Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself Chapter 213 The Lord of Jar

In the middle of the cave was a stone tower about 10 meters high, piled with strips of stone. The top was flat, but there was no statue or big jar on it. At the bottom of the stone tower, there was a stone ladder leading to the top. All the stones used were white marble, so the ladder was just like a road to heaven, which was made of white clouds.

Dozens of girls knelt on futons on the ground. They wore white robes that were thin enough to show their backs and hips, but they seemed to have lost their sense of shame and didn't care.

On either side of the girls stood a line of “security guards” in white uniforms, each standing upright and looking straight ahead, holding a bloody stick. It was like a procession of armed guards in the Church. With white uniforms and bloody sticks, they formed a picture that exuded a weird smell.

Ning Tao and the other three slipped to the back of the line on the left. No one looked back at them. In the process, Ning Tao had already found the five special school girls he was searching. They knelt in the back row of the chanting line. When others chanted, they used sign language. He could identify them at a glance, without sniffing their scent.

The girls continued to chant, “The old God is gone, and a new God shall come. I'm here to pray for a new God. You are a light that dispels darkness. You are the sword that breaks the prison. I am your pious believer. I will follow you. I have no fear of sacrifice. I'll light the flame with my blood…”

All the girls suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from the futon, and without hesitation, grasped the blade with their left hand and drew it with their right. Streams of blood poured from the palms of the girls' hands and dripped to the ground.

Poof!

A flame shot up from the top of the stone tower. It was several meters high, but it was not a normal flame. It was jumping, burning fiercely, but the temperature hadn't risen at all.

“It's a ghost fire!” Yin Molan cried suddenly. Although his voice was very low, someone heard him.

An armed guard turned around. Yin Molan kept his mouth closed with a severe expression on his face.

The armed guard did not turn his head. He glanced at Yin Molan's hands, which did not have a stick. Then his eyes fell on Ning Tao, and he opened his mouth to scream.

Yin Molan reached out and struck him around the neck, and then held him as he fell to the ground.

At that moment, a man appeared from the stone tower. The green flames surrounded him, but he was unscathed. He wore a white robe and a large, pointed hat. His face was hidden, as well as his mouth.

Ning Tao's heart did a flip. That was the Lord of Jar Zhang Weibiao described!

“God! Please place my soul!” someone shouted, and all the girls kneeling on the futon got up and rushed to the stone tower.

Place their souls?

Ning Tao heard it for the second time. When he first heard the word, he thought it was just some sort of brainwashing text or oath, but then he realized something while seeing the crazy scene of the girls rushing toward the stone tower. He was in a hurry and could not help yelling, “Don't move! Come back!”

His voice reverberated in the cave, shaking the enclosed space, with echoes.

The eyes of all the armed guards fell on him. The Lord of Jar, who stood on top of the stone tower in flames, also looked at him. At that moment, it seemed as if two projectiles shot out of the holes in the big white hat with the pointed tip, striking Ning Tao in the face.

However, none of the girls listened to Ning Tao's warning. One by one, they scrambled up to the stone tower and rushed to the top.

“Stop them!” Ning Tao bellowed and headed for the stone tower.

However, before Ning Tao got close to the stone tower, armed guards on both sides rushed up and attacked him with their sticks.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Ning Tao was hit by at least seven sticks. But such attacks were like scratching an itch for him. He had no intention of avoiding but rather shouldered into the enemy. Two armed guards who blocked his way were immediately knocked into the air.

Yin Molan, Qing Zhui, and Bai Jing also started. When the three demons worked together, they showed the enemy no mercy. Yin Molan took his knife to the front. The head of an armed guard, who had thrown himself at him, flew in the air. Almost at the same moment, two armed guards were killed by Qing Zhui and Bai Jing. Their snake claws were thrust through the front of the guards' chests and pierced through their backs.

Death, however, did not deter any armed guards. They were not afraid of death and rushed forward.

In such a short time, a tall girl with long legs had rushed to the top of the stone tower and plunged into the green flames. Her body burst into flames, and she collapsed. However, dozens of girls behind her still rushed to the stone tower. They would touch their “new God” and “place” their souls.

It was actually a sacrificial tower.

This place was the den of a cult!

“Stop!” A man's voice came from inside the pointed hat. His voice was muffled and indistinguishable.

His words worked well. The armed guards who had attacked Ning Tao and his companions stopped, even the girls who rushed to the stone tower also paused.

