Although Southeast Asia is remote, its people are fierce.
The people here might not be good with knives and guns, but they are excellent with poisons.
Yet, Zhao Tianjie has roamed Southeast Asia for decades, never succumbing to poison even once. Instead, he compiled a great compendium of toxins, including over 3,000 poisons discovered for the first time in the world.
Some curious people gave Zhao Tianjie a nickname, Poison Saint Monarch.
Rumor has it that he performed human experiments using various toxic gases and transformed himself into a special body type immune to all poisons, and even immune to thousands of poisons.
However, they only thought it was a legend until it was proven now.
Not aging or weakening in seventy years, could it be that Zhao Tianjie has achieved eternal life?
The true backing of Zhongcheng Hall is not the business in their hands or the network of relations they have built for centuries.
The real backing of Zhongcheng Hall is actually just one person, Zhao Tianjie.
More than a hundred years ago, Zhongcheng Hall was merely a third-rate force. It was Zhao Tianjie’s appearance that, with his own power, forcibly elevated Zhongcheng Hall to its current position.
Zhao Tianjie stood in the spotlight, yet he remained calm and indifferent, gazing at Zhao Wuxing and Zhao Huanglong.
"Do you two know your crimes?"
Bang.
Zhao Wuxing kowtowed forcefully, his proud face filled with terror.
Although Zhao Huanglong was not frightened to death, he was not much better, sweating profusely and trembling uncontrollably.
"Elder, dare I ask where we went wrong?"
Zhao Huanglong asked not out of resistance but to understand his mistake and find a way to correct it.
Zhao Tianjie sighed lightly.
"Our Zhao Family stands strong in the Capital City; what can’t we obtain? Once we set our sights on something, don’t hold back!
You brought in Wanniantong, the Medicine Immortal Pavilion was fine, but why join forces with them? With me overseeing the family, they could match Zhongcheng Hall in seizing things?"
Zhao Tianjie spoke calmly, yet with an indescribable attitude, revealing itself.
When he spoke calmly, it didn’t mean kindness, but rather not putting others in his eyes.
"No wonder Zhongcheng Hall has not acted; you wanted to take my things for yourselves."
Lin Beichen suddenly said.
"Take for yourselves? I don’t like that term. I’m sending you to die!"
Zhao Tianjie said indifferently, turning around and striking out with a palm.
A white mist emerged from his hand, instantly enveloping Lin Beichen.
Bang!
Seeing Lin Beichen hit, a giant figure shielded Lin Beichen, it was the Wooden Person.
The Wooden Person’s body, harder than steel, appeared with another scar.
From the scar, wood chips flew, already forming a big hole.
Zhao Tianjie casually struck, already able to tear the Wooden Person’s body condensed by the Power of the Five Elements, exposing its true form.
This means if Zhao Tianjie wished, he could instantly shatter the Wooden Person into pieces.
"Your bodyguard is indeed interesting. I don’t know how he has altered his body, but today, he alone cannot save you."
Zhao Tianjie said indifferently.
"You have two choices now: hand over all elixir secret recipes, and your bodyguard’s body-refining method, I’ll give you a swift end.
The other choice is you can resist, but once you fall into my hands, I will use 3,700 kinds of poisons to let you experience death repeatedly.
Trust me, I have studied poison for 70 years, in the realm of poisons, I am at a patriarch level existence. As long as I don’t let you die, even if you have one breath left, I can sustain your life."
Zhao Tianjie pointed out one finger for each of the choices.
Two fingers pointed at Lin Beichen, but there was no route to life, only a path to death.
Everyone present felt their scalps tingling, and their hairs stood on end.
They looked at Lin Beichen sympathetically.
Earlier, they thought of giving Lin Beichen ten years; perhaps Lin Beichen could pressure the Medicine Immortal Pavilion.
But now it seems, dying earlier would have been better.
Though dying earlier would be painful, it would only be momentary.
Now he is in a state where life is worse than death.
