"His original body was destroyed, his soul badly damaged, so he had no choice but to seize another body. But that was a corpse, so its cultivation couldn't match his former strength. To compensate, he could only devour blood to grow stronger." Mason Liu explained, one point at a time.
Yang Han finally understood: the body Elder Liu had seized was definitely too weak to display his true power, so he was forced to use a shortcut with heavy side effects to make himself stronger.
"So where exactly is your grandfather on the mountain right now?" Yang Han asked.
Mason Liu naturally told Yang Han everything, including Elder Liu's current location.
Yang Han got the information he wanted, then woke Mason Liu up. When Mason saw Yang Han, he exclaimed in delight, "Boss, your wine is amazing! Is there any more?"
"This wine is extremely rare. Even if I have some left, I'll keep it for myself, just in case." Yang Han laughed.
"No matter how rare, I want it!" Mason Liu said greedily, eyes shining.
"I'm afraid you can't afford it," Yang Han replied with a smile.
"Name your price," Mason Liu grinned.
"One bottle costs several tens of millions of top-grade Spirit Crystal Ore. What do you think?" Yang Han chuckled.
Mason Liu's face turned awkward. He hadn't expected the wine to be so expensive, so he could only laugh awkwardly and say, "No wonder it's such a rare wine. Where did you get it from?"
"I got it from a friend," Yang Han replied with a smile.
Mason Liu nodded in understanding, then said with a laugh, "Boss, you really need to keep this wine safe. Once I get enough Spirit Crystal Ore, I'll buy it."
"You're welcome anytime," Yang Han laughed.
So Mason Liu left reluctantly. When his friends saw his disappointed look, they all asked what happened. After learning how tempting the wine was, they all said they would save up and try a cup someday.
After everyone left, Yang Han began to plan his next move—how to make the two tigers fight.
One day, Yang Han lured an alcoholic disciple from one of the mountain peaks upstairs, knocked him out, and then disguised himself as that man. He walked up the mountain and arrived at Elder Liu's location.
"He should be inside, right?" Yang Han muttered. As he passed by, everyone greeted him, thinking he was the original person from the mountain.
Yang Han knew Elder Liu's current cultivation level, so he said to the gatekeeper, "The peak lord sent me to check on things."
"Alright, go on in," the gatekeeper said.
Yang Han nodded, then walked inside and closed the door. Elder Liu was hiding in a corner, and when he saw someone enter, he asked, "Who are you?"
"The peak lord sent me. He wants me to have a chat with you," Yang Han replied.
"What's there to talk about?" Elder Liu asked, confused.
Before Elder Liu could finish, Yang Han instantly sealed him—he couldn't say a word or move a muscle. Elder Liu's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Yang Han.
Yang Han smiled silently and tossed him straight into a corner of the Tower.
Then Yang Han left as if nothing had happened, quickly descending the mountain and leaving Sevenmile Peak.
Outside, Yang Han released Elder Liu again and unsealed his voice. Elder Liu immediately asked, "Who are you really?"
"I know you, but you might not recognize me right now. Just wait—a good show is about to start," Yang Han said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Elder Liu asked in fear.
"Heh, just watch. I'll help you remove your poison first," Yang Han said with a grin.