“Little Poison.”
Bai Zihe suddenly called out.
Liu Qianxun paused, looking at him without understanding.
Bai Zihe’s lips curved slightly. “This fellow is yours.”
With that said, he retreated behind her.
Liu Qianxun could hardly believe her ears, looking at Bai Zihe with excitement. “Great Demon, I love you to death!”
But these words…
Undoubtedly ignited the black shadow’s boundless fury.
Surrounded by so many corpse gu puppets, he still dared to pass them around…
What did he take him for, a decoration?
Barely veiled contempt!
In his rage, the black shadow directly produced a bronze flute and brought it to his lips.
“Wuwu… wuwuwu—”
What should have been a melodious and soul-stirring flute melody was now incredibly muffled, inducing irritation and an indescribable strangeness.
Under the influence of the flute music, the corpse gu puppets’ eyes turned blood red, and their movements became more than just a little faster than usual!
In the blink of an eye, one of them reached Liu Qianxun.
“So fast!”
Yan Zhiyun, watching from the side, exclaimed.
“This is just the beginning.”
The black shadow smirked and played the flute again.
“Aoooo—”
“Roooo—”
“Hsss—”
The corpse gu puppets, as if empowered by some force, became even more ferocious than before.
A single stomp on the ground created a pit.
The foremost one actually leaped seven to eight meters into the air, using the force of its descent to pounce fiercely at Liu Qianxun.
“Die!”
The black shadow let out a sinister laugh, as if envisioning the delightful scene of Liu Qianxun’s head being crushed.
Liu Qianxun remained completely unruffled.
She took out a small jade-green bottle and, with a “pop,” opened its stopper.
Instantly.
A stream of green smoke erupted from within.
Carried by the wind, it quickly spread, forming a patch of green mist.
Upon seeing Liu Qianxun’s action, a flash of shock crossed the black shadow’s face, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
It couldn’t be that thing.
“Playing mind games!”
He wore a hideous grin.
“These are corpse gu puppets amplified by the ‘Corpse Summoning Flute,’ and there are dozens of them… Instead of running, you’re still…”
He stopped mid-sentence, his face filled with disbelief.
The first corpse gu puppet had reached Liu Qianxun, but as soon as it extended its hand covered in blood-red fur towards Liu Qianxun’s head, it began to emit a violent “chī chī” sound.
Like ice and snow melting under the sun.
Or like leaves burning in a fierce fire.
As the green smoke dissipated, the corpse gu puppet had completely dissolved.
The green mist continued to spread.
In a flash, it engulfed seven or eight corpse gu puppets.
Without exception, all were dissolved by the green mist, vanishing into the heavens and earth.
“This is…”
The black shadow stared intently at the small green bottle, his eyes flashing repeatedly, his voice hoarse. “Corpse Dissolving Powder. You’re from the Poison Sect!”
“Oh dear…”
Liu Qianxun giggled, blinking. “My apologies, my apologies. I forgot to introduce myself just now.”
“This young lady is a third-generation disciple of the Poison Sect.”
“A grand-disciple of the Ancestral Master!”
“Pleased to meet you!”
Her face was filled with a playful expression, showing no hint of apology.
Upon hearing her words, the black shadow’s face darkened completely, and visible hatred shot from his eyes.
“Very well.”
“I thought the Poison Sect was annihilated in that great battle on the southeastern border years ago. I never expected there to be a survivor like you…”
“Since I’ve encountered you today.”
“Allow me to avenge the ancient practitioners of the Gu arts!”
With that, he transformed into a ghostly afterimage and lunged towards Liu Qianxun.
This was a battle of destiny!
A long time ago, poison and Gu were from the same origin, merely differing in their focus.
Later, the divergences between the two sides grew, even involving disputes over orthodoxy, and a cataclysmic war erupted.
That battle was too brutal.
Both sides lost many skilled experts.
But ultimately, the poison cultivators emerged victorious, establishing the situation where poison cultivators were considered the righteous path in the Central Plains, with people using poison far more than Gu.
The Gu cultivators retreated from the Central Plains, establishing themselves in the southwestern region, hidden within the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.
The hatred from that great battle festered over the years and continued to this day.
