Chapter 77: Curing a Poisonous Tongue with Arsenic

Three days later, the Lingyuan Minor World opened to outsiders. At the entrance, radiant clouds shimmered with auspicious colors, and a staircase of clouds descended from the sky, welcoming guests from all directions.

Chu Yuyao was still dressed in her simple blue robe, half her face obscured by a silver mask. She had left home before dawn today, her purpose being to shake off that white lotus, Chu Ruoyan. Ever since that woman heard she too had received an invitation to the Thousand Jades Banquet, she had pestered Chu Yuyao daily, insisting they travel together. Her words were always laced with, “Sister—”

Huang Xuan was rather surprised. Such a golden opportunity for murder and robbery, and the other party simply gave it up? Could it really be because he had once handed them a healing pill?

“What exactly happened?” After regaining some composure, Kong Yan finally voiced the question that had perplexed Yu Shaokun even before he left.

“If nothing’s wrong, let me give it a try. Who knows, maybe it’ll take a liking to me at first sight and stop its tantrums? If we don’t try, we’ll never know, and I’ll never be able to let it go,” said Green Wu, resolute. From her determined stance, it was clear she would not give up without at least making the attempt.

Nie Jiuyou watched helplessly as He Ming and the others became nothing more than bloody corpses sprawled on the ground—none survived. Rage burned within his heart.

“Brother Luo, what about the village? Are we still going to help?” After his laughter faded, Meng Yu pointed to the lively brawl at the village entrance, which looked more like a squabble between village elders.

Although Hunter’s intentions were unclear, at this moment, Lu Tianyu had already built an invisible wall between himself and Hunter—a natural instinct of self-preservation. The pressure Hunter exerted was immense; a single glance from him made Lu Tianyu abandon any thought of resistance, forcing him to shield himself layer by layer.

Moreover, this man’s strength far surpassed Zhuang Zhou’s. If Zhuang Zhou really found the cave entrance, what happened next would be out of his hands.

Many soldiers, in their final moments, could not believe that the ones who stabbed them to death were those seemingly frail old men and ragged beggar children.

At dawn the next day, Nalan Qidi, escorted by the most magnificent ceremonial guard and accompanied by his younger sister, set out once again toward the Mo Kingdom that weighed so heavily on his heart.

The elite subordinates fared somewhat better, but the ones who suffered most were the corpulent bosses and deputy leaders. Accustomed to lives of luxury and indulgence, they were completely unused to such hardship. Within minutes, many of them were dripping with sweat.

Ming Ye’s entire face was clouded with worry; his eyes were dull, and darkness loomed between his brows, as though a bloody calamity was about to befall him.

How could Ling Yi fail to understand Tian Qian’s words? Clearly, Tian Qian wanted to force him to back off and mind his own business.

The mass of black demonic energy in the void instantly morphed into countless shapes, baring fangs and claws as it charged at Lan Tingxu and Yu Fengxing, as though intent on devouring them whole.

Those powerful crossbows were no ordinary wares—they demanded the highest craftsmanship, skills possessed only by true Mohists. Only the Mohists, known for their affinity with common folk, would commit their talents to aiding mortals in such fashion.

“M-master, I really am a Soul Controller,” he stammered, looking into the emperor’s commanding eyes after he spoke.

The situation within the royal city was dire. The Pegasus Knights, as well as Lin Ye and Huizhi’s followers, were in urgent need of reinforcements.

The Beast King’s words left Xia Yu burning with anxiety. Juetian had mentioned it too—he was once the steward of the Pegasus Grasslands. Whether it was true or not, Xia Yu had to investigate, for if the Underworld King really was headed for Gaoman, disaster would follow wherever he went. How could Xia Yu not worry?

The heads of the major triads were all deeply moved. Though the medical expenses were trivial in their eyes, Boss Xie’s display of “sincerity” was truly gratifying.

“Don’t be discouraged, you two. It’s almost impossible for any newcomer to dig up thirty pieces of chaos stone in their first month. You’ll get used to it in time.” The two empty-handed companions could only nod in response, eating their lunch in silence.