Offending the Poison Master is a very dangerous thing.

"Yo, little toad, you've got some guts."

A sinister smile curled up the corners of An Yi's mouth.

Flames began to coil around the Dragon Tooth Magic Sword.

Spiritual energy was scarce in the secular world; it was impossible for a Level 5 demonic beast to be born here! Both this toad and the man with the golden hair were suspicious.

A cold look appeared on Qing Chan's tender, childish face as he spoke arrogantly, "I am a Guardian of the Hundred Ghosts Sect!"

"You talk too much!"

An Yi unleashed Shadow Strike, his body splitting into three silhouettes that charged forward instantly.

Lin Chen followed suit, striking a palm toward the golden-haired man.

The golden-haired man was not weak, either.

Seeing this, the remaining Poison Sect martial artists turned their gazes toward Shen Muxuan and Qin Yao.

If they couldn't beat the men, surely they could handle the women?

"Everyone, get them!"

The middle-aged man wearing glasses gave the order in a refined, gentle voice.

A swarm of Poison Sect martial artists rushed forward!

"Muxuan!"

Qin Yao looked nervous, grabbing Shen Muxuan's arm in the moment of crisis.

A wave of cold air surged out!

The charging martial artists began to slow down mid-run, gradually freezing until they turned into ice sculptures.

Shen Muxuan looked back at Qin Yao and smiled reassuringly. "Don't be scared, Yaoyao. I'll protect you."

Looking at Shen Muxuan's innocent smile, Qin Yao was slightly stunned.

Then, the corners of her mouth lifted into a smile, and she nodded solemnly. "Mm!"

"There's something weird about this little girl. Everyone, attack together!"

The group of Poison Sect martial artists looked vicious as they swarmed forward again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The familiar sound of explosions rang out. The chests of the few martial artists at the front burst open, blood spraying everywhere.

The Poison Sect martial artists were terrified and looked in disbelief at Lin Chen, who was fighting the golden-haired man.

This familiar operation!

Could it be that the cool, silent kid was the one behind those moves just now?

Does that mean the guy in front, who was snapping his fingers and striking poses earlier, was purely just showing off?

Shameless!

At this moment, the shameless An Yi was projecting three silhouettes, slashing toward the child.

Qing Chan's gaze swept over the three figures, and he said indifferently, "Looks decent, but this is a bit too easy to distinguish."

As he spoke, the three figures attacked, but the real An Yi's black sword was already slashing toward him at high speed.

A horizontal slash!

Clang!

Qing Chan stood confidently with one hand behind his back, raising his other hand in a blocking motion. He steadily stopped the sword!

"Nothing special," Qing Chan said arrogantly, quietly wiping the blood from his hand onto his clothes.

"Little toad, your pants have split at the crotch," An Yi said seriously.

Qing Chan grinned contemptuously. "Do you take me for a fool?"

As he spoke, he looked down. "No, they haven't!"

Right at that moment, the roaring wind of a sword descended from above.

"Despicable!"

Qing Chan raised his hand in anger.

But An Yi had already switched to his heavy sword; how could it be blocked so easily?

Thud!

The body of the heavy sword smashed onto Qing Chan's head.

Qing Chan was knocked senseless, stars spinning before his eyes. He stumbled two steps, teetering, before collapsing with a loud thud.

On the other side, the golden-haired man had transformed into a cheetah and was fleeing in panic, limping as he went.

He was clearly no match for Lin Chen.

Lin Chen slowly retracted his Cloud-Rending Crutch. That golden-haired man might lack other skills, but his ability to escape was top-notch.

Seeing this, the other Poison Sect martial artists couldn't hold their nerve any longer and scattered in terror.

"An Yi, what are you doing?"

Qin Yao looked at An Yi's actions and asked in confusion.

"Taking him home to feed the dog."

An Yi was currently holding a rope, stepping on Qing Chan's body, and pulling the knot tight to bind him.

This little toad was a Level 5 demonic beast, after all. Hongtian should be very interested.

"Why would people from the Poison Sect gather here?"

Lin Chen was puzzled, muttering to himself.

