The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 875 - Heroic Overlord

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Chapter 875: Chapter 875: Heroic Overlord

Chapter 875 -875: Heroic Overlord

Hearing Fang Lin’s words and seeing the sinister smile on his face, Wu Zhong, even as a Spirit Bone realm powerhouse, felt a sudden and inexplicable panic deep down.

“Lord Wu,” Fang Lin continued, “there was something added to the wine you just drank. Rest assured, it’s not lethal. It will only cause your body to wither, your blood and qi to deteriorate, and within half a month, you will turn into an old man on the brink of death.”

As soon as these words were uttered, Wu Zhong’s expression changed drastically, and after carefully sensing his body’s condition, he indeed felt something was amiss.

Wu Zhong found that his blood and qi seemed to be gradually drying up. Although not very obvious, as a Spirit Bone powerhouse, he still had that level of sensitivity.

It was the feeling of his life force slipping away!

“This is not good!” Wu Zhong’s heart was shrouded in darkness as he tried to expel the poison from his body, but he discovered something even more terrifying.

The more he circulated his inner strength and utilized his power, the faster his life force drained away.

It had not even been the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and Wu Zhong’s temples had already begun to gray.

Now, Wu Zhong was truly panicking.

In the prime of his life, with a bright future ahead, becoming a dying old man was worse than being killed outright.

This was simply a nightmare, and Wu Zhong dared not imagine what he would look like as an old man.

“Fang Lin, what exactly do you want to do?” Wu Zhong gritted his teeth and spoke, his eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.

Fang Lin smiled faintly, stood up from the Hall Master’s throne, and said, “Do nothing much. I only hope that Lord Wu manages the North Town Hall well so that he may continue to live a stable and secure life.”

Wu Zhong snorted coldly. As the person with the highest realm in this place, he was confident that he could capture Fang Lin and then force out the antidote.

But just as Wu Zhong was about to make his move, he saw a figure suddenly appear, standing in front of Fang Lin.

Dressed in a black robe that moved without wind, with an exceptionally cold face, it was Lord Lu Feng of the Western Guarding Palace.

The moment Lu Feng appeared, Wu Zhong’s heart sank.

“Wu Zhong, you are no match for me now,” said Lu Feng coldly.

Wu Zhong’s expression turned extremely ugly. Only at this moment did he finally understand that he had completely fallen into a trap. Despite his strength, he had no room to struggle or resist.

It was an extremely unpleasant feeling!

“Everyone, disperse,” Fang Lin said, waving his hand to the people present.

The crowd scattered, leaving Wu Zhong standing alone at the banquet, looking extremely forlorn.

“Now that there are not many people left, Lord Wu, let’s speak frankly,” Fang Lin said, standing up.

Wu Zhong didn’t speak but simply stared at Fang Lin.

“I wonder, what is Lord Wu’s relationship with the Ling Family?” Fang Lin asked without beating around the bush, looking directly at Wu Zhong.

Wu Zhong hesitated for a moment before saying, “I am a good friend of Ling Haoyang.”

Fang Lin nodded. He had actually known Wu Zhong’s identity and background for some time, and now he was just confirming it.

“Then, Lord Wu should now understand that the position of the Lord of the North Town Hall is not so easy to occupy,” Fang Lin said with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Wu Zhong immediately said, “Give me the antidote, and I will leave the North Town Hall right away.”

Fang Lin shook his head, “It seems you still don’t understand. Once you’ve come to the North Town Hall, it’s not so easy to leave.”

“Then what exactly do you want me to do?” Wu Zhong asked.

Fang Lin turned around, patted the Hall Master’s throne, and said, “This position is still yours, but you’re just sitting there. The North Town Hall does not turn to you to make decisions, you just need to put up an appearance.”

With these words, Wu Zhong understood. They wanted him to be a puppet ruler at their beck and call.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhong’s gaze towards Fang Lin suddenly changed. This young man actually had the audacity to aim to be the power behind the throne of the North Town Hall. Was this really a youth under twenty years old?

Looking at the lineup on Fang Lin’s side, all the North Town Hall elders and stewards were completely standing with him.

Being able to control these people showed the impressive extent of Fang Lin’s prowess. Without real ability, one could never achieve this.

The most surprising thing was that Lu Feng, the Lord of the Western Guarding Palace, would actually help Fang Lin, which was somewhat unbelievable.

Wu Zhong looked at Lu Feng, eager to know why he would help Fang Lin.

“Lord Wu, I don’t want to waste time. If you have thought it through, then make a choice, whether to stay in the North Town Hall and get along with us amicably, or leave the North Town Hall and enjoy the last month of your life,” Fang Lin said, his tone growing increasingly impatient.

Wu Zhong was silent for a moment, then said, “If I agree to you, will you give me the antidote?”

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Fang Lin nodded and smiled, “Of course, you can see for yourself by looking at Lord Lu.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhong first paused, then realized, it seemed Lu Feng was helping Fang Lin because, like himself, he was compelled and controlled by Fang Lin.

Lu Feng had a complex expression, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

“Fine. I am willing to stay in the North Town Hall and will listen to you in everything. But I hope you will keep your promise and give me the antidote,” Wu Zhong said.

Fang Lin directly took out a pill and threw it to Wu Zhong.

“This is a pill to alleviate the toxicity. After you take it, you can be assured of three months without worries,” Fang Lin said.

After a pause, Fang Lin added to Wu Zhong, “However, don’t even think about playing any tricks. The poison you’re afflicted with, I assure you, no one in the Pill Alliance can cure.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhong’s expression shifted slightly. He originally harbored such thoughts, to stabilize Fang Lin first, then look for an opportunity to contact the Ling Family and inform them of the situation here, hoping someone would come to his rescue.

But now, having heard Fang Lin’s words, Wu Zhong knew this plan was unfeasible, unless he could cure the poison first, otherwise, he had no way to break free from Fang Lin’s control.

“I will not play any tricks,” Wu Zhong said in a low voice and swallowed the pill in his hand.

After taking it, the sensation of his vitality rapidly draining away immediately vanished as if it had returned to normal.

But Wu Zhong knew that the toxicity was not yet eliminated, it was merely suppressed temporarily, and once the effect of the medicine wore off, the poison would still flare up.

“Who would have thought that I, Wu Zhong, would be reduced to being manipulated by a young man.” Wu Zhong lamented inwardly, filled with anger, unwillingness, frustration, and even a hint of admiration for Fang Lin.

This Fang Lin was nothing like a youth under twenty years old but more like a decisive and ruthless overlord, daring and skilled in using poison. He was indeed unpredictable.

As a Spirit Vein, to have the power to play with a Spirit Bone expert was a prowess not just anyone possessed.

Standing to the side, Elder Miao and the others looked at Fang Lin with complex expressions in their eyes. They too felt as if they were in a dream, unable to believe that Fang Lin had just taken control of the North Town Hall like this.