Footsteps were heard in the tunnel behind them. Suddenly, a large group of armed guards in white uniforms poured into the cave, cutting off Ning Tao and the other three's retreat. These armed guards were those armed guards on the ground. Instead of bloody sticks, they carried guns, including pistols and rifles.

The Lord of Jar said in a muffled voice, “My children, I'll forgive your sins if you kneel down and repent.”

Ning Tao snorted, “You think I wouldn't recognize you when you wear a hat? Bai Sheng, you're just a snake demon. You're mystifying to others!”

Bai Jing and Qing Zhui looked at the man on the sacrificial altar. At about the same time, they both stuck out their long tongues to catch and identify Bai Sheng's scent.

No matter how one disguised himself, he could not hide the smell of his body unless he changed it.

Standing on the sacrificial altar, the Lord of Jar reached out his hand to take off his pointed hat, and a beautiful face was suddenly exposed. It was really Bai Sheng. There were many men who were better looking than women, and Bai Sheng was definitely one of the most beautiful.

“Ning Tao, you must turn from a dog. You found it here.” Bai Sheng's voice returned to normal.

“I can smell you even if I cover my nose,” Ning Tao uttered in a cold voice.

Bai Sheng shrugged and said nothing but held out his hand to a girl who was just a few steps away.

“God!” The girl let out a scream and threw herself at Bai Sheng. However, before she could reach Bai Sheng and touch her “God,” her body was on fire. She fell before she could yell. From the inside of the sacrificial altar came the faint sound of something heavy falling. It seemed to be empty inside.

“God! I'm your pious believer. Please place my soul!” the girls screamed again, excited. Their voices rose.

Ning Tao didn't yell to stop them again because he knew it wouldn't work. They had been brainwashed and manipulated. Once Bai Sheng gave them instructions, they would rush to attack Ning Tao. How would they listen to him? If they did attack him, could Ning Tao kill them?

Ning Tao quietly raised his right hand to his back.

“What will you bring out? The firewood chopper, the fan, or your silver needle?” Bai Sheng asked.

Ning Tao's hand froze on his waist. He had hardly time to lift his coat and seize the handle of the Mauser pistol.

Bai Sheng sneered, “Looks like I underestimated you a cultivating doctor, or you would have died last time. But what surprised me more was not the way you ran away, but the way you managed to remove the Viper-like Insect I planted on Bai Jing. I always thought that no one in the world but I could cure the Viper-like Insect I had planted.”

The corners of Bai Jing's mouth moved slightly. She seemed to try to say something, but she didn't.

Qing Zhui even avoided Bai Sheng's gaze. She and Bai Jing had always had a visceral fear of Bai Sheng. The authority Bai Sheng had taken so long to build on them, and his brutal methods were not easy to shake off.

“Bai Jing, Qing Zhui, I'll give you one last chance. Leave that guy and come back to me. As you have seen, I am a new God. You will be bathed in divine light and be honored. I will help you through the tribulation, let you enter the heavenly realm!” Bai Sheng's voice was commanding and seductive.

“Bah!” Qing Zhui spat on the ground.

Qing Zhui's response inspired Bai Jing's courage. She also spat on the ground. “Bai Sheng, you said you were the new God. Is it because of these brainwashed kids? You make me sick. Come back to you? I'd rather die! Qing Zhui and I are going to break up with you this time!”

Bai Sheng's face was expressionless, but his voice was noticeably colder. “There is a better way, but you take the harder way. Now that you're here, don't leave. Be my stepping-stones to heaven.”

Humming…

The sound of the wind blowing the big jar suddenly came from the sacrificial altar. The armed guards and the maidens were gathering at the sacrificial altar-like corpses. Those armed guards with guns and knives, who came later, were no exception. They walked step by step to the sacrificial altar with their hands down.

There was also a big jar in the sacrificial altar. However, it was certainly not a simple porcelain jar but a magic tool!

Anxious, Ning Tao reached out his hand to catch a deaf girl.

The young girl suddenly opened her mouth wide with a ferocious expression. She seemed to be yelling at Ning Tao, but she could only make a babbling sound. As Ning Tao didn't let her go, she suddenly tried to bite him.

Ning Tao let go of the deaf girl and suddenly reached behind his back to grab the handle of the Mauser pistol stuck in his belt…

Chapter end