Chapter 294: Tomb? (1/2)

The conditions Jiang Li gave made the remaining 33 rogue cultivators' expressions turn ugly.

He wanted a Profound-rank artifact as soon as he spoke. If they handed over the only two artifacts they had, their combat strength would at least decrease by more than half.

If they were unwilling to give or could not, then they would have to hand their storage bags to Jiang Li.

In this illusion, the storage bag could not be opened. Inside was their savings of many years. No one wanted it to be emptied like this.

The third choice was clearly not a good choice. That black pill was definitely a poison used to threaten them. If they ate it, heaven knew what they would be threatened to do.

In fact, the so-called poisonous pill was only a spiritual root seed wrapped in a layer of pill shell. It was harmless and safe.

”Hmph, don't be too ruthless when taking advantage of others! I won't agree!”

”Brothers, don't believe him. Perhaps that fool fell to the ground in one bowl because he was useless. He can drink three bowls in a row. This wine should not be so poisonous!”

The cultivator who had wanted to freeload on Jiang Li was a typical example of someone who valued money more than his life, and was even more shameless on top of that.

He picked up the wine bowl, gritted his teeth, and drank the Soul Dissolution Liquor.

However, the result proved that he was even worse than the previous ”fool”.

The person who had been drinking with Jiang Li earlier at least swayed a little. However, as soon as he drank it, his entire body directly lashed out.

The wine in his seven orifices flowed out with his soul. He was already beyond saving.

”Everyone, you should think about it quickly. I'm only waiting here for fifteen minutes. There are only twenty spots. I won't wait for you.”

Another cultivator fell, causing their mood to become abnormally heavy.

Coupled with Jiang Li's words, it caused their hearts to feel even more anxious.

The situation was already very clear. Drinking the Soul Dissolution Liquor meant death. If they did not drink it, the warden would not let them off. Only Jiang Li could save their lives.

Although the price was high, it was still the only way to save their lives. If they were to slowly consider it, it would probably be difficult for them to make up their minds for the entire day.

However, now that the quota was limited and there was competition, the situation was different.

”Brother, this is my storage bag. Please keep it well. I'll have to trouble you with this bowl of wine.”

A cultivator immediately handed over his storage bag. Presumably, his storage bag had fewer belongings.

If he gave the main combat artifact in his hand, the journey ahead would be even more dangerous. Therefore, he quickly made a decision.

When the other cultivators saw that one spot was gone, they also became anxious.

”Friend, friend, there's mine too!”

”This Profound-Rank saber has accompanied me for more than 50 years. You must treat it well in the future.”

”Big Brother, can I ask what your medicinal pill is called?”

More and more cultivators fought to hand their gifts to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li counted the twenty people first, and then he really did not care about the cultivators after that.

He really did not fancy the artifacts and storage bags of a mere group of rogue cultivators.

Soon, he paid no further attention to them, and he turned to look at the remaining nine bowls of Soul Dissolution Liquor on the table.

He picked up the bowls and gulped the liquor down.

A moment later, the sword cultivator clone's aura fluctuated, and he really used this to advance to the True Core realm.

This kind of spiritual wine was really surprisingly wonderful. Even the private collection of a warden could have such an effect. Perhaps there really was a legendary immortal pill in this underground palace.

The sword cultivator clone did not stop at all. He drank the remaining eight bowls of Soul Dissolution Liquor like a dragon sucking a river dry.

The evil spirit could not do anything in front of the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame, but the dense alcohol smell made the sword cultivator clone who practiced the Liquor Fire Sword Song blush.

After drinking the remaining wine, his cultivation was already approaching the Golden Core realm. At this rate, his clone might be able to break through two realms in a day.

”Lord Prison Warden, this wine is the best I've ever seen in my life. Please fill the other eleven bowls. I can still hold on.”

Jiang Li's face flushed red, but opposite him, the Prison Warden's expression became even uglier.

When he saw Jiang Li drink another nine bowls of Soul Dissolution Liquor, his heart bled.

However, in fact, although he was indeed the warden of Fengdu's dungeon and could use this ancient building to do many things,

there were indeed rules that one could drink the Soul Dissolution Liquor on behalf of others. Since Jiang Li had already drunk it, he was already free. He had no reason to attack Jiang Li.

If he did something that went against his duty, it was very likely that the sin would make him unable to drink the Soul Dissolution Liquor anymore.

If he could no longer drink this Soul Dissolution Liquor, he might as well die.

”No, no, no. If you continue drinking like this, I won't have any more wine to drink!”

”There are 11 left, right? Your sentence is up. Go out directly. I don't need you to drink anymore.”

The warden hugged the wine jar and retreated. Even if he let the remaining people leave directly, he was unwilling to pour more wine for Jiang Li.

However, after probing him a few times, Jiang Li already understood that the other party could not be restricted by extremely strict rules in this prison. This gave him some room to bargain.

”Lord Warden, please don't break the rules because of me. I can still endure it.” Jiang Li said shamelessly.

The surrounding people were all a little speechless. He had just broken through a realm while drinking. Wasn't it obvious what he was after?

”No, leave quickly.”

”No, I want to drink.”

Jiang Li actually started to argue with the warden here. For a time, no one could convince anyone.

In the end, Jiang Li made a compromise.

”How about this, Lord Prison Warden? I really like this wine too much. I have a small wine gourd here. As long as you fill two bowls of Soul Dissolution Liquor inside, I'll just smell it from time to time after I leave the dungeon.”

Jiang Li finally proposed such a condition.

Regarding this, the warden could only grit his teeth and agree.

Jiang Li naturally wanted this gourd of Soul Dissolution Liquor for his main body.

This Soul Dissolution Liquor was only a one-time consumable item with his clone, but its effects on the main body could last indefinitely.

The Liquor Fire Sword Song was fine, but the fact that this wine could increase the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra tempted him greatly.

After receiving the wine pot and hanging it on his waist, Jiang Li and the 22 people, including the old ghost, walked out of the Fengdu dungeon openly.

On the spot, there were only ten or so cultivators with despair on their faces.

They wailed and wanted Jiang Li to bring them along.

However, this angered the warden. With a wave of his hand, a few black shadows appeared and pressed the remaining cultivators to the ground.