Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 173 - 174: Saint Heir Captive

Chapter 173: Chapter 174: Saint Heir Captive

Mu Can smirked at Zheng Ming’s female companion, causing the woman to cock her head and faint from fright, leaving Mu Can speechless.

"Am I really that scary?" Mu Can whispered to his silly little companion hiding in his hair.

Of course, the little companion shook its head; in its eyes, Mu Can was not only not scary, but also quite adorable.

However, in the eyes of Zheng Ming’s companion, the situation was different. Mu Can was now like a ferocious beast. He hadn’t even acted yet, and just an unkempt old man under his command had beaten Zheng Ming to the brink of life and death.

Mu Can hadn’t laid a hand on Zheng Ming’s companion, but he wasn’t nearly as courteous towards Zheng Ming. In an instant, Mu Can grabbed Zheng Ming, who had fainted, and held him in his hands.

"I declare that you’ve been kidnapped by me. Everything on you, including yourself, now belongs to me," Mu Can proclaimed loudly, announcing his sovereignty over Zheng Ming. To the uninformed, it might sound as if he was making a vow to a lover.

The onlooking crowd fell silent, finding it absurd that a Saint Heir from an Immortal World sect had become a prisoner in Mu Can’s hands.

"Uh!" Zheng Ming slowly regained consciousness, feeling the pain all over his body, not knowing how many ribs he had broken. Considering that, as a sect’s Saint Heir, Zheng Ming had been nurtured by all kinds of natural treasures from a young age, his physical strength had long surpassed the limits of the Mortal World. Even so, he had been beaten to the point of breaking bones by the crazy old man.

"Hey, that Zheng Ming guy, you’re now my slave, no longer any kind of Saint Heir," said Mu Can with a grin, flashing his white teeth, which in Zheng Ming’s eyes were exceedingly creepy.

"I’m warning you, you better not touch me, or my master will not let you off," Zheng Ming said, clearly panicked, a far cry from his former invincible demeanor.

Of course, Mu Can didn’t take his warning seriously. If the Immortal World harbored covetous intentions towards the Mortal World, then the people of the Immortal World were just as much enemies to the Mortal World.

"Let me tell you, once you’re in the Mortal World, even your master has to lie down before me," Mu Can said without bothering to argue and began to confiscate the treasures on Zheng Ming’s body.

In this regard, Zheng Ming truly lived up to his status as a Saint Heir from an Immortal Sect, wearing treasures from head to toe.

"Really rich," Mu Can remarked as he stripped items from Zheng Ming’s body.

"Protective Jade Pendant, a good item, dad, this is for you, for your protection."

"A small Spirit Gathering Array, hanging this on the body can rapidly gather Spiritual Energy, doubling the speed of cultivation, hmm, I’ll keep this one."

"This Longsword, a Spiritual Communication Long Sword, actually a Holy Artifact, it seems your master is quite generous to you. However, I don’t use swords, so I’ll keep it for now and give it to someone else later."

"Wow~ These shoes can increase speed. Good stuff."

With each item Mu Can took from Zheng Ming, he gave a comment. It had to be said, robbing a Saint Heir had brought Mu Can quite a bountiful haul.

"You..." By the time Mu Can stripped off Zheng Ming’s shoes, Zheng Ming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, angry enough to bleed.

"Look at how stingy you are, can’t you be a little more generous? We really don’t have such good magic treasures in the Mortal World," Mu Can said nonchalantly, amused that such a powerful Martial Venerate at his peak could be so petty.

Of course, there was a bit of Mu Can deliberately revolting Zheng Ming. Zheng Ming’s haughty demeanor had long irked Mu Can, and now he didn’t mind humbling him even more.

"Have the guts to fight me one-on-one, what skill is there in defeating me through others?" Zheng Ming was infuriated. Mu Can’s way of robbing him felt like a slap in the face.

Slap!

Mu Can delivered a slap, completely bewildering Zheng Ming with the heavy blow—what was this situation where he, the high and mighty Saint Heir, was harshly slapped by a person from the Mortal World?

"You..." Zheng Ming clutched his face, unable to speak. That slap hit not just his face but also his psyche.

"Let me tell you, don’t think I’m unaware of the state of the Immortal World. If you had come in peace, that’s fine, but if you intend to meddle with the Mortal World, your fate won’t be any different from the Demon World’s."

Mu Can whispered in Zheng Ming’s ear in a lowered voice.

Zheng Ming’s face changed, "How do you know?"

"How I know isn’t important, what matters is your attitude." Mu Can knew that his words would keep Zheng Ming in check and deter him from acting recklessly.

"Get up, you are now my captive. Have your master bring some treasures to ransom you." Mu Can cursed, having no good feelings toward this conceited Saint Heir from the Immortal World.

Zheng Ming pressed down the resentment in his eyes. Being captured by a person from the Mortal World, even if his sect rescued him, he could no longer be the Saint Heir.

"Purple Cloud sister, what exactly is the situation in the Immortal World? How could such stuff be the Saint Heir?" Mu Can certainly saw that glint of resentment in Zheng Ming’s eyes, but didn’t care in the slightest.

He had intended to unify the Three Realms and complete the task set by the Stealer of Heavenly Dao. Now this opportunity saved him the trouble of going to both the Immortal and Demon Worlds.

Although the overall strength in the Immortal World was stronger than the Mortal World, it wasn’t to an outrageous extent. Aside from the Mortal World’s ascended geniuses in the Immortal World, there were many average Cultivators with mediocre abilities—these were the native inhabitants of the Immortal World. For someone like Zheng Ming, who managed to cultivate to the latter stages of Martial Venerate by the age of twenty, being considered a small genius and becoming a Sect Saint Heir was not at all excessive.

"It seems the Immortal World is nothing special after all." Mu Can scratched his head, having thought that any Cultivator in the Immortal World would be far stronger than the top experts of the Mortal World.

"No, the top combat power in the Immortal World is indeed very formidable. If the Mortal World wasn’t hiding strengths that the Immortal World feared, a single Immortal Venerable could have wiped out all these empires in the Mortal World." Purple Cloud shook her head. Things weren’t as simple as Mu Can thought.

"Who are you? How do you know so much?" If Zheng Ming still thought of Purple Cloud as merely an ordinary Mortal World Cultivator, then he didn’t deserve to be the Saint Heir at all.

"Shut up!" Mu Can glared coldly at Zheng Ming. If Zheng Ming couldn’t adjust his stance, Mu Can wouldn’t mind treating him like a member of the Demon Clan and eradicating him.

"Immortals, dead, dead, shut up, shut up." The mad old man cried and laughed, shouting loudly at Zheng Ming while circling around him.

Zheng Ming felt a chill. He had personally experienced the old man’s strength, and moreover, it was his own body that had collided with the old man’s fists. Seeing signs of madness in the old man, Zheng Ming quickly shut his mouth and obediently stood aside. However, his gaze was still filled with curiosity as he looked at Purple Cloud, as if particularly intrigued by this woman who knew the secrets of the Heavenly Realm.

"It’s terrible, the Demon Clan are attacking the city!"

An uproar broke out, and the city was thrown into chaos. The Demon Clan was actually launching an attack on the city.