"We'll know once we take this dog food back and interrogate him!"

An Yi dragged the unconscious Qing Chan by the rope, speaking nonchalantly.

He had thought the Poison Sect was coming for him, but evidently, they weren't.

Now that the Shura Sect's strength was constantly growing, An Yi had plenty of confidence.

The Hundred Ghosts Sect had provoked him time and time again.

How could he let them continue to be so arrogant!

...

Vines covered the entire area.

Suddenly, the earth cracked open.

Layers of vine nets covered the ground as Zhang Fan's agile figure weaved through the creepers.

"Boy, let's see how long you can run!" Ghost Vine let out a shrill cry.

She instantly tightened the vine net.

Ghost Vine's smile grew increasingly terrifying. In her world of vines, this brat's room to dodge was getting smaller and smaller.

Just then, Zhang Fan, who had been dodging the whole time, suddenly went on the offensive!

He spread his arms. As the green light shrouding his body touched the vines, they instantly rotted, turning into piles of ash.

"What is happening?!"

Ghost Vine was shocked to see a large hole rot through the net she had laid down.

She tried to swing her arm.

However, she discovered with horror that her arm, which had transformed into vines, was so weak and limp she couldn't lift it.

Looking at the mist rippling in the air, she finally understood. She had fallen into a trap!

This wasn't naturally formed fog!

This guy's goal from the very beginning was to poison her!

"Offending a poison master is very dangerous."

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light. The dagger in his hand spun as he slashed Ghost Vine's throat.

Purple blood flowed out.

Ghost Vine collapsed to the ground!

Zhang Fan gasped for air, struggling to stand upright.

Ghost Vine's strength was far above his. If he hadn't relied on poison, it was uncertain who would have won.

activating his Eagle Eye, Zhang Fan checked for movement from Xue Ruirui in the distance.

Not good!

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's gaze turned cold, and he ran desperately in that direction.

...

"Ah Fan, please be safe!"

Xue Ruirui ran out of the area. She stopped, wiping away her sweat.

Clutching her abdomen with her hand, Xue Ruirui's face was as pale as paper due to the pain.

Clip-clop, clip-clop!

The sound of crisp footsteps approached.

Xue Ruirui's expression changed drastically, and she looked up in terror.

A man with green hair and effeminate features was slowly walking toward her.

"Junior Sister, it's been a long time," Xue Ming said with a smile.

"Xue Ming!"

Xue Ruirui's face revealed fear, as well as hatred!

Xue Ming looked at Xue Ruirui and sighed slightly. "I suspected many people might betray me, but you were the one person I never suspected. Ruirui, you have disappointed me. Disappointed me greatly!"

Hearing this, Xue Ruirui's expression turned icy. "Leaving the Five Poisons Sect was the most correct decision I have ever made in my life!"

This guy was a true beast!

Back then, relying on the fact that she liked him, he had fed her various poisons since childhood, intending to refine her alive into a medicine cauldron!

If she hadn't met Zhang Fan by a stroke of luck...

She feared she would already be a living corpse, a vessel for venomous insects.

Xue Ming stared at her and spoke slowly, "In that case, your Senior Brother won't hold back anymore."

Xue Ruirui gritted her teeth, preparing to fight back.

But at that moment, Xue Ming's figure vanished from before her eyes.

Thud!

A blast of energy struck.

Terrified, and seeing she couldn't dodge, Xue Ruirui hurriedly reached out to cover her abdomen.

With a scream, she was knocked to the ground.

Being only at the early stage of the Transformation Realm, she couldn't even block a casual strike from Xue Ming.

"I can tell you care a lot about this child."

Xue Ming spoke in a languid tone, "I really am curious. What kind of bewitching potion did that fellow Zhang Fan pour down your throat to make you follow him with such unwavering devotion?"

As he spoke, Xue Ming produced a medicinal pill.

The crimson pill wafted a seductive, refreshing fragrance.

Xue Ruirui backed away, fear etched upon her face.

"I never imagined that one day, you would actually become his weakness!"

The corners of Xue Ming's lips curled into an eerie, terrifying smile. "Come, Junior Sister. Swallow this."