This was why Bai Zihe had asked Liu Qianxun to step forward.
Firstly, poison and Gu were mutually generative and mutually destructive, presenting an opportunity for Little Poison to train.
Secondly, it allowed her to avenge the poison cultivators who had died in the past.
“Come if you will!”
“Do you think this young lady is afraid of you!”
Liu Qianxun let out a soft snort and met the black shadow’s charge head-on.
Pfft—
The black shadow’s face was grim. He spat a mouthful of blood onto the bronze flute, then muttered incantations and formed seals with his hands.
Instantly.
The corpse gu puppets’ bodies glowed with blood-red light, their forms rapidly expanding, becoming more than twice their original size, like divine demons descending, radiating formidable power.
“Kill!”
The black shadow roared, and all the corpse gu puppets charged towards Liu Qianxun.
Thump, thump, thump!
Their massive forms striking the ground, emitting soul-stirring sounds.
In the blink of an eye.
They entered the green mist.
Chī chī—
This time, the corrosive effect was significantly reduced.
For these colossal beings, it was negligible.
The black shadow smirked incessantly. “It seems my Gu is a little stronger than your poison!”
“Is that so?”
“Hard to say!”
Liu Qianxun smiled mysteriously, a trace of pain flashing across her face.
However, she still took out another small white jade bottle and sprinkled its contents into the surrounding green mist.
Zzz—
This time, it didn’t act on the corpse gu puppets but caused a violent reaction with the previous green mist.
In an instant.
Countless white smoke clouds enveloped the area.
The black shadow’s jaw had long since dropped. Staring at the scene, he gasped in horror. “The combination of Corpse Dissolving Powder and Immortal Spiritual Dew. Aren’t you afraid of death?”
His question was not without basis.
Back in the day on the southeastern border, the practitioners of the Poison Sect had used this very method to create a large-scale poisonous dead zone, halting the sixteen-nation coalition led by the Ying people.
And those poison cultivators had suffered backlash, dying within it, their bodies utterly destroyed.
Today, Liu Qianxun dared to use this method again. Was she seeking mutual destruction?
“Tch.”
Liu Qianxun huffed, saying proudly. “This young lady has exceptional talent and intelligence. I solved this problem long ago.”
“You still think I want to die with you!”
“Dream on!”
As Liu Qianxun’s words fell,
all the corpse gu puppets within the white smoke clouds collapsed, not a single one remaining.
However, her face had also become somewhat paler.
“Good. You have guts!”
“But this level is far from enough to breach my Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. I will await your death on the mountain peak!”
With all the corpse gu puppets destroyed, the black shadow had no intention of engaging in close combat with the trio. He sneered and immediately fled into the distance.
“Three.”
Liu Qianxun looked at his retreating back and suddenly called out a number.
“Two.”
“One.”
The black shadow fell to the ground in response.
“Great Demon King, how about I refine him into a puppet?”
Liu Qianxun dragged him over and, as if seeking praise, threw him before Bai Zihe.
“As you wish.”
This person could control so many corpse gu puppets, clearly indicating his evil deeds. Even in death, he must atone!
Liu Qianxun immediately took out a set of silver needles and pricked the black-clothed man’s chest, forming a mysterious and eerie pattern.
She muttered incantations and formed seals for a moment.
Her index finger, condensed with internal energy, suddenly tapped the black-clothed man’s forehead. A stream of pure energy spread from the point between his brows throughout his entire body.
The next moment, he opened his eyes.
“Done!”
Liu Qianxun rejoiced, and kicked him. “Hurry up and lead the way.”
The black-clothed puppet mechanically turned around and headed up the mountain.
“This is too magical!”
Yan Zhiyun, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but exclaim with wonder. “How did you do that? Can you teach me?”
If she knew this trick, wouldn’t assassinating someone in the future become ten times easier!
Liu Qianxun’s eyes rolled. She chuckled. “I can, but you’ll have to treat me to a big meal!”
“No problem!”
Tongtian Tower.
The Evil King, upon hearing his subordinate’s report, smashed the armrest of his chair into pieces with a single slap.
“Issue an order.”
“Have everyone make preparations.”
“The moment Bai Zihe reaches the mountain peak, I want to see him decapitated on the spot!”