Chapter 226 - 225, The Killer is Actually Him

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Chapter 226: Chapter 225, The Killer is Actually Him Du Qiu seemed to have thought of something, his pupils trembled suddenly, and he whispered, "Are you talking about the Wandox Poison?" Han Qing nodded, "Yes, aside from the Wandox Poison, I don’t believe there’s any antidote in the world that can counteract the poisons of Falling Frost and Soul Sever." Du Qiu said decisively, "Impossible, the Wandox Poison is the Supreme Treasure of our Life-Seeking Sect, only the Sect Leader of the Life-Seeking Sect is entitled to consume it. Drinking it not only makes one immune to all poisons but also extends one’s life." "Moreover, our Sect Leader has been missing for decades, his life or death remains unknown. How could Xu Wendong have possibly consumed the Wandox Poison?" Han Qing’s face showed a bitter smile, "But how else do we explain Xu Wendong being poisoned without any symptoms?" "It doesn’t matter now." A cold gleam flashed in Du Qiu’s eyes, "Today is our third day in Qingshan Village, we must eliminate Xu Wendong." "Otherwise, our mission will end in failure!" If the disciples of the Life-Seeking Sect accepted a mission and did not complete it within three days, they considered it a failure. This was the greatest shame for any disciple of the Life-Seeking Sect. Especially for Han Qing and Du Qiu, a couple from the Life-Seeking Sect, they absolutely would not allow such a thing to occur. Han Qing whispered, "With the strength of you and me as a couple, we can indeed eliminate Xu Wendong." ------ "Doctor Xu, how’s the catch this afternoon? Can we expect a feast tonight?" Just as Xu Wendong was fishing, Han Qing limped over with his wife, Du Qiu, cheerfully carrying a large basin for washing clothes, which held a few changeable clothes. Xu Wendong smiled and said, "Not bad, I just caught a carp weighing over three pounds." Han Qing approached Xu Wendong, saw the golden carp in the bucket, and said, "Actually, I don’t like eating carp. It’s a bottom-dwelling fish, and its flesh has a muddy taste unless it’s heavily spiced with Sichuan pepper and chili." "But if it’s heavily spiced, you lose the original freshness of the fish." Xu Wendong said, "Uncle Han, you’re right, the taste of carp in freshwater is generally average, but that’s not absolute. Farmed carp or those living in stagnant water do have a muddy taste, but those living in natural waters are entirely different." "You can tell if a carp is good just by looking at its scales and color." "I bet the carp in this river tastes good, even more delicious than the four-hole carp in South Lake of the county city," he said with a faint smile. Han Qing laughed, "We’ll have to taste it tonight then." Xu Wendong: "Okay, I’ll try to catch a few more so everyone can have a taste. If I can’t catch more... we’ll just boil a pot of fish soup." Du Qiu asked, "Doctor Xu, will my washing clothes downstream affect your fishing?" Xu Wendong said, "Why don’t you go upstream to wash? Just keep a distance of five or six meters from me. The foam produced when you wash clothes can attract many fish, which could actually increase my catch." Du Qiu responded with a hum and carried the basin upstream. Actually, she preferred the downstream, as the terrain was flat. If a fight broke out, Xu Wendong would likely flee in that direction. Being downstream would help either block or ensure his demise. Han Qing crouched on Xu Wendong’s right side, watching the bobber, and casually asked, "Doctor Xu, do you have a dream?" The couple had a habit before killing someone, and that was to ask about their dreams, learning about them before striking them dead. It gave them a strange thrill and also made their target less suspicious. Xu Wendong wondered, "Why ask such a thing?" Han Qing showed a simple smile, "Just chatting!" "Of course I have dreams!" Xu Wendong had a good impression of the couple, so he started a conversation, "My dream is simple, to become strong, then avenge my father, and find my mother’s whereabouts!" This had been his lifelong dream, and everything he did now was for this goal. Only by becoming strong could he fight his way to Jingdu to avenge his father. To find out where his mother was. Han Qing asked again, "Is your enemy strong?" Xu Wendong: "Quite so." Han Qing: "Do you think you can achieve this dream?" Xu Wendong looked bewildered, "I don’t even know if I can achieve this dream, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is whether I’ve tried for this dream!" "Even if I fail, I would have no regrets." "I believe my father wouldn’t blame me." "Then you shall die!" Han Qing suddenly moved, a dagger over twenty centimeters long appeared in his hand, sliding directly toward Xu Wendong’s neck. His speed was fast like a mirage, hard to defend against. But Xu Wendong was even faster. As a cultivator, his sense of danger was keener than ordinary people. When Han Qing bore killing intent towards him, he was already prepared. Trying to ambush him was clearly impossible. He leaned back, dodging the deadly strike. Then his palm shot out, gripping Han Qing’s wrist. However, the dagger in Han Qing’s hand was extremely agile, stabbing once again toward Xu Wendong’s chest. Crack! Xu Wendong suddenly exerted force, accompanied by the sound of a bone breaking, Han Qing let out a piercing scream. Immediately after, Xu Wendong kicked him, sending him flying over ten meters, landing heavily on the ground, vomiting blood. "Die!" To one side, Du Qiu was full of killing intent, raising her hand to fire several throwing needles. The silver needles gleamed with a chilling sense. Xu Wendong, quick-eyed and swift-handed, grabbed a handful of sand and flung it, blocking the incoming needles. At the same time, Du Qiu also charged to Xu Wendong’s front. Despite her appearance as a simple and honest village woman, her gaze was as cold as a viper’s. Her palms were like knives, emitting a howling wind. Xu Wendong showed a trace of disdain on his face, kicking Du Qiu in the chest. Crack! A terrifying kick infused with True Qi directly broke several of Du Qiu’s ribs, making her spit blood as she fell beside Han Qing. The couple, faced with waxy complexions, lost their combat capability. Their eyes, heavy with every look at Xu Wendong, seemed unprepared for the boy’s powerful prowess. Xu Wendong looked at them with a half-smile, "I really didn’t expect you Life-Seeking Sect people to hide so well, even I didn’t spot your flaw. If I guess correctly, you two have disguised yourselves, right?" "But it doesn’t matter now." "For your ambush, I have no fear." "Because before absolute strength, whether a conspiracy or open plots, they are doomed to be vulnerable." "It’s just that I have a question." "Wasn’t the first step of your Life-Seeking Sect’s killing to poison someone?" "Why didn’t you poison me?" Pfft! Han Qing spat a mouthful of blood, angrily asked, "Didn’t you know you’re immune to all poisons?"

Chapter 226 - 225, The Killer is Actually Him

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