To know, the most terrifying thing in this world is not being killed, but wanting to die yet unable to.
"I want neither of your choices."
Lin Beichen said with a faint smile.
The Wooden Person roared angrily, charging forward.
The Power of the Five Elements burst from his body again.
"Pitiful and pathetic, you will never understand the difference between a frog in a well and divine power."
Zhao Tianjie leisurely said, a white mist surged out from within his blue robe.
The white mist engulfed him, like a ghost hiding in the fog.
No matter how fierce the Wooden Person’s attacks were, they were ultimately physical attacks.
As long as the attacks don’t hit, the damage is zero.
Although this is just a pointless remark, it truly described the duel between the two on the scene.
Layer upon layer of white clouds floated on the Wooden Person, like insects clinging to the bones, continuously leaving various marks.
Corroded by the white clouds, the Wooden Person’s body secreted large amounts of pus.
"Poison mist, this is Zhao Tianjie’s poison mist!"
The crowd exclaimed in horror.
The Wooden Person’s body became increasingly fatigued.
The power of the wood fears nothing else but corrosion.
Lin Beichen didn’t know whether Zhao Tianjie did it intentionally, but he indeed struck the Wooden Person’s weakness.
Some people always happen to stumble upon things, but luck always clings to them.
As Zhao Tianjie struck with a massive palm, the Wooden Person’s body smashed to the ground, his legs broken and lifeless.
The scene was pin-drop silent.
Everyone stared at Zhao Tianjie, their hearts trembling.
There aren’t many who have reached Zhao Tianjie’s level of cultivation.
There are countless masters in this world, but stepping into Zhao Tianjie’s realm, being one in ten thousand isn’t enough to describe.
One in a million, or one in ten million?
No one knows.
They only know one thing, an extraordinary master could barely last a few rounds against the Wooden Person.
Yet Zhao Tianjie only needed a moment to break the Wooden Person’s legs.
"Ah!"
The Wooden Person lay on the ground, still letting out continuous roars.
Zhao Tianjie walked out from the white mist, staring coldly at the Wooden Person.
"I told you long ago, you’re not my match, why persist?"
Zhao Tianjie sighed leisurely, casually striking with a palm.
The earlier white mist, coiled around him.
But this palm was different.
From his palm, a tiny blue insect floated out.
As the insect lightly floated down, it landed on the Wooden Person’s forehead.
There was a bang.
The Wooden Person’s forehead cracked open.
What is this?
The crowd was stunned, retreating hurriedly.
The insect is smaller than a fly, how could it crack open skin and bones?
They watched the Wooden Person in horror, seeing the insect burrowing into the scalp and flesh, seemingly penetrating to the brain.
At the same time, the Wooden Person let out heart-wrenching roars.
Zhao Tianjie laughed, looking at the Wooden Person.
"You can stop your futile efforts, being infected by my poison insect, your life and death are no longer yours! From now on, you’ll just be my puppet!"
As Zhao Tianjie said, he walked towards the Wooden Person.
The Wooden Person’s strength was immense, how could Zhao Tianjie bear to kill the Wooden Person?
Turning him into a sensationless puppet, placing him by his side, all his value would be maximized.
As for Lin Beichen?
From start to finish, Zhao Tianjie didn’t glance at Lin Beichen again.
Lin Beichen, was just a waste.
Without the Wooden Person’s protection, even with elixir secret recipes, what could he do?
In this world, first you need power, then you need value.
Otherwise, possessing treasures only prepares them for others.
The crowd looked at Lin Beichen, their eyes filled with sympathy.
They thought Lin Beichen was miserable enough, but they didn’t expect... there could be more tragic things in this world.
Being stripped of elixir secret recipes was one thing, but even losing his bodyguard?
One single mistake, and everything is lost.
From now on, Zhongcheng Hall’s reputation will rise another level.
And at least ninety percent of the credit goes to Lin Beichen.
It’s just that no matter how much effort Lin Beichen made, it had nothing to do with him.