Chapter 57: A Storm of Blood and Fury Awaits

“Who gave you the white arsenic? Think carefully before you answer.”
Ding Ruojing didn’t understand what purpose Pei Jiuru had in asking again, but she became much more cautious. She had no intention of speaking until she fully understood his intentions.

After a moment, she heard Pei Jiuru threaten her once more: “Miss Ding, confess yourself. The consequences of admitting the truth voluntarily are very different from hearing it from someone else.”

She stifled a bitter laugh. Pei Jiuru was truly mad—he actually thought she would learn the truth from someone else? Could it be that person...

“You don’t need to explain. Since you haven’t eaten anything good, I’ll treat you to a meal today. But eating my food always comes at a price,” Chen Hao interrupted Smith’s words.

I didn’t tell him; I would leave as soon as I obtained the lid of the Infinite Life coffin. After all, this endless realm of power was not something I could adapt to, and I wouldn’t waste much time there. When I left, the people from the Yin-Yang Gate would follow me out, and those willing would find a secluded place to settle and develop.

The most interesting thing was that the soup seemed to carry the taste of a strong liquor. He couldn’t quite identify which kind of alcohol it was, but one thing was certain: the soup was pure and potent.

As the day of the Qingfu Cave’s opening drew near, many martial artists began to gather around Qinglong Town.

After hastily searching a few rooms, 9527 stepped outside for some fresh air. Shortly after, Unnamed came out cheerfully carrying a bag of canned beer.

Du Lei and the others had long been discharged from the hospital. Seeing Ye Xingchen return, Du Lei naturally asked about Gu Yihang and Fan Qing with concern.

Hearing this, the only solace I felt was not knowing how many people were in the city. Not knowing how many lives were lost somehow balanced my heart. But the screams of those sacrificed for the formation setup still echoed painfully in my ears.

I had always been considering the matter of a successor. After the incident with the Yin Ghost, I threw myself entirely into cultivation and let the matter go.

The chilling, decayed aura emitted by the Inch-Tongue Grass faintly carried a sinister, malevolent energy. Such an aura could not have come from the grass itself; it must have been infected by something else over the years.

Seeing this, many secretly breathed a sigh of relief. From the aura Ye Chong emitted, they judged him to be at the fifth cultivation level. But the caretaker had explained earlier that the device’s measurement of cultivation wasn’t just about rank but also included combat strength.

Bottling up words inside naturally bred some frustration. Gu Qiuyue’s delicate face was taut, her lips curled high, and the carriage unconsciously picked up speed. She no longer glanced at Zhang Mingyu from the corner of her eye.

The three Holy Kings’ strike after traversing fifteen great paths had consumed an unimaginable amount of power; the toll was absolutely terrifying.

“Thank you.” Wang Yao took the map and wine handed over by Zhao Yun, tilted his head back to drink. The spicy flavor of the alcohol accompanied his serious study of the upcoming march route.

“The train station!” I said simply. I was too restless to sleep tonight, and Tian Ge would probably call later anyway. It’d be better to stay near the train station.

At this moment, Earthflow Dragon felt his whole body burning hot. The Monkey Wine’s medicinal power was kicking in, and roars like those of a beast escaped his mouth. Yue Ying frowned and threw out vines, pulling Earthflow Dragon swiftly toward the city’s outskirts.

To be honest, with Liu Ying’s beauty and cultivation, she was more than worthy of being an imperial consort. She was more than a match for Liu Yang. After spending some time with her, Liu Yang found she was easy to get along with and that they shared many common interests.

“So, what’s the other matter?” That night, though it now seemed I hadn’t lost control and ravaged her, it was still Liu Yang who took advantage. No matter what, he felt indebted to her and wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible to settle it once and for all.

But if I couldn’t save him, then I would have been the one to kill him. I would never forgive myself and would never live happily again, burdened forever by guilt.