The Immortal’s Poison

Little Chi Maojiu never forgot the help that the old monk had given to the Miao Bujiao all those years ago. He took a firm step forward and shielded Ji Fei.

The place of the outer fringe cultivators crowded around them had first been shocked by the mannerism of the one-eyed person's killing technique with the flick of a finger. Now that they saw someone was willing to step up, their expressions were different. They were regretful, impressed, excited, or frightened, but their bodies moved backward in tacit agreement. They were all worried that if the skinny man would strike again, they would be caught in the crossfire.

Chi Maojiu frowned with some irritation. Old Monk Ji Fei behind him chuckled softly, "The people inside the place of the outer fringe are like this. It's not that they have no backbones, but if it was not necessary for them to make a move, they won't take a single step forward, no matter what!"

Fat Monk Shui Jing's thoughts were much behind compared to Ji Fei. He could not help but mumble a curse, "There are almost ten thousand cultivators here, but you're held up by a dozen people? If each and every one of you tossed a spell, they would've been smashed into a puddle by now!"

However, the blind man shook his head, "You've got a point there, but it would be better if there was a leader. Those people over there are far too strong, nobody would want to be in the spotlight."

Ji Fei smiled faintly with the airs of a learned erudite person, "Are they very strong? But they're not even in my eyes…"

When the few people talked, Chi Maojiu and the one-eyed person stood off as they were ready to jump at each other's throats.

The child who sat within Wen Leyang's embrace was visibly anxious; his entire body was tense and rigid.

Wen Leyang's expression however, was very relaxed. He comforted the child with a smile, "The one-eyed person is much weaker. It's easier for Chi Maojiu to make him blind than making himself blind…" The one-eyed person's ability was not even at the level of little rabbit demon Shan Duan. It would not be much of a hassle for Chi Maojiu to kill him.

Chi Maojiu was amused by Wen Leyang's words. He turned and glared at him. At this time, the one-eyed person cursed with spite. The flying sword before him vibrated and sneaked up towards Chi Maojiu as fast as lightning.

Little Chi Maojiu's gaze was condescending. The one-eyed person's ambush was not even a slow-motion action in his eyes. He did not even care about the flying sword. His body flashed and dodged the flying sword, then he moved in. The one-eyed person was greatly shocked. He quickly made sword-controlling gestures with his hands. He summoned the flying sword back to his side to protect himself. Chi Maojiu ran in circles for some time, as if he could not find the right time to attack. Finally, he let out a foul breath and retreated back to Wen Leyang's side.

The one-eyed person was in no mood to settle. He triggered the flying sword again and wanted to attack Chi Maojiu once more. At this moment, from the crowd behind Wen Leyang, suddenly, someone chanted a Taoist code loudly. At the same time, dozens of scarlet red long swords appeared in the sky and formed a formation in the blink of an eye. They formed a burning red chain. With a muffled 'pa', it hit the one-eyed person's flying sword spot on and helped little Chi Maojiu block the enemy's ambush.

The people in the place of the outer fringe let out a shocked exclamation at the same time. They did not expect someone else to make an attack. They scattered even further back.

A slightly familiar voice rolled with burning rage sounded sonorous, "Even if it is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den outside the exit, the few of you would have done all you could by just reminding us. But you guys have killed people without even hesitating. By saying that you don't have any ulterior motives, do you take all these cultivators for fools!?"

When his voice faded, a wave of agreement came from the people inside the place of the outer fringe.

A dwarf Taoist priest with white hair and beard took great strides. More than twenty middle-aged Taoists followed him.

Wen Leyang and Chi Maojiu exchanged a glance with shock and joy. The Qilian Immortal Sect was also inside the place of the outer fringe.

Although the Qilian Immortal Sect lived in seclusion within the Gold-Consuming Lair and had been declining for two thousand years, the chivalrous bone of the good old right cultivation path sect would still ring when they were knocked on.

