In his mind, the glazed bottle started to shake incessantly.
Hoh~ Cough~
Just like spitting out thick phlegm, a black pill was ejected from the bottle's mouth.
Nine Ox Strength Pill: Consuming it grants the power of nine oxen. Side effect: It unconditionally provokes irrational hatred from red entities for a month.
Seeing this pill, Han Yu hesitated a bit. It seemed like a rare pill with not-so-terrifying side effects and it even had a time limit.
If it were something more outrageous, he wouldn't hesitate to throw it straight into Rat Taoist's mouth.
Admittedly, he was quite tempted by this pill. The power of nine oxen — landing a punch could surely spill a lot of blood.
"Nothing red that's too scary, right?"
Han Yu muttered to himself, then with a flash in his eyes, a pill appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Without a second thought, he opened his mouth and tossed the pill in, chewing a few times. It had a beef flavor — who knew how the glazed bottle managed to concoct a beef-flavored pill.
After swallowing it, a warm current spread through his body. He tentatively approached the alchemy furnace, cupped an ear of the furnace with each hand, and lifted it effortlessly.
He then tried lifting the alchemy furnace with just one hand, only needing a little extra effort.
The power of nine oxen was so terrifying!
A disciple, hearing the commotion, peeked in to check, only to be dumbfounded as the large furnace flew at him.
Bam!
The alchemy furnace crashed into the wall, pushing the disciple into it. From the looks of it, he likely wouldn't survive.
The loud noise instantly attracted more people. More than ten disciples standing below gathered around upon hearing the sound.
Han Yu frowned at the passage, gritted his teeth, and dashed forward headfirst. Like a mad bull, he fiercely knocked disciples blocking his path aside, soon charging down the stone stairs.
With the stone door just ahead, where he had been brought down from before,
Han Yu didn't stop his steps; instead, he sped up and charged forward.
Upon reaching the stone door, Han Yu punched with all his might, shattering the door amidst a loud impact.
The entire Five Immortals Sect was instantly awakened by the enormous noise. Rat Taoist was the first to chase out. As soon as he came out, he saw Han Yu breaking through the main door and leaving.
"Everyone, get out here quickly and give chase!"
Rat Taoist was anxious. With the three major sects all here, if they didn't quickly catch him back, and he got discovered by them, it'd be a disaster.
Moreover, if Ye Zhiqiu knew they broke into the prison to rescue someone, the Five Immortals Sect wouldn't find peace in Yujin City.
The remaining forty-odd disciples came out en masse, chasing in the direction Han Yu fled. The streets flickered with lights.
"Spread out and surround him."
A disciple suggested, and soon a team split into three, each team with ten people running in different directions.
"Damn it, what are the Yujin Prefecture guards doing? Such a commotion, and no one shows up," Han Yu cursed as he ran.
Ye Zhiqiu had already been notified by the prefecture guards monitoring in the city and came out, watching the direction of the Five Immortals Sect with a cold smile.
"So it's Rat Taoist. Tsk tsk!"
He wasn't in a hurry to make a move. The people from the three major sects were also in the city, and such a commotion certainly couldn't be hidden from them. Just waiting for them to show themselves.
If you don't give them a proper lesson, they'll forget who's in charge here.
Sure enough, after Han Yu ran a few more streets, he suddenly found that the number of pursuers behind him seemed to increase, and their clothing varied.
"You Five Immortals Sect have a lot of nerve, abducting the little pharmacist and making us take the blame."
A disciple from the three sects loudly questioned the Five Immortals Sect disciples.
"When did we make you take the blame? As for the little pharmacist, everyone has their skills."
The Five Immortals Sect disciple retorted with dissatisfaction.
As the argument intensified, they completely forgot about pursuing Han Yu and started fighting on the street.
The pressure on Han Yu eased considerably, and he prepared to run in another direction. After running a few blocks, someone suddenly called out to him.
"Little Pharmacist."
Ye Zhiqiu stood at the entrance of the government office, looking at him with a smile.
"It's you!"
Han Yu recognized him as the one who initially shouted to throw him out of the city while he was in prison.
Ye Zhiqiu curiously sized him up, seeing him wrapped in ragged strips of cloth, almost laughed out loud. It seemed Rat Taoist had given him special treatment.
"Where are you going?"
Ye Zhiqiu asked.
Han Yu sighed helplessly and said, "I haven't finished serving my time in prison yet! Considering the chaos outside, I might as well honestly finish my sentence inside."
"That's not necessary."
Ye Zhiqiu pointed at the sky. "It's past midnight; your sentence is over. You don't need to go back to the Yujin Prefecture prison."
Upon hearing this, Han Yu turned to run, "Better to go back."
"You can't leave."
Ye Zhiqiu laughed heartily, moving swiftly to his side, gently wrapped him with surging True Essence and sent him back into the distance.
After escaping with difficulty, Han Yu once again found himself surrounded by the disciples of the three sects.
The disciples, who were focused on fighting, saw Han Yu descending from the sky, suddenly remembered their main task, and rushed towards Han Yu with their weapons.
"Seize him!"
"I dare any of you."
A voice of fury rang out as Rat Taoist's flying figure quickly arrived. With a flick of his robe sleeve, a mighty force swept away the surrounding disciples of the three sects.
"You old bastard finally show yourself."
At this moment, three more figures elegantly approached; it was the Celestial Blade, Yuquan, and Spirit Heart Sect Leader.
"Well done, Rat Taoist."
The Spirit Heart Sect Leader looked at him with a sinister smile.