I Became the Alchemy Master by Picking Up Trash-Chapter 249 - 247: A Step Too Late

"Who...who are you—uh!"

The guard in charge of watching the cell didn’t finish speaking before the seemingly gentle "maid" sent him flying with a palm strike. His body slid down against the wall, leaving a pool of blood.

Li Xing immediately saw Yang Zhou hanging in the center of the cell, bloodied and flesh torn. She swiftly used a palm wind to cut the rope, catching him and gently laying him on the ground.

"Principal Yang!"

"Adviser Yang—!"

"Brother Yang, we’ve come to save you!"

Despite wearing Lin Caier’s face, Yang Zhou could instantly recognize Li Xing’s identity from her tone and speech.

Yang Zhou was enduring immense pain, his muscles tensed, and his blood-red eyes fixed on Li Xing as if he wanted to speak, but nothing came out except meaningless groans.

Li Xing took out the red medicine to feed him, but she couldn’t pry open Yang Zhou’s mouth. Unwilling to resort to violence to dislocate his jaw, she softly pleaded, "Principal, please relax and take the medicine!"

Yang Zhou stared at Li Xing with all his might, struggling to raise a finger pointing at the camera that had been aimed at him all along.

Zheng Qi rushed over to take the camera and played back the footage. After the trio saw what Xue Han had done, their hearts were filled with fear and rage to the point of explosion.

Those who consumed the Holy Pill would soon lose their consciousness, becoming Berserkers bent solely on slaughter, inevitably depleting their life force and dying without exception.

They had struggled to find Yang Zhou, only to arrive a step too late.

Watching Yang Zhou’s pained expression, Zhao Yi’s eyes nearly burst with fury as he punched the ground and roared, "Xue Han, I’ll kill you—!"

Zheng Qi’s face was awash with tears. For Yang Zhou to die in such a manner was the greatest insult and desecration, and the people of the Cult of Destruction were incredibly malicious.

Li Xing’s anger surpassed that of Zhao Yi and Zheng Qi, but she was not swayed by her emotions. After the initial panic, she quickly calmed down and contemplated a solution. Li Xing would never give up until the last moment.

"You two go outside, patch up the wall, and guard the entrance so no one disturbs us!"

"Miss Li, do you have a way to save Adviser Yang?"

"I’ll do my best!"

"Alright—! If you can save him, Zhao Yi will recognize you as the boss from now on, and I’ll do whatever it takes for you!"

After Zhao Yi spoke, he and Zheng Qi went out to keep watch, while he used the Earth Elemental Spirit to reseal the collapsed wall.

Li Xing turned off the optical computer, so the events in the cell were only known to her and Yang Zhou.

Yang Zhou had not yet completely lost consciousness. He grew more anxious and fearful seeing Li Xing send the others away. He was already at the end of his strength and could be overtaken by the parasite at any moment, driving him mad.

The Holy Pill given by Xue Han was different from before, meaning that in his Berserk state, his combat power would be stronger than previous Berserkers.

Since joining the Freedom Army, Yang Zhou had disregarded personal safety. He wasn’t afraid to die but feared the parasite would exploit his body and abilities for evil.

Li Xing, this fool, why send the others out? With more people, at least they could help block my attacks. Now it’s just Li Xing alone; what if she suffers in the fight?

"Kill...kill me!" Yang Zhou felt his Primordial Spirit was losing control. He didn’t want Li Xing to see the horror of his transformation or risk her getting hurt. He pleaded for Li Xing to end his life swiftly.

"Principal Yang, you’ve done well enough. Leave what happens next to me." Li Xing’s soothing words provided no relief to Yang Zhou; instead, he grew even more worried.

This fool Li Xing, is she about to do something dangerous?

"Principal Yang, I promise you, if I truly can’t save you, I’ll personally end your life. You don’t need to worry about harming the innocent."