The one-eyed person did not expect that there would be someone who could block his flying sword ambush inside the place of the outer fringe. His gaze was even more maddened. He glared at the dwarf Taoist priest like a venomous snake, "Who are you!?"

However, the dwarf Taoist priest shook his head, "What can this abject person say…?"

Wen Leyang did not wait for the dwarf Taoist priest to finish when he pointed at the one-eyed person and cursed, "You little demon with little knowledge, you don't even know the name of the Qilian Immortal Sect!"

After he finished, Wen Leyang turned towards the dwarf Taoist priest. He saluted with the utmost respect, "This junior will listen to everything the few immortals of the Qilian Immortal Sect have to say!" He always had some regrets towards this line of disciples. With quick thinking, he decided to offer the credit of bringing the ten thousand cultivators out of the place of the outer fringe to them.

However, the dwarf Taoist priest was puzzled. He could not understand, no matter what. How could this middle-aged, strong man who reminded him of the skin of an orange know about his background? He quickly returned the gesture with hesitation and politely declined the offer.

As they talked, Chi Maojiu took the child from Wen Leyang's embrace and placed him on the ground. He chuckled, "I've plucked one hair from the one-eyed man just now. Do you want to do it, or shall I do it?"

The child looked eager to try, but in the end he still shook his head. Chi Maojiu was in no hurry. He continued to smile, "Then you better keep your eyes peeled!" As he said this, he chewed on the hair and broke it in half. He chewed as he slowly chanted a spell. Lastly, he gulped the hair down and raised the other half of the hair. He slowly poked it into the edge of his own eye until only a little part of it was visible. Then, he slowly pulled it out…

The ancestors of the one-eyed man had never gotten involved with the cultivation world for thousands of years. He was only casually asking prior to this and had never heard of the Qilian Immortal Sect before. His icy cold gaze was fixed on the Qilian disciples from the very beginning.

The dwarf Taoist priest showed no weakness. His gaze was bright as he stared back at the one-eyed person.

The seductive young married woman who stood beside the one-eyed person could not help but to exclaim, "Shorty Taoist priest, why are you staring at me!?"

Old Monk Ji Fei broke into laughter. He glared at the one-eyed person and reprimanded rudely, "You've never heard of the name of Qilian Immortal Sect? That's not hard to believe, as when the immortal masters had practiced their art of the sword, your ancestors were still in their mothers' wombs!"

The one-eyed person burned with rage. His eyeball rolled and locked onto Ji Fei with hatred. Just when he wanted to throw caution to the wind and activate the sword-controlling gesture to kill him, Old Monk Ji Fei suddenly leaped. He laughed and patted Chi Maojiu's shoulder, "He glared at me again…"

His voice barely faded when Chi Maojiu threw half the strand of the one-eyed person's hair in his hands to the wind!

The hair which the one-eyed person tied behind his hand quickly spread out. They bared their fangs as they danced in the wind. A fierce mannerism quickly and savagely emanated!

Chi Maojiu did not stop making small movements. He quickly twisted the hair in his hands akin to making a fried dough twist. Then, he bent it and sent it flying.

Everyone thought that the one-eyed person's unkempt hair indicated that he was about to activate his magic powers. The Qilian disciples also shouted in unison. The red chain in midair adjusted its trajectory and made a formation that was both good in offense and defense.

However, nobody had expected that the one-eyed person's long hair intertwined and twisted into a dark black shiny braid. Then, it switched directions and bent towards him from the back of his head in a peculiar manner. The braid was slightly sharp like an arrow. With a light 'po', it stabbed firmly into the only eye of the one-eyed person.

The one-eyed person had completely no idea what hit him, as he covered his eyes and wailed. He fell heavily to the ground!

Old Monk Ji Fei was completely dumbstruck at the side. The three families Wen, Miao and Luo had their own unique skills, but the one that was the most peculiar and that everyone's skin crawl was definitely the Qingmiao's Witchcraft.

Fat Monk Shui Jing could not help but caress his own head. He mumbled, "Thank goodness monks are always bald!"

