96: Chapter 96 Su Qinghan's Powerful Escape, Silent Slaughter
Zhang Hong looked at Qi Yang's submissive appearance and laughed triumphantly, "Consider yourself sensible, you old bones! If you dare to run tomorrow, this Manager will break your legs!"
After saying that, he turned around with his lackeys and prepared to leave.
At that moment, an ice-blue sword light descended from the sky, fiercely slashing onto the bluestone slab at Zhang Hong's feet.
Gravel splashed everywhere, forcibly stopping Zhang Hong in his tracks.
"Who dares to touch him?"
A cold and domineering voice exploded above the Nether Grass Field.
Su Qinghan, dressed in a moon-white long dress, flew in on a sword and landed steadily in the center of the courtyard.
She held the hanpo sword, its tip pointing directly at Zhang Hong's throat, her gaze cold to the extreme.
Zhang Hong trembled all over with fright. After recognizing who it was, his face instantly turned pale.
"Su... Senior Sister Su! Why are you here?"
Su Qinghan was now a Personal Disciple of Jianzhi Peak, an expert at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer, and had just forged a resounding reputation of might on the battlefield; she was simply not someone a Spirit Plant House manager like him could afford to provoke.
"I'm asking you, who gave you the guts to let him go to the border as cannon fodder?"
Su Qinghan stepped forward, her Sword Qi oppressive.
Zhang Hong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered in explanation, "Senior Sister Su, th-this... this is a Sect conscription order, the Spirit Plant House must provide people. Anyway, this old fellow doesn't have many years left to live, so it's better to go to the front lines and contribute his remaining warmth..."
"Shut up!"
Su Qinghan let out a cold shout and fiercely swung the hanpo sword in her hand.
Whoosh!
A streak of Sword Qi directly sliced off the hair bun on top of Zhang Hong's head, scaring his legs so weak that he collapsed directly onto the ground.
"Go back and tell your Elder that Qi Yang is someone under the protection of my Jianzhi Peak. Whoever dares to lay a hand on him is picking a fight with me, Su Qinghan! I'll suppress this conscription order for him!"
Su Qinghan said with full dominance.
Zhang Hong scrambled up in a panic, not daring to waste another half a word, and fled the Nether Grass Field with his two lackeys in utter terror.
Qi Yang stood aside, looking at Su Qinghan's domineering back, and secretly sighed in his heart.
This lass attacked too fast, causing him to waste an excellent assassination plan.
However, this was also fine; it saved him a corpse-dissolving Talisman and allowed him to continue hiding and living securely in this grass field.
"Many thanks for the Fairy's rescue."
Qi Yang stepped forward and cupped his hands.
Su Qinghan put away her longsword and turned to look at Qi Yang, "You old bones, going to the battlefield is just courting death. If there is anything like this in the future, use the transmission jade Talisman to find me directly; don't stubbornly endure it."
After saying that, she did not linger long and flew away into the sky on her sword, obviously having other Sect missions to handle.
Qi Yang looked at the sky and smiled slightly.
This nominal wife was indeed showing more and more the demeanor of a great general.
However, what Qi Yang did not know was that just as the interior of the Xuantian Sect was in chaos over the conscription order, the hidden hands of the Tianluo Sect had already quietly reached in.
In order to completely disrupt the Spirit Medicine supply in the rear of the Xuantian Sect, the Tianluo Sect dispatched two elite secret agents at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer.
They avoided the strict defenses of the front lines and detoured to infiltrate the deep rear of the Xuantian Sect.
And the Breakthrough point they chose was precisely the weakest defended back mountain of Baicao Peak, which was shrouded in gloomy mist year-round... the Nether Grass Field.
Late at night, the Nether Grass Field was completely shrouded in dense gloomy mist, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of oneself.
Two ghost-like dark shadows silently crossed the nominal warning Formation on the outer periphery of the grass field and landed on a withered tree outside the courtyard.
These two wore tight night-walker clothes, and their auras were restrained to the extreme.
They were the Tianluo Sect's infamous Shadow-Killing Twins, both experts at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer Peak, and countless Righteous Path Cultivators had died at their hands.
"Big Brother, this is it, the Xuantian Sect's Nether Grass Field, the place specially cultivated for gloomy and poisonous Spiritual Plants."
The tall secret agent on the right sneered and pulled a pitch-black jade bottle from his bosom.
