The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 52 Interrogation

"Wake up! Wake up!"

"Liu Wu! Did you eat some kind of elixir of immortality?"

The low-level alchemists erupted in a clamor.

Lin Qianxiu and Luo Sifan exchanged a smile, then looked at Liu Wu, who had slowly woken up and was gradually sitting up, as if in tacit agreement.

The seasoned alchemists chattered and bombarded the audience with questions.

Liu Wu still thought he was dreaming, touching his hands, touching his face, lifting his clothes to look at himself, unable to speak for a while.

"Liu Wu!"

Lin Qianxiu gave a soft shout and pointed in the distance. The spatial light in front of Liu Wu gradually solidified, and a silver mirror reflected Liu Wu's image.

With fair skin and normal features, Liu Wu stared blankly for a few breaths, his left hand trembling as he stroked his cheek.

Not only does she look like she's been reborn, but her appearance has also improved dramatically.

"Liu Wu! Be careful when you get back, your sister-in-law will make sure you can't get out of bed!"

An acquaintance, feeling envious and saddened, loudly mocked from below.

The lower-level alchemists understood immediately and stirred up another wave of discussion.

Lin Qianxiu was too lazy to look anymore. She dismissed the silver mirror, flashed in front of Liu Wu, and stretched out a hand.

"Senior, what... what do you mean by this?"

Liu Wu was still floating in the clouds, completely unaware of Lin Qianxiu's meaning.

"Five taels of silver! You took my brother's elixir, and you're trying to renege on your debt?"

Lin Qianxiu's eyes widened.

Amidst the commotion, Liu Wu sheepishly pulled out the loose silver coins he had on him and handed them over with trembling hands, along with a few silver notes.

Lin Qianxiu casually took five taels, a hint of approval in her eyes.

"Liu Wu, you still have some sense of right and wrong. From now on, you will serve in my Juanyun Army!"

"The Rolling Cloud Army!" Liu Wu's legs trembled, and he almost knelt down.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll personally handle your onboarding."

Lin Qianxiu took out a blank waist token, its color vermilion with gold trim, and glanced at Liu Wu:

"What's your name? You can't possibly be Liu Wu, can you?"

"Your Excellency, my surname is Liu, and my given name is Yuzhi. Liu Wu is my childhood nickname."

Liu Yuzhi was overjoyed and stared intently at Lin Qianxiu as her white fingers flew across the paper, carving the three characters "Liu Yuzhi" onto the vermilion waist tag.

"Good name!"

Lin Qianxiu felt something, handed over the waist token, and sighed softly.

Liu Yuzhi, being quite tactful, bowed deeply to Luo Sifan from afar:

"Young Master Lin's kindness in recognizing my talent is as profound as giving me a second life; I, Liu Yuzhi, have no way to repay him!"

Luo Sifan waved his hand from afar, telling him not to be so polite.

"The alchemy session continues today! Liu Yuzhi, Lin Xiaozhi, come with me!"

Lin Qianxiu reached out and grabbed the sword, tossing it to Luo Sifan before walking away alone. Luo Sifan played with the sword, while Liu Yuzhi admired the waist token. They then drifted away happily through the path cleared by the other alchemists.

Under the combined might of the Rolling Cloud Army, no one dared to utter a sound; most were simply envious of Liu Zhiyu's incredible luck that day.

The seasoned alchemists on the stage exchanged subtle glances, their expressions delicate.

"That Marquis doesn't even leave a drop of soup for us! He even kidnapped Liu Yuzhi!"

One of them, after Lin Qianxiu had walked away, couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

The remaining alchemists smiled knowingly. Lin Qianxiu's actions had saved them the trouble of competing for Liu Yuzhi.

Lin Qianxiu led the two back to the camp where Luo Sifan was staying.

Those who came to look on were solemn, and the guards bowed respectfully.

After dismissing Liu Yuzhi, Lin Qianxiu led Luo Sifan directly into the main tent, dismissing everyone else.

With no one around, Lin Qianxiu lay down on the brocade couch, kicked off her soft boots and placed them on the table, looking relaxed. She casually patted her side, gesturing for Luo Sifan to sit down next to her.

Luo Sifan put down the sword in his hand and sat down obediently.

"Sister's identity is quite extraordinary."

Luo Sifan looked around at the furnishings in the tent; they were indeed magnificent and luxurious.

"Xiao, Ye, Lin, Su—the four great royal families of the Silverfrost Empire. Your sister here happens to be from the Lin family. What do you say?"

Lin Qianxiu held a few fruits on the table in her hand, chewing them while glancing at Luo Sifan.