The ten thousand people present were all shocked. Everyone only thought about one thing. That ugly fat woman had said, "If you dare to stare any longer, I will make you blind!'

The one-eyed person had looked at Ji Fei again.

He was blinded.

Chi Maojiu threw that half a strand of hair he held onto the ground. He took two steps forward and looked at the swarf Taoist priest who was also dumbstruck. He mimicked Wen Leyang's tone and said respectfully, "The juniors will follow every instruction of the Qilian Immortal Sect's immortal masters."

The dwarf Taoist priest could not help but say, "Are you for real?" His slightly flustered gaze slipped across Chi Maojiu and fell onto Fat Monk Shui Jing's face.

Shui Jing hastily nodded, "It's true, it's true!"

The dwarf Taoist priest shifted his gaze and looked at old monk Ji Fei as he asked Shui Jing, "What did you say?"

At this moment, a somewhat beautiful young girl silently made her way beside Wen Leyang and the others. She said softly, "Great Master Tu will greet the Tuo Xie arbiters on the seven esteemed Rainbow lords' behalf! If you have any favor to ask, just say so."

Wen Leyang was briefly shocked before he understood who the 'seven esteemed Rainbow lords' were. He could not help but smile. He asked the girl, "The Rainbow brothers are here too?"

The young girl looked at him with slight helplessness. She shook her head, "The seven esteemed lords aren't here. The one leading us is Tu Mi; great master Tu!"

Just when Wen Leyang was still pondering who Tu Mi was, a voice that sounded like it broke metal and jade rang forth from the crowd, "The juniors respectfully followed the orders of the Qilian immortal masters!" While it spoke, a fat woman who easily weighed two hundred kilograms squeezed out from the crowd clumsily. She wished the dwarf Taoist priest all the happiness in the world and flashed an oily smile.

Wen Leyang felt that the fat woman looked somewhat familiar. Then, he remembered that she was an elite of the World Sect. She was a high-class leader under the seven Rainbow fat men. She was the one who ordered the people of the World Sect to attack Crow Ridge…

Wen Leyang laughed. It turned out that there were a lot of familiar faces in the place of the outer fringe.

Tu Mi's characteristics were too obvious. Wen Leyang could not forget her even if he tried to.

Nobody followed Tu Mi. However, what followed her was more than a hundred magic weapons of all kinds. All of them were directed towards the few cultivators who barred the exit. At the same time, sonorous shouts rose from all directions, "We respectfully follow the immortal master's orders!"

Tu Mi was the most trusted person of the Rainbow fat men. She was clever and well-experienced. She had heard Rainbow mention the various mind-boggling methods of the Qingmiao's Witchcraft. She had also heard of the relationship between the Tuo Xie disciples and the Qilian Immortal Sect. Although she still had no idea about the true identities of Wen Leyang and the others, she could guess that Chi Maojiu hailed from Seven Maidens Mountain.

Although the situation was not overly optimistic, the dozen cultivators in front could not kill everyone present here, no matter what. Tu Mi immediately stepped forward. She wanted to offer this favor to the Tuo Xie arbiters.

Tu Mi's reason for coming to the place of the outer fringe this time was for a crucial business for the World Sect. She would not have to come herself if it were something trivial. Indeed, she had brought quite a few men.

The dwarf Taoist priest was completely lost, but it did not stop him from walking on clouds. Little Chi Maojiu and Tu Mi the fat woman stood beside him, while the group of Qilian disciples behind him made sword-controlling gestures. The red chain in midair slashed in the air; he truly looked powerful!

Wen Leyang smiled at the World Sect disciple beside him, "Please reply great master Tu for me, that Wen Leyang and Chi Maojiu had accepted her good will."

Although that girl was well-experienced, she still could not help but to exclaim with surprise! The small freckles on her cheeks seemed to shine. Wen Leyang himself did not know that he was famous now. If Tu Mi could deliver this favor with her hands, it was worth the trip.

