"Enough, if you want the Lazarus Pit, I'll give it to you."

 

Rao, who had never been threatened by the Demon Lord before, compromised out of worry and anger.

 

"Don't threaten me with Talia!"

 

The guy in front of him possessed an extremely terrifying ability. His warriors and ninjas couldn't even put up a fight against him.

 

He had never seen such a formidable enemy before. He didn't care about much in this world, but a rare sense of unease washed over him. He wasn't confident that he could protect his daughter from this person's murderous intent.

 

"There is a Lazarus Pit deep in the Rocky Mountains. You can get what you want from there."

 

Rao reported a set of coordinates with a humiliated expression.

 

In fact, there was more than one Lazarus Pit on Earth. He searched everywhere to establish important bases.

 

He would never reveal the location of the headquarters of his Assassin League to the person in front of him.

 

Otherwise, the headquarters he had worked hard to establish for centuries would be destroyed by him with a flick of his hand.

 

"Take him with us, Clark. Let's go."

 

David didn't plan to simply trust him like that. He threw Rao to Clark and said.

 

He didn't necessarily have to go to the Lazarus Pit in the Middle East. As long as it had healing effects, it would be fine.

 

If they could get the spring water earlier and reduce the damage to his father Jonathan's body, it would be even better.

 

"Where are you taking him?"

 

Batman broke through the dome, spread his bat wings, and landed with a deep voice.

 

He looked at Rao, who looked somewhat embarrassed, with a complex gaze.

 

"I think you are the true master of the ninja."

 

Rao was his mentor when he was trained by the League of Shadows. He taught him a lot, even hiding his true identity behind a mask, becoming an unpredictable monster that made people more fearful. This was also what he taught. They were both teacher and friend at that time.

 

"That ninja master disguised as a monk is just a puppet you created."

 

"No, when I'm not around, he is indeed the ninja master."

 

Rao looked at his most proud disciple with a sigh.

 

From the familiar lower half of his face, he recognized his former disciple at a glance. He had long guessed who the bat that appeared in Gotham not long ago was.

 

"You really did what I taught you, hiding your vulnerability behind a mask."

 

"Enough, the conversation ends here. If he didn't deceive me, I will spare his life and bring him back to you for disposal."

 

David, who was anxious to save people, frowned and didn't plan to give them any more time to reminisce.

 

This time, Batman helped him by providing a clue.

 

With that, he and Clark disappeared on the spot, taking Rao to the Rocky Mountains.

 

…

 

The Rocky Mountains, known as the backbone of North America, stretch for thousands of kilometers from north to south, consisting of numerous famous or nameless small mountain ranges.

 

In an unnamed branch of the Rocky Mountains, at an altitude of over two thousand meters, the air was thin.

 

At the peak of the mountain, covered in white snow, stood a stone palace.

 

Whoosh!

 

David and Clark, along with Rao, suddenly appeared, and a gust of wind blew snowflakes behind them.

 

"We're here."

 

"I saw a pool at the bottom of the palace."

 

Clark used his X-ray vision and saw a pool-like place at the bottom of the stone palace, guarded by many people. He felt delighted.

 

Once they obtained the spring water, they could go back and save his father.

 

Having a pool didn't necessarily mean it was real. David wasn't that naive. He warned Rao again in a cold voice, who was shocked by their fast arrival at the Rocky Mountains.

 

"You better not have deceived me, otherwise you can prepare a coffin for your daughter in advance."

 

Dozens of assassins disguised as ninjas quickly jumped out of the stone palace and surrounded the two of them, ready to face a formidable enemy.

 

David glanced at the mini cameras hidden among the branches of the tall snow cedars around him and withdrew his gaze.

 

"You have advanced here."

 

"Everyone, step back."

 

Rao, with a shocked expression still on his face, ordered those ninjas. Looking at everything familiar around him, a storm surged in his heart.

 

It was unimaginable where these two people came from. They crossed over thousands of kilometers from Gotham to the Rocky Mountains in less than half an hour at a speed surpassing sound.

 

It would be fine if it was just one person, but the key was that both of them had this unimaginable ability.

 

"What is your origin?"

 

"I don't need to know that."

 

Ignoring the ninjas who put away their weapons but still stared at them, David and Clark led Rao to the depths of the palace.

 

A stone chamber built from a cave, with a pool that appeared green.

 

Under the dim light, the green pool water made Clark's face turn slightly green. He instinctively felt that it wasn't good. He looked at his brother.

 

"Is this the pool you mentioned with many miraculous effects?"

 

It didn't look like a holy spring that could bring people back to life, but more like a product of demons.

 

"Is this the Lazarus Pit?"

 

David frowned. It was his first time seeing the spring water that was said to revive people. He crouched down and reached his hand into the pool, which didn't feel any energy.

 

"Of course it's not good. The Lazarus Pit can heal all injuries, revive the dead, and grant eternal life. But if used excessively, the pool will exact a corresponding price, such as driving people insane. Good things go in, bad things come out."

 

Rao looked at his reflection in the pool and sneered.

 

He had long known about the corrupting effect of the pool on people's minds, but he didn't think he had been changed. Everything was his own choice.

 

"Hmm?"

