Chapter 82: If I told you I was immune to all poisons, would you believe me?

Although several of the women from the Hundred Blossoms Alliance were wounded, when they saw the Eagle Alliance members aiming swords and spears at them, each of them raised her weapon and prepared to fight to the death.

Only Meng Qingwan remained utterly lost in grief, protected at the center by the women around her.

“Miss, the Saint has already died. You must not suffer any more harm. We will cover your retreat!”

The older woman drew her weapon and stood before Meng Qingwan.

“So you want to run? Let’s see whether the spear in my hand allows it!”

Wu Liang lifted his spear and had only taken two steps forward when his eyes suddenly rolled back and he staggered to the ground.

“Bad, it’s poison!”

A few more Eagle Alliance disciples also collapsed.

“The poisons of the Hundred Blossoms Alliance truly seep through every crack.”

Xiang Nan stepped forward to check Wu Liang’s breathing. Seeing that they had merely fainted, with breathing and pulse both steady, he judged there was no serious danger.

“But these poisons have no effect on you. Why is that?”

The older woman looked at Xiang Nan, who remained completely unharmed, and was deeply puzzled. Unless he had taken the antidote in advance, there was no way he could have escaped being struck.

“If I said I was immune to all poisons, would you believe me?”

Xiang Nan gave a cold laugh and said indifferently.

“I don’t believe it!”

As she spoke, another poison was already gathering in the older woman’s hand, ready to be unleashed.

“Sister Jun, please, don’t fight anymore!” Meng Qingwan grabbed the older woman called Sister Jun. “My senior sister is already dead. Isn’t that enough?”

Meng Qingwan was heartbroken to the point of hysteria, her voice hoarse.

“Miss, now that the Saint is dead, we should avenge her even more!”

Sister Jun refused to yield.

“But our enemy is not him!” Meng Qingwan cried out again, her voice torn raw.

Sister Jun fell silent. After a moment, she said, “You’re right. The one who killed the Saint was from the Black Shadow Alliance. This blood debt, our Hundred Blossoms Alliance will definitely repay!”

“Hmph! After the fight just now, have you still not woken up?” Xiang Nan stepped forward and sneered. “You are no match for the Black Shadow Alliance. Poison can only strike when people are unprepared, but the members of the Black Shadow Alliance are already elusive and ghostlike to begin with. If you want revenge, it will be far too difficult!”

“And now that you have offended our Eagle Alliance, whether you can even leave here alive is another matter!”

At the entrance, Xu Qingshan appeared with a group of fully armed Eagle Alliance disciples.

Su Yao and Xu Jiya were also worried about Xiang Nan and hurried over.

“Brother Xiang Nan, are you all right? You scared me to death!” As soon as Xu Jiya saw Xiang Nan, she rushed over, seized his hand, and asked after him in a flurry.

“Ya Ya, look how anxious you are. Don’t worry. With Little Nan’s abilities, how could he possibly go down so easily?”

Su Yao also came over quickly, though her manner of walking was oddly restrained. Moreover, for all her usual breezy, wild style of dress, today she was actually wearing a fluffy long dress that covered her ankles.

Seeing Su Yao like that, Xiang Nan could not help but pause. He had not expected this little wildcat in lady’s clothing to look rather adorable, though her short silver hair still brimmed with personality.

“Yao Yao, you’re the one who always has to act tough. I saw your eyes turn red with worry just now,” Xu Jiya teased with a wink.

“I was just running too fast. It was the wind that blew it like that,” Su Yao hurriedly explained.

Xiang Nan saw that the two girls truly cared about him and felt warmth spread through his chest. Yet because his spiritual power had been overexhausted, his complexion still had not recovered.

“Brother Xiang Nan, why do you look so bad? Are you injured somewhere?” Xu Jiya was observant and quickly pulled him over to inspect him from head to toe.

At her words, Su Yao also grew solemn. “No way. Little Nan has all kinds of miraculous medicine. He shouldn’t be injured. But your face... why is it so pale, like a ghost?”

Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at Su Yao and laughed. “With the two of you worrying about me like this, I’d be reluctant to die. Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

The divine medicines the system had provided could cure wounds and save lives without fail. But spiritual power was another matter entirely; no medicine could replenish that.

Seeing that Xiang Nan was unharmed, Xu Qingshan also let out a quiet breath of relief.

“Xiang Nan, it’s good that you’re all right. From now on, don’t take risks alone. You carry the future of the Eagle Alliance on your shoulders. You must protect yourself.”

“Don’t worry, Uncle Xu. I know what I’m doing.”

“That’s good.”

By then, several Eagle Alliance disciples had already helped Wu Liang and the others up. Seeing that their breathing was even and they were not in danger, everyone finally relaxed.

On the other side, Sister Jun saw the Eagle Alliance outnumbering them and realized that by offending the Eagle Alliance she might end up bringing disaster down on the Hundred Blossoms Alliance. For a moment, she did not know what to do.

“Quickly, hand over the antidote!” Xu Qingshan said, his tone icy and imposing.

Sister Jun could not help but shudder. She snorted coldly and turned her face away.

At that moment, Meng Qingwan had already calmed herself from her grief. She stood and took Sister Jun by the arm.

“Sister Jun, give them the antidote. This time, we were in the wrong first.”

Her nature was frank and kind, and though her voice was gentle and soft, even Xu Qingshan was surprised by the weight behind her words.

“Miss, this...” Sister Jun still hesitated.

“In a situation like this, do we still have the strength to go head-to-head with them? Why must we pay with even more lives?”

After all, Meng Qingwan was a young lady raised in comfort. Though her words were gentle, they carried real force.

And as she spoke, her eyes rested on the several injured women of the Hundred Blossoms Alliance, making the meaning of her words unmistakable.

“All right! I’ll give it to them!” Seeing what Meng Qingwan intended, Sister Jun had no choice but to compromise. She handed over a small bottle of pills. “They only fell victim to a secret medicine of the Hundred Blossoms Alliance. Once they take these pills and rest for a moment, they will wake up.”

“You know your place. But today, we are certainly going to settle this account properly,” Xu Qingshan said. As the one overseeing the great and small affairs of the Eagle Alliance, he was by no means a softhearted man.

“Uncle Xu.” Xiang Nan stepped forward. “Although this matter was started by the Hundred Blossoms Alliance, their Saint, Ruan Xiaoxiao, is already dead. That is their own retribution. We have not suffered any real loss, so let’s just let it go.”

“Xiang Nan, our Eagle Alliance is not some minor gang to be butchered at will. Being too merciful may not be a good thing,” Xu Qingshan warned.

“Uncle Xu, you misunderstand. I simply do not want to repay kindness with enmity. This girl saved my life. I can’t very well refuse to return the favor, can I?”

“What exactly happened?”

So Xiang Nan briefly explained how the Hundred Blossoms Alliance had laid the trap, how they had negotiated with him, how Meng Qingwan had flown in to block the Ten-Thousand-Poison Spider Silk for him, and how the Black Shadow Alliance had finally appeared to seize the prize at the last moment.

“Xiang Nan, how could you be so foolish? How could you hand over a treasure like that so casually!” Xu Qingshan shook his head again and again, sighing in regret.

At that moment, Su Yao ran to Xu Qingshan’s side and whispered a few words in his ear. Only then did his expression improve.

“Not bad, Xiang Nan. You handled this very cleverly. I’m relieved!” Xu Qingshan laughed heartily. “How this matter should be handled, I’ll leave it to you, the young master of the Eagle Alliance.”

“Thank you, Uncle Xu, for indulging me.” Xiang Nan smiled, then turned to Meng Qingwan. “The capital has not been peaceful lately. Take your people and leave.”

“I...” Meng Qingwan wanted to speak, but held back. After a long struggle, she finally gave a heavy nod.