The dozen comrades of the one-eyed person had dark faces. They stood still and did not move, as if they were hesitating whether or not to make a move and kill a handful to serve as a warning.

However, the large group of cultivators behind Wen Leyang was invigorated. Their curses got louder and louder. One magic weapon rose in the air after another; they had the mannerisms of attacking if anything or anyone came in their way.

The old man who stood beside the one-eyed person finally let out a cold laugh. He faintly glanced at little Chi Maojiu, but he did not mention avenging the one-eyed person, "My immortal master is a merciful person. He did not want all of you to throw your lives away in vain. That's why he instructed us to block the exit."

The old man's voice suddenly turned sharp, "If you don't believe me, I'll have my master release the magic spell outside and let a few monsters into this place to let you ungrateful lot experience it for yourselves!" After he finished, he took out a small wooden bell. He shook it lightly, then he waved. He led the others and quickly went out of the exit's way.

The dwarf Taoist priest had become the leader now, a huge group of cultivators who had turned into his followers followed him. When he saw this, he chuckled and took a look outside. Chi Maojiu silently pulled him back. The Taoist priest turned and glared at Tu Mi, "Why did you pull me?"

Tu Mi did not know whether to cry or laugh. Just as she was at a loss for words, a series of shuffling sounds which sounded as if a group of large cockroaches was walking over a newspaper, came from afar.

The dwarf Taoist priest dared not let his guard down. He waved and brandished his own flying sword, which gathered with his disciples' scarlet sword formation. At the same time, the hundreds of World Sect magic weapons also slowly floated forth and firmly spread out around the exit.

The strange noise from the outside the place of the outer fringe eventually joined into a cacophony, as if what was surging towards them was not monsters, but layers of waves!

The shuffling noise grew louder and louder, closer and closer. Just when everyone thought that they were about to break in, the noise which made everyone's skin crawl suddenly disappeared.

However, the beard and brows of the dwarf Taoist priest shook as he shouted loudly, "Here it comes!" His voice barely faded when countless monsters hideous enough to make everyone's hairs stand on end, barged into the place of the outer fringe.

These monsters were not even knee-height. Their bodies were bags of bones, and their chests were no thicker than maize. Their six legs were only as thick as fingers, but their heads were as large as dippers. They had no lips, but only bore rows of uneven fangs. Their fangs clicked as they opened and shut their jaws.

Old Monk Ji Fei was highly knowledgeable. He almost jumped onto Wen Leyang's back as he shouted hysterically, "Flinging lice. They're the vile monsters from Shiwan Mountains…"

The cultivators who had already prepped themselves let out a shout. In an instant, colorful lights filled the skies. A hundred magic weapons shone with different gleams as they struck towards the group of monsters, which had already gathered into a mass!

The collective sounds of the magic weapons resounded like thunder. The 'flinging lice' which had gathered into a mass were completely disintegrated!

The cultivators did not even have the time to take a breath when the footsteps outside the place of the outer fringe suddenly increased in volume as if it had turned into a raging wave. Just by listening, who knows how many monsters had arrived from the outside. They howled as they wanted to barge into this place!

It was needless to mention the Qilian Immortal Sect. The disciples who stayed beside the dwarf Taoist priest were all highly skilled people. They made the scarlet sword formation dance like a fire dragon.

Tu Mi's subordinates were also well-trained. Their hundred magic weapons were well-controlled, which blocked the waves of monsters steadily.

It was alright at first. The disciples led by Tu Mi and the dwarf Taoist priest were sufficient to seal the exit. However, soon after, the monsters that barged in increased in size and grew stronger. Slowly, the methods of the World Sect and Qilian Immortal Sect were not enough to hold the exit.

Old Monk Ji Fei could not take it all in. He mumbled towards Wen Leyang like flowing water, "Crowned ape… winged serpent… seven fox… my god, there's even a midge bird!"