 

Clark looked at his brother in surprise. His brother hadn't mentioned this in advance.

 

"Don't talk nonsense, my brother."

 

David stood up and threw the pool water, which didn't feel any energy, away.

 

"You should know that drinking too much water can also be poisonous and deadly."In the comics, some say the Lazarus Pit owes its powers to the impure Dionysus Factor—a liquid metal that grants immortality. Others attribute its abilities to magical energy.

 

"I'm not sure about the other pits, but this one seems to be derived from the Dionysus Factor."

 

Staring at the emerald-green water, his eyes narrowed slightly, a sudden idea came to him.

 

Even though his current ability to manipulate energy hadn't reached its peak and he couldn't absorb magical energy, his perception of energy was unparalleled.

 

"Perhaps it stirs up negative emotions, bringing out the dark side in people…"

 

But to discuss anything without considering the dosage is irresponsible. Even without soaking in any pit, a bad day could turn someone into a deranged joker.

 

People naturally produce negative emotions. If they're not strong enough, like temporary depression or irritability, they'll be forgotten in a flash.

 

Clark hesitated, then decided to listen to his brother. He had no other way to save their father.

 

"Regardless, it's better than letting dad die from poison."

 

He filled a water bag that was half a person tall.

 

"We can go back now."

 

Clark glanced at Rao, wary. His brother had him wear a blue mask to hide his identity, so he hadn't called him David or mentioned that they were trying to save their own father.

 

"Hold on."

 

With the pit water as insurance, David could afford to take a bold step.

 

His eyes emitted lasers, shooting into the water.

 

The emerald-green water began to evaporate rapidly.

 

"What are you doing?

 

Are you trying to destroy it?"

 

A dazzling light lit up the dark stone chamber. Rao's face turned pale with shock. Although he controlled more than one Lazarus Pit, being captured and forced to reveal the location of one was humiliating enough. Now, they were destroying his Lazarus Pit right in front of him.

 

However, he remained rational and didn't do anything.

 

Clark looked puzzled.

 

"If you don't want to die here, shut your mouth!"

 

David's eyes emitted terrifying cosmic energy, heating the boiling water.

 

The DC world has many kinds of magical metals, such as Nth metal, Amber Gold, etc. The Dionysus Factor is named after Dionysus, the god of wine in Greek mythology, who represents rebirth.

 

Pure Dionysus Factor can make people immortal and eternally youthful, without driving them mad.

 

"If we get pure Dionysus Factor, it would be safer for father's recovery."

 

And…

 

"With the Dionysus Factor, this kind of thing won't happen a second time."

 

David gritted his teeth. He was willing to face demons in hell to save his parents.

 

But if possible, why not nip the potential danger in the bud?

 

The pool, which was several meters wide, was completely evaporated in a breath, leaving behind molten rocks that turned into boiling magma. The stone chamber was filled with a sulfur-like smell.

 

But David didn't stop, instead, he increased the energy output.

 

The air in the stone chamber was thin, making it hard for Rao to breathe. He had no choice but to turn and flee.

 

At the bottom of the pool, a magma pit several meters wide had formed. The spot he was looking at had been heated to a temperature exceeding the surface of the sun, reaching tens of thousands of degrees and still rising.

 

The terrifying heat filled the entire stone house. Only Clark could withstand this temperature. If Rao hadn't left earlier, he would have been burned to ashes by now.

 

Still, there was no sign of any metal.

 

David frowned.

 

"Could it be that the Dionysus Factor here is too scarce to form, or has it sunk to the bottom of the magma?"

 

Just as he was about to give up, droplets of emerald-green reflective 'liquid' began to gather like a living thing on the surface of the magma, forming a thumb-sized pool of liquid metal that floated on the magma, clearly separated like oil and water.

 

David's face lit up. He ran across the magma, which felt solid under his swift feet, picked up the pool of dark green liquid metal, and returned to his original position.

 

With a hiss!

 

Feeling the Dionysus Factor in his hand trying to penetrate his body, David instantly used an energy ray to cut out a stone test tube and put it in. He shook it a bit, and there was no leakage.

 

"Is this what you wanted, David?"

 

Clark walked over, his face full of confusion, looking at the thing in the test tube.

 

"What's it for?"

 

"It's safer to use this to save father."

 

David's eyes flashed, and he gripped the test tube tightly.

 

"Now, we should go back."

 

Today I wrote nearly six thousand words, but I posted them in two chapters.

 

Purple Yam saw some comments saying that Purple Yam was cheeky to label 3k words. Actually, Purple Yam didn't label it to show off how much he wrote, but because some readers who are new to Qidian might think that Purple Yam had arbitrarily raised the price of the chapters and stop reading. Purple Yam doesn't have that kind of authority, and neither does Qidian give authors that kind of authority.

 

About the update, Purple Yam is a clumsy writer, trying his best to maintain six thousand words a day, occasionally bursting out eight thousand words. Purple Yam would love to be like an eagle, writing tens of thousands of words a day, which would multiply the manuscript fee by ten. Purple Yam is not a fool, if he could do that, why wouldn't he? The problem is that Purple Yam's typing speed is limited.

 

Finally, thank you all for your support. Purple Yam will try his best to update.