This assurance finally put Yang Zhou at ease. He let out a beastly roar, and the chains binding his limbs shattered instantly under his muscular force.

At that moment, Yang Zhou had entirely entered a berserk state, his eyes blood red, fingers clawed, and he lunged mercilessly at Li Xing’s throat.

Li Xing sidestepped Yang Zhou’s attack and followed with several backflips to widen the distance and observe his condition from afar.

Yang Zhou hadn’t turned into a grotesquely muscular monster like Jiang Junnan. If not for his now malicious aura and out-of-place gaze, it would be hard to tell he was possessed by a parasite.

Yang Zhou had been tortured for three days and nights, teetering on the brink of mental collapse. Having suppressed the parasite for so long, his consciousness now submerged in a coma, his body and mind completely under the parasite’s control.

The two exchanged blows rapidly, going through more than a dozen rounds. Though Yang Zhou took several punches from Li Xing, his agility and nimbleness showed no signs of weakness.

This alarmed Li Xing internally. Her combat skills had significantly improved since the Festival of Light. Her fists, though not at full strength, weren’t something ordinary people could endure.

In comparison, Yang Zhou’s combat power post-transformation far exceeded Jiang Junnan’s. While his own aptitude played a role, Li Xing suspected it largely related to the parasite within him.

It was likely that the parasites from this batch of Holy Pills had a much higher level than those inside Jiang Junnan.

Li Xing’s goal was to save Yang Zhou, which made her hesitant in battle, unable to utilize the Heavenly Wolf Saber or Little Fatty.

The longer it dragged on, the more Yang Zhou’s life force drained. It had to be resolved quickly. With a powerful punch sending Yang Zhou five meters away, Li Xing shouted: 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Little worm, let’s make a deal. Leave his body, and I’ll give you something tastier, okay?"

"Yang Zhou’s" eyes went vacant, head tilted nearly ninety degrees, staring eerily at Li Xing.

"What’s the matter, don’t you believe me?"

Li Xing raised her hand, and fist-sized superior Spirit Stones rained down, soon covering the floor.

The dense Spiritual Power emanating from the top-grade Spirit Stones rooted "Yang Zhou" to the spot. His attack stance relaxed, and he got on all fours, sniffing the Spirit Stones eagerly.

From his throat came a rasping sound, while his blood-red eyes filled with rare emotions—a mixture of surprise, greed, and joy contorting Yang Zhou’s face into an even more twisted, bizarre sight.

The crisp collision of Spirit Stones on the ground continually stimulated "Yang Zhou’s" nerves. Li Xing knew the parasite was struggling, weighing its options.

Since arriving on Qianyuan Continent, Li Xing had never seen a creature uninterested in Spiritual Energy. Regardless of whether the parasite eats humans or absorbs life force, as long as it’s a living creature, it would not resist the allure of Spiritual Energy. If it could, it only meant there wasn’t enough.

"Not enough? There’s more!"

Crash—! The Spirit Stones piled into a small mountain.

Li Xing nearly emptied a whole Qiankun Box of Spirit Stones. Just as she was about to take out a second box, a transparent insect the size of a fingernail flew out from Yang Zhou’s nostril, quietly landing on the Spirit Stone mountain, greedily absorbing the Spiritual Energy.

To the denizens of Qianyuan Continent, who lacked Divine Sense, humans were essentially blind. It could fully consume before returning to the body without being detected.

Unfortunately, the parasite underestimated Li Xing’s Divine Sense. Since cultivating two Nascent Souls, her Divine Sense had grown substantially. The parasite in an invisible state was clearly visible within Li Xing’s Divine Sense.

The parasite was feasting on the Spirit Stone mountain when suddenly an overwhelming Divine Sense locked onto it. The unguarded parasite nearly got crushed. Before it could think of escaping, Li Xing captured it, swiftly tearing off its wings.

"Screeech—!"

The parasite let out a sharp cry, its invisibility dissipating, and the antennae on its head quivering madly.