340: Chapter 120 Reversing the Heavenly Gang!

Seeing that Meng Li didn't open the porcelain bottle but threw it away directly, Wang Yuyan, A Zi, and the others were all stunned.

Zhong Ling, standing next to A Zi, exclaimed, "Why didn't you open it to look, but threw it away instead?"

Meng Li snorted lightly, "Someone who hides their head and tail, claiming to be an old acquaintance but providing no token or hint for me to recall their identity. It seems they are being deliberately mysterious, intending for me to open this bottle. This bottle's origin is unknown; who knows what's inside?"

"What if it's poison? The incident of being poisoned at the Shaolin Monastery wasn't long ago."

Zhong Ling thought about it and felt he had a point, so she said no more.

Wang Yuyan, A Zi, and the others felt the same.

After Meng Li finished speaking, seeing that it was getting late, he told Mu Wanqing, "Go and inform your Junior Martial Uncle, and take Zhong Ling back with you."

Mu Wanqing nodded, took Zhong Ling, and left.

Just then, an evening breeze slowly blew from across the way.

Zhong Ling, who had only walked a few steps, froze, losing her balance and falling backward.

Mu Wanqing, quick-handed and sharp-eyed, reached out and supported her, asking in surprise, "Ling'er, what's wrong?"

Zhong Ling replied blankly, "I don't know either. I suddenly feel a tingling numbness all over my body, unable to muster any strength or move."

"My eyes are also feeling a bit sore now."

As she spoke, tears began to well up in her eyes.

Mu Wanqing was instantly alarmed.

Because this situation was exactly the same as when everyone at the Shaolin Monastery was poisoned.

Fortunately, she felt nothing, and neither did Meng Li, Wang Yuyan, A Bi, or the others.

"The unique deadly poison of the Western Xia Yipintang—the Sorrowful Crisp Breeze Poison!" Meng Li explained softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Yuyan fall into his arms. After meeting his gaze, she playfully winked at him.

Meng Li smiled silently and, moving nearby, fell into A Bi's arms.

A Bi was slightly startled, but after realizing what was happening, a smile appeared in her eyes as she fell onto A Zhu.

A Zhu fell toward A Zi, A Zi toward Mei Jian, Mei Jian toward Zhu Jian, and Zhu Jian leaned against a nearby tree.

Mu Wanqing supported Zhong Ling as they both fell down together.

Zhong Ling looked on, completely confused.

When she came to her senses, she quietly asked Mu Wanqing, "Sister Mu, what are you all doing?"

Mu Wanqing whispered, "Playing along with the scheme to lure the snake out of its hole."

Zhong Ling: "..."

So, I'm the only one poisoned, right?

Zhong Ling inexplicably felt a bit wronged, then asked curiously, "So, none of you were poisoned just now at the Shaolin Monastery?"

"Mm."

"Why is that?"

"Because our Internal Energy is profound; most poisons don't affect us."

"Oh."

Zhong Ling responded with a sudden realization. She wanted to press further, but Mu Wanqing interrupted her, "Someone is coming, don't talk."

With that, she turned her head, letting Zhong Ling shield her face which showed no tears.

Not far away, Meng Li, Wang Yuyan, A Bi, and the others had also sensed someone approaching.

Because their strength was greater, they noticed it earlier and their perception was clearer.

There were five people approaching. Judging by their footsteps, their Martial Arts were not bad; they could be considered masters in the Jianghu.

They paused briefly at the entrance of the courtyard, then separated.

One of them scaled the wall into the courtyard, while the other four went to the opposite courtyard.

Meng Li glanced sideways toward the wall and saw the person climbing over was wearing a black night-crawling suit, their face covered by a black scarf. They had an average build, so he could only tell it was a man whose identity was unknown.

After the person in black entered, they saw Meng Li and the others collapsed on the ground, unable to move, and rejoiced internally, stepping forward.

He had only taken two steps when a sudden cry of alarm and sounds of fighting erupted from the opposite courtyard.

The person in black was startled, stopped in his tracks, and threw two Flying Locust Stones toward Meng Li.

Seeing the Flying Locust Stones attacking, before Meng Li could act, Wang Yuyan in his arms flicked her fingers repeatedly, intercepting them with the Finger Flickering Technique.

The person in black immediately realized something was wrong and turned to flee without a second word.

However, as soon as he turned around, A Zi, A Zhu, A Bi, Zhu Jian, Mei Jian, and Mu Wanqing, who were already prepared, struck out together.

Finger Flickering Technique x6!

The reason they all used the Finger Flickering Technique was twofold: it was handy, and they aimed to capture him alive.

As the crisis struck, the person in black's alarm bells rang loudly. Feeling he couldn't dodge, he could only temporarily activate his Internal Energy to form a True Qi protective shield around himself.

Several streams of Finger Flickering Technique Qi struck the shield, causing cracks to appear and nearly shattering it, but it ultimately held.

This made Wang Yuyan, A Zi, and the others slightly surprised.

They had only casually launched these few Finger Flickering Technique strikes, expecting to injure and detain the person in black, but unexpectedly, he blocked them.

Well then, they would have to get serious.

Little did they know, the person in black was already filled with terror.

He had seen A Zi use the Finger Flickering Technique and knew it was an extremely profound hidden weapon skill, but he never expected Wang Yuyan, A Bi, and the others to all know it, and use it so powerfully—a casual strike almost overwhelmed his defense.

Run! Run quickly!

The thought arose, and the person in black condensed the remaining True Qi in his shield, added new strength, and forcefully propelled a ball of green flame, splitting it into several streams to strike Meng Li and the others simultaneously.

Then, without looking at the result, he turned and fled.

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan, A Zi, and the others instinctively wanted to use their own methods to defend, but Meng Li flashed forward, raised a hand, swept, and gathered the scattered Qi energy, guiding the several green flames to fuse into one mass. Immediately after, he slapped it through the air, easily extinguishing it.

Almost simultaneously, his other hand reached out toward the person in black who had jumped onto the wall.

An irresistible pulling force enveloped the person in black, who had no power to resist. In panic, he flew backward and landed in Meng Li's grasp.

In an instant, he seemed to realize something, losing his fear and becoming joyful instead. He quickly extended his right little finger to touch the hand Meng Li used to grip his shoulder and activated a Cultivation Technique.

Instantly, a suction force spread out.

Meng Li sensed it and raised an eyebrow slightly.

From the palm technique used to unleash the green flames earlier, he recognized the person in black as Quan Guanqing.

Now, through this familiar suction force, Meng Li further confirmed that the opponent cultivated the Beiming Divine Skill.

However, judging by the fact that he could only use his right little finger to absorb Internal Energy, Quan Guanqing had obviously only cultivated a small portion, just like Duan Yu in the original story.

Seeing the opponent attempting to absorb his Internal Energy at this moment, Meng Li felt a sense of strangeness.

The Beiming Divine Skill, separated out using Carefree Wandering Wind, was still an incomplete version. Was he trying to absorb the power cultivated using Carefree Wandering Wind?

Reversing the Heavenly Dipper!

The next second, Quan Guanqing suffered a backlash from the Cultivation Technique. His entire Internal Energy surged back into Meng Li's body like a river flowing into the sea.

Quan Guanqing was immediately struck with terror, and then his body began to convulse uncontrollably.

Just then, a mournful cry came from the opposite courtyard.

"Brother Gu!"

"Girl Wan, help!"

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