Lin Jin told him about Taoist Tiger from Taoist Lord's Heavenly Scroll. It was all from Taoist Lord's heart. Hearing it from Lin Jin's mouth, Taoist Tiger's eyes brimmed with tears. Lin Jin's words didn't seem fake.
To put it simply, a man and a monster had gotten to know each other through a fight. After getting to know each other, they found out that they were on the same wavelength. With Taoist Lord as a medium, they also had a common enemy.
"The one who hurt me back then was Taoist Corpse," Taoist Tiger revealed the truth.
Upon hearing this, Lin Jin realized how vicious Taoist Corpse was. Just by thinking about it, he knew that Taoist Corpse was most likely planning to refine Taoist Tiger into a zombie tiger for him to command.
Fortunately, Taoist Tiger was quite capable. Even if he was ambushed, he could still severely injure his opponent and escape.
Also, because he was afraid of being found by Corpse Cultivators, Tiger Cultivator had been extremely low-key in the past hundreds of years. Even the number of times he left the cave was pitifully few. Therefore, most people in the Liang Province had heard of the Black Wind Cave Master. Tiger Cultivator, these three words, had long been forgotten.
Since they had become sworn brothers, Lin Jin had no plans to feed the monsters in Black Wind Cave with monster sealing pills. Firstly, it wasn't necessary. With Taoist Tiger restraining them, the monsters wouldn't dare to resist. Secondly, monster sealing pills were extremely precious. The feed mill had limited materials so it was better to save as much as possible.
"Right, Brother Tiger, how much do you know about Liangzhou's Water God Cult?" After chatting for so long, Lin Jin took a sip of wine before getting back to the topic at hand.
Lin Jin was definitely going to Mount Five Palms to retrieve the Four Seas Freedom Gourd. Taoist Tiger had been hiding in Black Wind Cave for centuries so he should know a thing or two about Water God Cult.
Sure enough, Taoist Tiger scowled in disdain at Lin Jin's question.
"The Water God Cult, humph, just a bunch of rabble. Around the time I came to Liangzhou to hide, some mutants from the Western Prefecture came to preach, but this has nothing to do with me. Back then, their stupid Cult Master came to deal with me and wanted to establish his power. In the end, I bit off one of his arms and he fled in panic. Later, if it wasn't because I didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, they would have already been destroyed. Later on, they learned their lesson and even sent me gifts so I didn't bother with them. "
This was Lin Jin's first time hearing about this.
Clearly, with Daoist Hu's temperament, he would definitely not say anything. In other words, it was true. If that was the case, then the Water God Sect was only so-so. Their strength might even be inferior to the Black Wind Cave.
If that was the case, things would be much easier. However, Lin Jin had always been cautious. No matter what, Water God Cult had been operating in Liangzhou for hundreds of years so they must have a solid foundation.
Lin Jin wasn't afraid even when he was alone. Now that he had Black Wind Cave's support, he had even less to fear.
After giving it some thought, Lin Jin said, "Back then, your master, Daoist Lord, left behind an artifact at Mount Five Palms in Liangzhou. I'm here to retrieve that artifact. Can you lend me a hand, Brother Tiger?"
"Master's magic treasure?" Daoist Tiger's eyes lit up.
He hurriedly nodded, "Since the items left behind by the Honored Master are recorded in the Heavenly Book, only the inheritor can take them. Brother Lin, since your Honored Master can read the Heavenly Book, he is the inheritor that my Honored Master mentioned. It's not a problem for you to take it, I will naturally do my best to help."
Lin Jin nodded, musing that it was done.
With the help of an expert like Daoist Tiger, this matter was practically in the bag.
Lin Jin pondered for a moment before asking, "Brother Tiger, how's your old injury?"
At the mention of this, Daoist Tiger's expression darkened.
"Don't mention it. I don't know what method that Corpse Dao used to injure me back then. For the past few centuries, I've tried everything I could but to no avail. Instead, my injury worsened and now, I can barely suppress it anymore."
Lin Jin nodded. In fact, when he accidentally touched Daoist Tiger earlier, he had already recorded him into the Museum of Deadly Beasts. So, Lin Jin knew Daoist Tiger's injury like the back of his hand.
As the Daoist Lord's disciple, Daoist Tiger knew a thing or two about beast appraising and diagnosis. But even so, he still couldn't recover after so many years. Just from this alone, one could tell how unique his injury was.
However, no matter how unique it was, the museum had already provided him with a cure.
"Brother Tiger, if you don't mind, let me take a look at you!" Lin Jin volunteered. Now that he and Daoist Tiger were allies, they could work together to deal with Corpse Dao and the Demonic Appraisal Association in the future. Hence, treating Daoist Tiger was beneficial to Lin Jin.
"Haha, what's there to mind? Brother Lin, feel free to take a look if you want." Daoist Tiger laughed heartily. As he spoke, he tore off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.
On Daoist Tiger's back was a wound about two feet long. Strangely, this wound was difficult to heal. Although it was still stained with blood, the flesh around the wound had turned black, similar to the skin color of the zombie Lin Jin had seen.
Anyone who didn't know anything about this strange wound would be at a loss for what to do, let alone treat it. But Lin Jin knew the details of this wound.
It was just an ordinary wound. The reason why it couldn't heal even after hundreds of years was because of the corpse energy on it. And this wasn't just any corpse energy. According to the museum, this corpse energy was known as' immortal-corroding corpse energy '. If a regular person were to come in contact with even a hint of it, they would be instantly killed by the corpse energy and refined into a zombie. Even a powerful expert would meet a tragic end if they came in contact with it.
Daoist Tiger was the disciple of the Daolord, one of the six beastmen. His strength was already extraordinary hundreds of years ago, but even he had been tortured by this corpse aura for hundreds of years. Let alone dispel it, the corpse aura was about to invade his internal organs. It could be said that he was in a very dangerous situation.
It wasn't that Lin Jin was boasting, but even an immortal might not be able to save Daoist Tiger. Without the Museum of Deadly Beasts, Lin Jin wouldn't be able to do anything.
Forget a Rank 4 beast appraiser, even a Rank 5 or 6 beast appraiser wouldn't be able to save him.
Moreover, as far as Lin Jin knew, there were no Rank 6 beast appraisers in this world. If there were, Lin Jin believed Shu Xiaolou was qualified to be promoted to Rank 6.
Returning to the wound on Daoist Tiger's back, the wound wasn't the problem. The problem was the corpse. The key was how to get rid of it.
The Museum of Deadly Beasts had several methods of treatment.
In Lin Jin's opinion, there were only two possible methods. One was to use the Body Refining Needle to force the corpse energy out of his body.
But if that was the case, the corpse energy that was forced out of his body would become a huge problem. Anyone who came in contact with it would be refined into a zombie, including himself.
Even if they managed to avoid it, the corpse energy would spread and corrode the surroundings, turning the area into a land of death. If the corpse energy were to spread, it would be even more troublesome.
The other method was riskier. But to Lin Jin, it would solve the problem once and for all.
This method was to fight poison with poison. Normal creatures, be it humans or monsters, couldn't coexist with corpse energy, let alone suppress it. Conversely, it was more likely that they would be suppressed by the corpse energy. But what if it was a zombie who suppressed the corpse energy?
This was what it meant to fight poison with poison.
Coincidentally, there was a powerful zombie sealed inside Shu Xiaolou's painting.
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