"As long as we pour this bottle of Spirit-Eroding Powder into the irrigation water source of the grass field, this medicinal field will be completely ruined. Not only that, but the toxin will also spread through the underground water veins to the entire Baicao Peak, and the logistics supply of the Xuantian Sect will be paralyzed for at least half a year!"
"After finishing this job, we'll be able to get a heavy reward from the Sect. Make a move!"
Their figures flashed, and they silently slid into the grass field, heading straight for the irrigation well in the center of the grass field.
But what they did not know was that the moment they stepped into the Nether Grass Field, in the secret room ten zhang underground, a pair of cold eyes had suddenly snapped open.
Qi Yang sat cross-legged on the bronze stone platform, and the liquid Poison Wood Spiritual Power within his body was pulsating at a peculiar frequency.
Relying on the abnormal perception of toxins and Qi fluctuations from the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art, the whereabouts of those two secret agents on the ground were as clear as torches in the dark night within his mind.
"Qi Condensation 11th Layer Peak? And carrying virulent poison?"
A sneer curled the corner of Qi Yang's mouth.
Daring to play with poison in a poison Cultivator's lair was simply courting death impatiently.
Qi Yang did not choose to rush to the ground and confront them head-on; his favorite method was always to deal the most fatal blow to the enemy from the shadows.
He rapidly formed hand seals with both hands, mobilizing the massive Poison Wood Spiritual Power within his body, quietly spreading it along the tunnel to the ground.
Utilizing the naturally cold and gloomy environment of the Nether Grass Field, Qi Yang directly activated Frost Absolute Shadow!
On the ground, the two Tianluo Sect secret agents had sneaked to the side of the well.
The tall secret agent just pulled out the stopper of the jade bottle, preparing to pour the toxic liquid into the well.
Suddenly, he felt that the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot, and a faint ice-blue mist permeated the air.
"Big Brother, why has this gloomy mist turned blue?"
The short secret agent sensed something was wrong and instinctively took a breath of the mist.
Just with this single breath, the short secret agent's expression changed drastically!
He discovered with horror that the Spiritual Power within his body seemed to have been frozen, completely stopping its circulation.
Immediately afterwards, a thick layer of frost began from his respiratory tract, crazily spreading to his entire body!
"Not good! There's a poison Formation! Retreat quickly!"
The tall secret agent reacted extremely quickly, throwing away the jade bottle, and wanted to prop up his Protective Aura to escape.
But it was already too late.
Frost Absolute Shadow was colorless and odorless; once it broke out, it gave people no time to react at all.
The tall secret agent's Protective Aura had just lit up when it was directly shattered by the extreme cold toxic qi.
His legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and he couldn't take half a step forward.
"Th-this... what poison is this?!"
Their eyes were filled with despair and fear.
They were experts at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer, yet without even seeing the enemy's face, they were poisoned to the point of having no power to fight back!
Just as the two wanted to crush the transmission jade Talisman to give a desperate warning, the killing intent flashed in the eyes of Qi Yang ten zhang underground, and he abruptly pushed his hands upwards.
"Die!"
Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by two muffled sounds of breaking earth, two ink-green water arrows completely mixed with high-pressure water-type Spiritual Power and Poison Wood Spiritual Power directly shattered the bluestone slab, surging wildly from underground!
The speed of these two high-pressure poison wood water arrows reached the absolute extreme, carrying a piercing sonic boom, and they accurately shot in from the soles of the two secret agents' feet, directly piercing through their Dantian and Qi Sea, and finally shooting out from the crown of their heads!
Pfft! Pfft!
The two Tianluo Sect elites at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer Peak had their heads blown up directly.
Under the dual erosion of Frost Absolute Shadow and Poison Wood Spiritual Power, their corpses fell straight down beside the well without even a drop of blood flowing out.
The whole process took less than three breaths; it was clean and neat, without producing any extra sound.
A moment later, Qi Yang slowly came to the ground along the tunnel.
He glanced at the two corpses on the ground and shook his head in disgust.
"With just this bit of ability, you dare to learn from others to cause destruction?"
Qi Yang skillfully squatted down and began looting the corpses.
Since these two fellows were elite secret agents sent by the Tianluo Sect, they must have quite a few good things on them.
He untied the Storage Pouches from the waists of the two and forcibly erased the spiritual marks on them using Poison Wood Spiritual Power.
Pouring out the things inside to take a look, Qi Yang's eyes instantly lit up.
Aside from several thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones and some high-grade Talismans, what excited Qi Yang the most was that deep inside the tall secret agent's Storage Pouch, there was unexpectedly a jade box crafted from century-old cold ice.
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