This child seems so innocent, as if he just came from the mountains.

Luo Sifan's expression remained unchanged; his royal status meant little to him.

However, since he knew that Lin Qianxiu was of noble status, he could naturally help her find Jiyuan.

He then briefly recounted to Lin Qianxiu what Ji Yuan had done in Huiyan City, including how he bullied men and women, trafficked people, and promoted cults.

Even though Lin Qianxiu was not involved in politics, she couldn't help but frown upon hearing these words.

In less than half an hour, Ji Yuan happily followed Lin Qianxiu's men into the camp.

The second-in-command of the Western Expeditionary Army, and the current royal family of the Silverfrost Empire, invited him with great courtesy. Ji Yuan must think that his decades of hard work in Huiyan City have yielded fruitful results, and the opportunity to climb the social ladder and rise to prominence has arrived.

Inside the large tent sat three people, and to Ji Yuan's surprise, the smiling Luo Sifan on the right was unexpected. Ji Yuan was taken aback and momentarily forgot to greet him.

"Immortal..."

Ji Yuan blurted it out, then quickly stopped himself.

"Ji Yuan!"

Luo Sifan stood up with a smile on his face. It was so easy to get Lin Qianxiu as his backer, how could he not be happy?

"It's truly fate that we meet again! We parted ways in Yancheng yesterday, and today we meet again in Lord Lin's tent!"

Luo Sifan winked at Ji Yuan and walked closer.

After a moment of surprise, Ji Yuan seemed to understand something, and his face broke into a broad smile:

"You're right, you're right, you and I are indeed destined to meet!"

Luo Sifan chatted for a few minutes and easily came to Ji Yuan's side. Before Luo Sifan could make a move, Ji Yuan's smile suddenly froze, and he stood there like a puppet.

Luo Sifan urged Ji Yuan to step forward, and Ji Yuan obediently followed like a puppet on a string.

"Sister, this person is already under my control. He will answer any questions you may have truthfully."

Luo Sifan stepped aside and spoke calmly to Lin Qianxiu and the middle-aged man on his left.

A cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, whose body and soul are one, and whose cultivation spans two realms, would find it easy to control their soul if they had the means. However, it was quite astonishing that Luo Sifan, a mere Foundation Establishment Stage 2 cultivator, could subdue someone's soul with such ease, especially since the opponent was also a high-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Lin Qianxiu glanced at Luo Sifan thoughtfully, then began to ask Ji Yuan questions one by one.

From Ji Yuan's daily conduct and cultivation techniques, they inquired about the various sacrificial secrets of the Nine Immortals Palace, how to control believers, and how to lure cultivators to other worlds.

Ji Yuan answered all his questions without reservation, his face showing some joy, as if he were fulfilling his duty by preaching and resolving doubts.

Lin Qianxiu became increasingly alarmed as she asked more questions, especially when Ji Yuan subtly mentioned the vastness and depth of his sect's network.

The middle-aged man stood to the side taking notes, his face showing disbelief.

"Jiyuan, you mentioned that the celestial envoys from the upper realm frequently interact with you and recruit cultivators from the lower realm. When will the next celestial envoy exchange take place?"

After interrogating Ji Yuan for a long time, Lin Qianxiu realized that Ji Yuan seemed to be talking nonsense about the immortal realm and that it couldn't be taken seriously. So she started to have designs on the so-called immortal envoy.

"Reporting to the Marquis, I have gathered enough men over the past six months. Yesterday, I offered sacrifices and prayers at the Nine Immortals Hall. Within ten days, a celestial messenger will come to guide us."

It seems the so-called celestial messenger is about to make his appearance.

"How do you recognize that it is a celestial messenger? By its clothing, appearance, or accessories?"

Lin Qianxiu pressed for an answer.

"When the celestial messengers arrive, their souls naturally sense it. Moreover, everyone wears a celestial ring on their finger, an item rarely seen in the mortal realm."

Ji Yuan's face showed admiration as he slowly turned his head toward Luo Sifan, his gaze fixed on the Soul-Stabilizing Ring on Luo Sifan's finger, his eyes burning with fervor.

"Xiao Yi!"

Luo Sifan waved his hand, secretly urging Xiao Yi, "Why is Ji Yuan arguing with me?"

"Damn it, I forgot to block this guy's memories!"

Xiao Yi was a little embarrassed and annoyed.

"Lord Immortal Envoy!"

To Lin Qianxiu's astonishment, Ji Yuan smiled broadly, stuck out his rear end, and bowed to Luo Sifan.