Chapter 234

Thank you.

After finishing the drink, Tang Luo happily said thank you to Olyana; Master Xuanzang is a polite person.

"... All of my stock." Olyana completely lost her composure, "You drank it all again! Do you want me to die? Do you want me to die?"

She jumped up and was about to fight Tang Luo to the death.

"Calm down." Tang Luo reached out and pressed his hand on Olyana's head.

Olyana immediately calmed down, not because Tang Luo displayed a gentle head-patting kill comparable to a harem male lead in anime, but because a warm current flowed from his hand into her body.

The consecration of the Merit Jade Lotus.

Olyana could feel that, as time passed, her body, which had begun to wither and die from lack of potion nourishment, instantly returned to normal.

It even became moist and supple, not the thirst-quenching poison of an immortality elixir.

But a true life-saving spring.

Unfortunately, the warm current came quickly and left just as fast, disappearing rapidly.

Olyana's face showed undisguised disappointment.

"Looks like the effect is not bad." Tang Luo withdrew his hand; this move is far superior to a head-patting kill.

Its persuasive effect on people should be second only to Tang Luo's physical true head-patting kill.

"I..." Olyana wanted to speak but hesitated, not even noticing the coffin beside her, so the effect was naturally excellent.

But she calmed down immediately after her excitement.

The other party suddenly displaying this trick must have ulterior motives; I'm afraid I'll suffer heavy losses.

"That bit just now, exchange for half a year's supply of immortality potion." Tang Luo said, "You can consider it, and I welcome other female cultivators to trade with me; if someone has enough quantity, there might even be a chance for a cure."

Drinking half a year's supply of immortality potion would have a therapeutic effect on Tang Luo exceeding the healing effect just consumed by merit power.

At the same time, "saving" female cultivators, even if it's Olyana this ruthless woman, brings some feedback—even if only symbolic, it's still something.

Heaven has the virtue of good life.

Over time, Tang Luo's gains will far exceed simply consuming equivalent merit power for healing wounds.

"I have no medicine left." Olyana said.

Fortunately, the other party only wants the youth-preserving immortality potion.

For female cultivators, the youth-preserving immortality potion is both hated and loved, impossible to give up.

But it's also impossible to drink too much; drinking too much turns it into poison—no, to be precise, it was originally poison; drinking too much not only has no effect but will cause death.

Only Tang Luo can completely ignore that side effect.

Unable to benefit from tonics? Before, there was still a slight possibility, but now, having achieved the Diamond Glazed Buddha Bone, he can eat and drink freely, no matter how.

Even if there really are side effects, they can be resolved with the Merit Jade Lotus—provided the consumption is less than or equal to the consumption of equivalent healing effect.

This account still needs to be calculated clearly.

The Merit Jade Lotus healing Tang Luo himself never generates any merit power.

It seems to be subtly reminding Tang Luo, you bastard aren't a good person.

The reason is naturally not this, but the cause of "I" and "others."

The Merit Jade Lotus is Tang Luo's treasure; if self-healing could generate merit power, it would be a perpetual motion machine.

Tang Luo can recover from injuries just by lying down—how could there be such a good thing?

Moreover, even if he is a good person, the same person being repeatedly saved in a short time will cause the generated merit power to rapidly decrease.

The generation of merit is not some rigid mechanism; there is no possibility of loopholes.

"You don't have it, but other female cultivators definitely do." Tang Luo laughed, "Don't tell me you're a lone ranger; gather them all, and let's walk together toward a bright future."

I, Tang Luo, female cultivator—savior.

"..." Olyana fell silent for a moment and said, "When I become queen, I'll help you gather them."

"No, now, immediately—the sooner the better." Tang Luo said.

After completing missions several times, I wanted to linger in the mission world to scrape some wool, but was directly thrown back into the real world.

Tang Luo is also unsure whether he can stay a while longer after completing this mission.

Others all hope the mission completion judgment is as lenient as possible, but Tang Luo worries it's too lenient.

Leading to Olyana becoming queen and completing the mission to go home.

Missing this village might mean missing this shop.

Tang Luo has also researched the immortality potion formula during this period; the refinement difficulty is very high, and most ingredients are probably unique to this world.

For Tang Luo, a god-demon wanderer, the value is truly not as good as the finished product.

After returning, if Tang Luo puts it up for trade, there might not even be anyone who wants it.

Its versatility is truly too poor; better to do a big finished product trade.

"Female cultivators are not easy to provoke." Olyana said, female cultivators have always been a group of dangerous individuals, uh, a large part of them are still very twisted.

You should know, they themselves struggled back from the line of life and death.

Some hate their profession but want to drag more people down with them to ensure survival.