Finally, a large red rhinoceros spewed flames as it broke through the seal. Amidst a long sharp howl, it charged at the cultivators in the place of the outer fringe. Tu Mi shouted angrily. She took out a silver-colored ice fork and mercilessly stabbed at the giant rhinoceros' skull.

The cultivators inside the place of the outer fringe finally showed some team spirits. They took out their own treasures and helped the dwarf Taoist priest and Tu Mi. In no time, around the small exit, almost a thousand magic weapons flew here and there. Rolling loud noises sounded endlessly. The monsters that came from Shiwan Mountains squalled. Severed limbs and broken bones flew everywhere. Thick, smelly blood spurted everywhere…

As time went by, more and more cultivators joined in the battle. However, the pressure from the exit did not seem to diminish. The monsters were not afraid of death, nor were they showing signs of being killed!

It was only now that the old man who was with the one-eyed person sneered. He waved the wooden bell in his hand again and shouted at the group within the place of the outer fringe, "I will ask my esteemed master to restore the magic spell to keep these monsters at bay!" It was strange. After he shook the wooden bell, the monsters outside seemed to have found a new prey. They gave up on attacking the place of the outer fringe. In no time, the place of the outer fringe finally quieted down.

At first, Wen Leyang and the others had taken the old man, one-eyed person, and the others as Kong Nuer's subordinates. They suspected them of having ulterior motives for blocking the entrance to the place of the outer fringe. However, Fat Monk Shui Jing saw that there truly were quite a number of monsters. He felt shaken as he moved closer to Wen Leyang and asked, "These people… are they the immortal master teacher's subordinates?"

Wen Leyang had not said anything when old monk Ji Fei answered, "If no monsters came, then they might not be, but now… we can't be wrong; they are truly Kong Nuer's subordinates!"

The fat monk scratched his head loudly; his face was full of puzzlement. Old Monk Ji Fei pouted as he was irritated by his master brother's stupidity, "Try counting with your fingers. Under the heavens, other than us Nine Peaks Mountain and that bullsh*t of an immortal master teacher - other than these two forces, who else could control the countless monsters of Shiwan Mountains!?"

Wen Leyang smiled bitterly as he glanced at Ji Fei, "I think you've overestimated our Nine Peaks Mountain."

There were countless monsters outside. It was still possible for a highly-skilled cultivator to find a way by killing the monsters and escape unscathed, but to make them come and go as one pleased, was not something anyone, even Chang Li or Cone Nail could do.

Fat Monk Shui Jing nodded as if he understood. He mumbled, "But no matter what, these Kong Nuer subordinates blocked the exit and saved our lives… Shiwan Mountains is surely a foul place to have that many monsters!"

Wen Leyang shook his head as well. Then, he looked at Kong Nuer's subordinates and cursed lowly, "This gang of bastards!"

Although the monsters of Shiwan Mountains were fierce, they were already dormant and were unwilling to leave the mountain. Four years ago, Wen Leyang was brought to that place by Hanba, but was not met with any problems.

However, just a few moments ago, countless monsters wanted to leave the mountain and barge into the place of the outer fringe.

In addition, Shiwan Mountains were met with quake after quake. Even the dumb Wen Leyang could conclude that the wild burly man's rocks were no longer enough to subdue that evil cave, which tempted the monsters to go mad.

Of course, this was done by Kong Nuer.

The old man had already led his comrades to block the exit of the place of the outer fringe. His tone was filled with scorn, "Now, does everyone believe in my master's merciful heart? If anyone has second thoughts, we'll turn around and leave!"

With a buzz, the ten thousand cultivators started discussing loudly. Most of them already believed in the old man's words.

At this moment, Chi Maojiu raised his head again and glared at the old man, "I don't believe you, please leave!"

Everyone else was shocked; only Wen Leyang and the others were amused. They did not know what Kong Nuer planned to do. They only knew that if Kong Nuer told them to go east, they would go west, if Kong Nuer told them to eat, they would poop… It was no different from two gangs of squabbling kids.