Chapter 47: Why Not Give It a Try

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Chapter 47: Why Not Give It a Try Chen Huai’an watched as Xiao Yifeng chose the Great Rejuvenation Pill and immediately let out a cold laugh. He actually had an option to instantly swap pills for just 6 spirit stones per use. If Xiao Yifeng somehow had heaven-defying luck and picked the one pill without pill poison, he could just pay to swap it with a poisoned one. But now, it seemed he wouldn’t even need to spend the money. Xiao Yifeng clearly wasn’t blessed with extraordinary luck—the very first pill he picked was poisoned. Pressing down on the Communication Talisman, Chen Huai’an sneered, “Since you picked one, go ahead and eat it. What are you standing there for?” 【The outcome is set—take it and see.】 "Xiao Yifeng, what are you hesitating for?" Daoist Qingxuan cast a glance at his second disciple. He was already eager to watch Xiao Yifeng slap that mysterious person in the face. As for Xiao Yifeng's constipated expression? He assumed it was just nerves from being too close to that mysterious cultivator. seaʀᴄh thё NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Yes, Master." Xiao Yifeng silently prayed to every immortal and deity he could think of, then clenched his teeth and swallowed the Great Rejuvenation Pill in one gulp. The pill’s medicinal power erupted instantly. Xiao Yifeng groaned, clutching his chest as his face turned a deep purple-red. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing ragged like an ox—clear signs of pill poisoning. And not just mild poisoning. This was the full-strength, premium-grade poison. To prevent his meridians from being permanently damaged, he immediately sat cross-legged and began circulating his Spiritual Qi to suppress the toxins, using his Wood-attribute Qi to gradually neutralize the poison. If it were a cultivator with any other Spiritual Root, they would have no choice but to take detoxification pills or beg a senior cultivator to help expel the poison. "This…" Wu Duantian glanced at Daoist Qingxuan beside him and saw that the elder’s face had darkened again—so dark it was almost the same shade as his hat. His hands, hidden in his sleeves, were trembling with rage. 【You still have two more chances!】 A voice as calm as still water echoed from the void behind Li Qingran. All the Qingyun Sect disciples and elders watching understood—Xiao Yifeng had failed his first attempt at identifying the correct pill. Suppressing the pill poison, Xiao Yifeng opened his eyes, his expression grim. After a moment of hesitation, he cupped his hands toward the void behind Li Qingran and asked, "Senior, if I may be so bold—are you certain that one of these ten pills is truly untainted?" 【Oh? Are you implying that I’m lying to you?!】 A cold snort rang out, followed by an overwhelming pressure. A fierce gust of wind swept past, grinding the stone steps around Xiao Yifeng into dust. From the void, a voice thick with killing intent resounded: 【For that one sentence alone, I could kill you without needing any reason!】 "Senior, I was wrong! Please quell your anger!" Xiao Yifeng immediately bowed his head, heart pounding. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced toward Daoist Qingxuan. Only to see his master standing there with his eyes coldly shut, as if ignoring the whole situation would make it disappear. Sect Leader Wu Duantian, on the other hand, was watching Li Qingran with a beaming smile, as if admiring his own beloved daughter. No one was going to help him. Neither his master nor the sect leader was willing to offend that mysterious cultivator. He was on his own. Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yifeng steeled himself and picked a second pill. Another dose. And once again, the Fire Poison erupted within him. 【You have one chance left.】 Suppressing the poison, Xiao Yifeng's trembling hand reached toward the remaining eight pills. Before today, he had never imagined that Fire Poison Corrosion could be this agonizing. It felt as if his entire meridians and bones were being scraped repeatedly by a brush embedded with steel needles. The pain wasn’t constant—it came in unpredictable waves, slithering through his body like a venomous snake, never giving him a moment to adjust, never allowing him a single breath of relief… And this was with his Wood-attribute Qi, which had natural detoxifying and suppressive properties. Li Qingran had none of that. So this was what Li Qingran had been enduring after being expelled from Chixiao Peak—this unending torment… The alchemical skills of this mysterious cultivator were truly terrifying. Even if he cheated by cutting off a sliver of each pill to taste, he still couldn’t tell which one was safe. If that was the case, he might as well pick at random. Xiao Yifeng shut his eyes and grabbed one blindly. "Tch, this kid's got pretty good luck. He managed to pick the right one with an eighth of a chance." Chen Huai’an sighed, then reluctantly paid 6 spirit stones. The moment his payment was processed, the pill in Xiao Yifeng’s hand was instantly swapped. The black cat beside him watched Chen Huai’an with an eerie glint in its eyes. 【This brat keeps staring at that black box and talking to himself… Could he be mentally ill?】【Or… is that black box some kind of mind-controlling demonic artifact? Interesting, interesting! I wonder whether the demon behind that artifact is more sinister than me? Heh heh heh…】 Its tail curled high as if excited by the thought. Xiao Yifeng swallowed his final chance. Once more, the Fire Poison erupted. The accumulated poison from the first two doses had already pushed his body to the limit. This third dose acted like a fuse, igniting the previous toxins and causing them to explode all at once. "Ugh…" Xiao Yifeng's face turned pale as gold, then flushed bright red like a tide. He staggered back several steps before finally collapsing to his knees, vomiting a mouthful of black blood. Strangely, the black blood turned into mist upon contact with the air, filling the surroundings with the pungent stench of decayed medicine and tainted blood. The disciples standing nearby immediately covered their noses. At the center of the square, Xiao Yifeng clutched his chest, trying to endure. But in the end, his body went rigid, then convulsed violently before he lost all strength and collapsed onto the ground. 【Daoist Qingxuan, it seems your disciple is not as brilliant as he thinks he is…】 A mocking chuckle echoed from the void. 【There are still seven pills left. Will you feed them to him yourselves, or shall I do it?】 Chen Huai’an felt no sympathy for Xiao Yifeng. Li Qingran had endured this agony for three whole months. Her meridians had been burned black and rotted away by the poison. Compared to that, what Xiao Yifeng was going through now was nothing. "S-Senior, this disciple has already been punished enough. The Fire Poison Corrosion in his body is extremely severe—perhaps we should not force him to take the remaining seven pills…" Wu Duantian quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, sensing that Daoist Qingxuan was on the verge of exploding. 【Did I give you permission to speak? Sit down!】 "You go too far!" Daoist Qingxuan could no longer hold back. He stood abruptly, his sword pointed— At Li Qingran. "Don’t think I don’t know that all ten of these pills were poisoned! My disciple had no chance of picking correctly! Even if you wanted revenge for Li Qingran, this is far too much! Besides, did my disciple really feed her a poisoned pill?" "Daoist Qingxuan." Li Qingran, face pale from enduring the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, stepped forward. Her cold, clear eyes locked onto her former master, filled with a sorrow so deep it seeped into her bones. "The only pill I consumed after the Sect Tournament was the Great Rejuvenation Pill that Xiao Yifeng gave me." "You lie!" Daoist Qingxuan’s eyes burned with fury. "If I speak even a single falsehood, may the Dao itself strike me down!" Li Qingran raised three fingers to the sky. Thunderclouds instantly gathered over Qingyun Sect. Streaks of lightning flickered ominously among the clouds, searching—searching for a lie. Finding none, the storm dissipated. A single pill floated before Daoist Qingxuan. The ethereal voice spoke again: 【If you doubt me, why not try it yourself?】 Daoist Qingxuan hesitated. "How do I know this pill—" Before he could finish, the pill shot into his mouth. 【Eat.】

Chapter 47: Why Not Give It a Try

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