex appeal had no bounds…

"Congrats." The only one who acted rather normally was Celeste, who had recovered from her shock after much difficulty. She had personally witnessed the birth of a batch of Perfect Pills. Even to the daughter of the Heavenly Shell Crown Prince, this was a rare and pleasant experience that made her feel very happy.

"Perfect Pills can only be encountered, but not pursued. Wang Zhong, let's celebrate." Celeste smiled and said, "I know a gourmet house in the Heavenly Gates with a decent environment. Don't reject me again this time."

He was being invited to a meal again. Previously, Lao Wang had rejected, but he had no reason to this time.

"I used your medicinal ingredients, and borrowed your blessings and luck. How embarrassing will it be if you also treat me?" Wang Zhong laughed out loud. He was in a good mood too. "Then it's settled. You decide the place, and I'll treat you! Tonight at 8, be there or be square!"

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"He went to the pill house again? With Celeste?"

"He refined a level-7 Glazed Crystal Life Extending Pill? Heh heh. Such big talk."

Ten pupils had gathered in a bar booth. They consisted of Blood Demons and Ghosts.

Gorst wore a set of well-ironed Lo clothes. This dressing style from the Lofu Planet was rather body-fitting, making him seem gentlemanly, yet maintained the rugged wildness of a male. It also concealed the dark qualities of the Ghost race, making him seem more like a noble celestial.

They had just received the news of Wang Zhong and Celeste in the pill house. In reality, the Blood Demon race had called for this meeting to rope in Gorst to deal with Wang Zhong. Just as they started to chat, someone came to pass on the news about Wang Zhong. Several Blood Demons could not help but start cursing.

Wang Zhong had killed Balor. To the Blood Demon race, Wang Zhong had to die. However, not only did this concern the Blood Demon race's face, Balor's identity was even more important. The rage from that Fire Demon Lord was not something that the Blood Demon race could endure. Now, it was not convenient for the Lord to display his stance, but it would be foolish if his subordinates did not do anything. The Blood Demon race had to give the Lord the best explanation before the situation further developed and escalated.

Just the remaining Blood Demon lackeys from the Combat Cultivation Hall definitely could not succeed. Furthermore, no one could cross the rules of the Heavenly Gates.

The only way was to find someone in the underground world and not leave any evidence behind. They had found someone, and the Blood Demon race was in no lack of money. The problem was when to attack. They had wanted to kill him early, but Wang Zhong had always been with Celeste, causing the Blood Demon race to be slightly hesitant. Since Balor had the best relations with Gorst and Gorst wanted to avenge Balor, the Blood Demons naturally looked for Gorst to discuss this matter. The Ghost race had more ideas in this aspect.

"This situation is very difficult." Gorst sighed. Ever since the Blood Demon race mentioned this matter, he had always been rather conscious. "You have also seen the Law Enforcement Association. I don't know what the reason is, but they obviously treat this member of a low-leveled civilization very well."

"It can't be. The Law Enforcement Association has always been rigid, right?"

"Don't think that the Law Enforcement Association will never change. I asked about them a few days ago, and I heard that that little fellow is like a fish in water with the Law Enforcement Association. He even plays happily with the Machinery race and the Insect race," said Gorst calmly. "I would have many ideas if it were someone else, but facing the Law Enforcement Association, heh heh… You do know that as long as the Law Enforcement Association is involved, nothing bad will be allowed, right? At least, in the position that we're in, we definitely have no way to deal with them."

The few Blood Demons looked at one another and seemed rather worried.

Gorst spoke the truth in a sincere manner. To be honest, as long as it involved the Law Enforcement Association, regardless of whether the matter was a minor or major one, very few people would dare to act recklessly, even if they were from a level-8 civilization. Even though the Ghost race had many plans, if they were to face the Law Enforcement Association… They were obviously not that strong yet.

"I have no methods, and I cannot give you any ideas." In the end, Gorst said, "I also suggest that you'd best not cause any trouble in this period of time. There are some things you feel immense hatred towards, but in reality, it's just your heart causing mischief. There is no river that cannot be crossed. It would be best if the Blood Demon race put aside the matter of Balor. There's really no need to oppose the rules of the Heavenly Gates and those freaks from the Law Enforcement Association so openly just because of a dead son."

The Blood Demons were rather indignant. They were not just doing this for their reputation but also wanted to compete to become the bosses of the Combat Cultivation Hall. This was a good opportunity, and doing well might please the elders from their race.

"Ah, Brother Gorst, do you really think that the Blood Demon race is so unimportant? You don't know that Balor is the key. He is—"

"Ahem!" The Blood Demon who had led the meeting interrupted his comrade, who could not help but express his thoughts. Even in front of their "own people" like Gorst, they definitely could not casually mention the relationship between that Lord and Balor.

Gorst curiously asked, "What's with Balor? Does he have a hidden identity?"

The leader nodded slightly and simply said, "He is the most loved son of a family elder… Please forgive me, Brother, as I can't go into the details, but we definitely have to take revenge."

Gorst thought deeply for a while before nodding his head. "I won't ask about the details, but as a friend of the Blood Demon race, if you really want to take action, I will definitely help. But for now, we must wait for the currents to pass. There will be a chance, and he cannot run away."

The other Blood Demons nodded their heads in response. They were rather satisfied with this answer.

No matter what, Gorst advised them to not take action as he was thinking of the Blood Demon race. He could determine the pros and cons, but Gorst still kept the Blood Demon race in mind. Needless to say, this intent was enough. This was as expected of the Ghost race, one of the few truly loyal allies of the Blood Demon race in the Land.

They had looked for him for another hidden objective: to pull him underwater with them. This was a hint from an elder of their race. If any accidents happened, they could pull Gorst forward to defend themselves. If he rejected, needless to say, they would be enemies in the future. They were forcing Gorst to take a stance.

The Blood Demon race was not that foolish.

The Blood Demons took their leave, and Gorst did not urge them to stay either. He simply said some greetings to see them off. When the Blood Demons left and only the members of the Ghost race remained in the booth, the helplessness on Gorst's face turned into cold amusement.

"Contact the underground world, and get rid of Wang Zhong!"

The Ghosts around him, who seemed very weak, instantly became expressionless. They floated and disappeared into the darkness.

Wang Zhong must die!

Gorst desired this more than anyone else, and this was not just because of his reputation. Back then, when he and Balor took action, Gorst understood that as long as Wang Zhong was still alive, the day when he could stand out in the Combat Cultivation Hall would never come. His existence was being threatened even more than Bone Goblin Pavaro's. This was not just a problem of strength. Whenever others saw Gorst, they would immediately speak of him as a joke. This was something Gorst absolutely could not tolerate. This was also a vital wound to his personal fame!