They band together because this group needs to band together; otherwise, it's hard to survive well, not because of inheritance, and certainly not because of emotion—even if there is, it's only a minority.

Olyana also has no doubt that her few familiar sisters, for profit, would not hesitate to betray her.

Just as she would betray others.

Female cultivator gatherings are not a few little girls window-shopping, drinking milk tea, eating desserts, drinking milk tea, eating desserts.

"Do I not provoke trouble?" Tang Luo countered.

Olyana nodded: "Alright, but I still want that from before, once."

"Okay." Tang Luo reached out again, head-patting kill.

This time, Olyanna no longer hid the comfortable, pleased expression on her face.

She wanted, wanted to completely, wholeheartedly immerse and bathe herself in this warm current.

Olyanna's closed eyes kept rolling, her rationality almost unable to suppress the greed in her heart.

She couldn't help but open her eyes, only to meet a pair of eyes as still as an ancient well.

This instantly reminded Olyanna of her "teacher," that female sorcerer who had bought over a dozen little girls.

At that time, her gaze toward herself was exactly like this.

It was as if she were looking at some kind of merchandise, a dead object; even though Olyanna had later become stronger than her, even killing her with her own hands,

she had never forgotten that day, the icy gaze she saw when she was at her weakest and most helpless.

In an instant, it seemed even the warm current flowing into her body had turned into an icy cold current.

Olyanna didn't know if this was an illusion, because Tang Luo had already withdrawn his hand, and all warm and cold currents had completely vanished.

It felt like an illusion.

The greedy emotion had no choice but to subside, sinking deep into the depths.

"Besides the transaction just now, I've also brought you two gifts," Tang Luo said.

Olyanna then noticed the person inside the crystal coffin—it was her hated stepdaughter, Vivian.

"She... is dead?" Olyanna asked.

"No, she's just sleeping," Tang Luo said. "I'll wake her up." Saying this, he tapped on the coffin lid.

After a moment, Vivian opened her eyes, looking at Tang Luo and the empress, without speaking.

"Why didn't you kill this little bitch?" Olyanna asked, gritting her teeth, her meaning unmistakable.

"I didn't just not kill her," Tang Luo said. "I didn't kill Charles either."

"You promised me that." Olyanna began to emphasize honesty at this moment.

Tang Luo said: "I've said it—this is your gift, it can help you smoothly become the ruler of Tausent."

"What do you mean?" Olyanna couldn't understand for a moment.

"Looking at you, after all this time, you still haven't settled things—you must have run into trouble, right?" Tang Luo said.

Olyanna stared at Vivian for a while before withdrawing her gaze and saying: "Just a small trouble—I can handle it."

"I can help you resolve it even better," Tang Luo said. "So I brought Charles back."

Olyanna frowned, as if thinking about something.

Tang Luo didn't let her guess, directly saying: "I had Charles contact your opponents."

"..."

Olyanna suddenly understood: "You mean, you made him the bait."

"Yes, Charles's appearance can draw out all those demons and monsters; once everyone gathers, you can wipe them all out." Tang Luo said. "Even if some slip through, they're just minor irritations—no impact on the big picture."

"Won't this be too reckless?" Olyanna said.

"If you can't even do this, you might as well go home and farm, be a queen." Tang Luo said.

"Alright," Olyanna admitted, "this really is a good method."

It's just too radical—easy to backfire, but if successful, it could be considered a one-time effort for lasting results.

"You'll be busier from now on. Sorceress, the most important thing is their eternal youth elixir, and Charles's side—work hard." Tang Luo patted Olyanna's shoulder. "I'm optimistic about you."

A tone of encouraging the younger generation left Olyanna speechless for a moment.

"I had Charles go find Robert—he only knows Robert. How is Robert doing?" Tang Luo asked.

Robert, royal swordsmanship instructor, suspected of the sin of sloth.

"Robert?" Olyanna thought for a moment before recalling this person: "Those idle people—I told them all to scram."

"So he's currently unemployed?" Tang Luo asked.

"Not sure, but it seems I can rehire him." Olyanna said. "No, I should say, go with the flow."

Suddenly rehiring Robert would likely raise suspicion.

But Charles finding him, successfully contacting the other opposition, Robert would also become a pawn in this vortex.

Everyone is a pawn, including Olyanna herself.

However, these pawns possess free will.

The only true player is actually Tang Luo alone, because only he can overturn the board—and has the ability to do so.

"Then what about Vivian?" Charles's role, Olyanna had already clarified, but what about Vivian?

"Well, I just think it's better for you to handle it yourself," Tang Luo said. "This is the 'war' between you (the Seven Sins)."