Placing a bet

Su Mu turned back to look at Xiao Feng, finding his face had turned pale green.

How many people who came up from the Lower Realm could escape from the Poison Sect's hands?

Moreover, this Poison Skill was left behind by the Poison Emperor himself, how could Xiao Feng resist it?

Xiao Feng only felt his Spirit Energy gradually disappear, and he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Wu Hai watched many Ming Cult Disciples walk in from the entrance, glancing at them: "If you block me, aren't you afraid I'll kill all of you?"

With his strength, it would be difficult to deal with Su Mu, but there was absolutely no problem dealing with the Ming Cult members.

Seeing Wu Hai threaten the other Ming Cult members, Su Mu took another step forward: "Wu Hai, our Ming Cult is not afraid of you."

The Spirit Energy within his body continuously surged out, forming a barrier in front of him.

The reason the Poison Emperor was powerful was simply because the Poison Skill he cultivated was extremely outrageous.

As long as his Poison Skill was isolated outside, he would naturally have no power at all.

Seeing that they were serious about fighting him, Wu Hai quickly extended his hand: "Wait, the bet between that kid and me hasn't been settled yet, I don't want to fight with you."

Looking at Xiao Feng from a distance, he found that he hadn't died quickly.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked up at Su Mu: "If he doesn't die, your daughter must marry him. The person my godson likes must be obtained!"

Su Xueqing saw Wu Hai suddenly speak up for Xiao Feng, her face full of strangeness.

The two of them came in together as a pair. If Xiao Feng could endure it, it would be a good thing.

Seeing more and more Ming Cult Disciples arrive, Wu Hai had no intention of staying here. He forcefully waved his sleeve: "Have your Disciples scatter. I don't want to go on a killing spree."

If Xiao Feng could withstand this poison, their two families might become in-laws.

Slaughtering his own people was not his style.

He left the Great Hall with a laugh, leaving the Sect Elders and Disciples below the high platform with confused expressions.

In the distance, Zhu Chen approached Su Mu with a gloomy face: "Should we make a move and kill him?"

Seeing that Zhu Chen wanted to act, Su Mu turned to look at Xiao Feng on the ground and gritted his teeth: "Don't pursue him for now."

With their strength, even if they could catch up, they would likely suffer heavy casualties.

Just now the Poison Emperor showed up, and those people below the stage had already chosen their sides.

The people Su Mu needed to deal with were not the Poison Emperor Wu Hai, but these fence-sitters below the stage.

He looked down at the Sect Elders and Sect Leader present: "Your heckling just now was quite energetic."

At the entrance, many Ming Cult Disciples slowly intruded, holding their weapons.

These people saw that Su Mu was angry with them, and their faces were full of difficulty: "We couldn't help it. The Poison Emperor's aura was too strong, we couldn't resist."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Su Mu quietly took a step forward. The Spirit Energy in his body erupted like a Volcano, fiercely impacting everyone present.

"Puchi..."

The strong ones spat out a mouthful of blood, their Spirit Energy crawling like a turtle within their bodies.

As for those with weaker strength, they didn't even make a sound, turning into a cloud of blood mist out of nowhere and disappearing before them.

Zhu Chen watched Su Mu start dealing with these people and hurriedly came to his side: "We can't kill all of them, otherwise... no one outside will dare to cooperate with us."

The Ming Cult has always been positioned as an evil cult. It should be considered reasonable for them to kill a few more people.

Their commotion did not disturb Xiao Feng, who was cultivating cross-legged nearby.

No matter how much Spirit Energy he gathered in his body, it would inexplicably disappear when it reached the vicinity of the poison seed.

He looked at the disappearing Spirit Energy with a strange expression, still unable to think of a way to deal with it.

Beside him, Su Xueqing slowly woke up and discovered that Xiao Feng had extremely strong poison gas in his body.

Just as she was about to approach, she was stopped by Su Mu, who had an extremely grim expression: "This matter can only rely on himself; no one from the outside can help him."

If external power entered his body, the poison seed would immediately be detonated.

With his body that came up from the Lower Realm, he would instantly turn into a pile of dust.

Su Xueqing learned that Xiao Feng had suffered such a great disaster, and her face was full of bitterness: "I told you to act against them a long time ago, why didn't you listen to me?"

The Poison Sect has always acted strangely and unpredictably. If they want to act, they will definitely act.

Su Mu merely thought they were well-matched, but he didn't expect the Poison Emperor to not take them seriously at all.

Seeing Su Xueqing blaming him, the anger in his body had accumulated to its Peak.

He looked at Zhu Chen beside him: "Pass down the order, have all the Disciples prepare. In five days, prepare to seek a decisive battle with Wu Hai."

Looking at his appearance, he clearly didn't think highly of Xiao Feng, feeling that he had no power to recover at all.

Wu Long's Poison Skill was considered half-baked; it was not surprising that it could be cleared away.

And Wu Hai's Poison Skill was extremely pure; even Su Mu had to avoid him, let alone Xiao Feng.

On the other side, within the Qian Yuan Sect.

Shao Tian hurriedly came to Ansya's room and found her dressing up inside.

Seeing that he was about to pounce on her, Ansya quickly changed her position and sat down, pretending to feel unwell.

"I'm not feeling well today, so I can't dual Cultivate. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a sin to ruin your mood?"

Shao Tian saw her repeatedly avoiding him, and his heart was filled with intense anger. He fiercely slapped Ansya across the face.

"Slap..."

"If you can't dual Cultivate, why should I keep you?"

Seeing blood at the corner of Ansya's mouth, Shao Tian acted as if he saw nothing, turned around, and left the room.

"Sooner or later, I will kill you."

Looking at the blood in the bronze mirror, she took out the paper from the drawer and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Unbeknownst to them, two figures quietly entered the Qian Yuan Sect.

Zhao Yuwei and Bai Zhao looked at the empty corridor, their faces full of surprise: "Such a large Sect, why isn't there even a single person?"

Something unusual must indicate trouble. The two were extremely cautious, afraid of accidentally stepping into a trap.

Bai Zhao peeked into the courtyard and found that there was still no one inside.

Just as he was about to walk inside, Zhao Yuwei quickly pulled Bai Zhao back: "I think we should first use our Spirit Energy to scout it out. What do you think?"

Using Spirit Energy to see if there was trouble inside would let them know if there was an ambush.

Bai Zhao listened to Zhao Yuwei's reminder, quietly closed his eyes, and the Spirit Energy in his body continuously spread out.

As luck would have it, Shao Tian happened to come out of the courtyard.

Looking at his appearance, he was clearly displeased, likely because Ansya had rejected him.

Bai Zhao was worried that Shao Tian would discover his Spirit Energy, so he slowly opened his eyes and peeked inside: "I found where Shao Tian is. How about... we kill him first?"

The two hit it off immediately and quietly walked inside, looking for the right opportunity to prioritize killing Shao Tian.