Zhiwei didn’t want to go.
Seeing that the master didn’t transmit a message, she guessed that the master wanted them to have more interactions with outsiders.
Unable to resist Qing Jun’s coaxing, she had to agree.
"Great!" Gu Tong quickly led the way in front, "Two fairies, please this way!"
He led the two sisters towards a relatively intact three-story pavilion in the center of the market.
A cultivator quietly approached him, urgently transmitting a message:
"Brother Gu, think twice! These two girls’ origins are unknown, and their strength is unfathomable. This time, we followed the Holy Sect’s orders, letting the demon beasts into the market, already making a name for ourselves. Why create more trouble and take such a risk?"
Gu Tong’s smile remained unchanged, his tone greedy:
"We’re going to such a demonic place in the Qi Kingdom later, without a few decent life-saving items, how can we stand firm! Look at those two little girls, clearly inexperienced, just fledglings going down the mountain to train. Each has a flying sword magical treasure!"
He glanced at the two girls walking in front, curiously looking around at the ruins, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
"As long as we trick them into the pavilion, activate the Spirit Binding Array, and use Soul Dispersion... they’re only in the Qi Cultivation Stage after all, the chance is huge!"
Hearing Soul Dispersion, the cultivator felt slightly relieved.
This market had a Spirit Hidden Steward of the Eighth Layer of Qi Cultivation before, but he was killed by Soul Dispersion!
Soul Dispersion is a reward from the Emotion Crossing Sect, best at confusing one’s seven emotions and six desires, causing resistance loss and making it difficult to use magical artifacts.
And these two girls also look like they are at the seventh or eighth layer of Qi Cultivation, only relying on the advantage of their treasures to easily behead demon beasts...
He was excited: "Brother Gu, these two must be incredibly wealthy. Once we kill them, after going into seclusion in the deep mountains of the Qi Kingdom for a few decades, we might even reach Foundation Establishment!"
High above, inside a spirit carriage.
Chen Ye heard the transmitted conversation clearly with his divine sense, his heart sinking.
It’s the handiwork of the Emotion Crossing Sect again.
It seems that this time the Emotion Crossing Sect has an elaborate plot, not an ordinary demon beast disturbance!
...
Inside the Gathering Treasures Pavilion, Gu Tong warmly served the two with two cups of spirit tea: "The two fairies have worked hard, have a cup of spirit tea to relieve fatigue. I’ve sent someone to fetch the Concentrating Spirit Grass."
Qing Jun was already thirsty, drank the tea without suspicion.
"Delicious! Qing Jun wants more!"
The little girl hugged the teapot and gulped it down.
"Ah this..."
Gu Tong was dumbfounded.
This Soul Dispersion, is it so tasty?
He remembered it to be colorless, tasteless, and hard to detect with divine sense...
Chen Ye was even more dumbfounded.
Did this little girl have no defenses at all?
He should know,
Divine sense is not omnipotent, in the Cultivation Realm, there are many things that can’t be discovered by divine sense.
Strange...
Is Qing Jun really this naive, easily deceived?
Chen Ye felt an apology, perhaps he pampered Qing Jun too much, making her lose her defenses.
Zhiwei didn’t want to drink, seeing Qing Jun drinking a large pot.
Worried the tea might be problematic, she sipped a little.
Just a little, she sensed the heat begin to spread.
"It’s indeed poisoned!" She coldly spat out the tea.
Even though she spat it out quickly, the poison was so potent, it still made her feel overly warm inside.
Fortunately, having the Purity Glaze Body, there were no other effects besides feeling warm.
But the little girl was in trouble.
"Senior sister... I... my head is dizzy... my body is hot..."
Qing Jun drank a large pot, her face flushed, eyes dazed, body limp, ready to collapse.
"You... courting death!"
Zhiwei supported Qing Jun, her little face slightly red, but her tone icy cold.
"Haha, little beauty, the drug is working, right?"
Gu Tong finally ripped off his hypocritical mask, grinning with other cultivators surrounding them,
"Obey obediently, and you’ll suffer less!"
Zhiwei snorted coldly, and Canchen responded to her thoughts.
A swift and chilling sword light instantly slashed through his throat!
Gu Tong’s grin froze, disbelievingly clutching his neck, blood gushed out from between his fingers as he fell heavily to the ground.
Before his death, he was utterly stunned.
He watched as the two drank, their internal spiritual power should have been chaotic, at least affecting her ability to use magical treasures.
But why did this secret medicine, meant to disrupt the yin and yang within one’s body, have no effect on this girl?!
He didn’t even have time to use the array!
The other cultivators, upon seeing this, were scared out of their wits and turned to flee.
But Zhiwei’s sword was faster!
A line of cold light flashed by, and the pavilion instantly fell silent, leaving only the corpses lying in pools of blood.
Inside the Treasure Pavilion, the smell of blood filled the air.
Zhiwei held Canchen in one hand and supported the limp Qing Jun with the other.
The little girl’s body was burning hot, her face flushed like the finest rouge, her eyes misty, and her long eyelashes trembled weakly like dew-drenched butterfly wings.
"You... you idiot!" The black-haired little girl gritted her teeth, holding her junior sister’s hand and carefully sensing it.
Only after confirming that this drug would only disrupt the balance of yin and yang did she relax.
"I see... If it were a more potent drug, it would be hard to conceal. It’s precisely this type of poison, harmless to the cultivator’s body, that’s hard for their spiritual senses to detect."
Zhiwei thought to herself.
"Oh, Qing Jun is so clever... so hot!"
Qing Jun murmured unconsciously, her small head rubbing against Zhiwei’s shoulder.
"Master... Qing Jun feels terrible..."
Zhiwei’s face was taut: "Clever, are you? If you were so smart, why did you drink so much? If it were a little less, it would have been easier to handle, but you..."
The girl retorted: "Qing Jun is clever!"
Zhiwei looked at the troublesome junior sister in her arms with both anger and heartache. But now was not the time for lecturing—the dense smell of blood in this place meant they couldn’t stay long.
She said no more, hoisting Qing Jun’s soft, hot body onto her back, and stumbled out of the pavilion.
"Oh... hot..."
Qing Jun was already delirious and couldn’t cooperate.
Her silver hair, soaked in sweat, clung messily to her slender neck, her petal-like lips slightly parted, whispering intermittently:
"Master... hold me... Qing Jun feels terrible..."
"?"
Zhiwei was puzzled, very puzzled.
She seemed... she seemed to suspect something?
But before she could figure it out, as soon as she stepped out of the pavilion, her master descended from the sky and landed steadily in front of her.
"Master!"
Zhiwei, upon seeing who it was, felt the tension in her heart finally ease.
And the Qing Jun on her back seemed to have already caught the scent of her master, as she dazedly extended her burning little hands, accurately grabbing Chen Ye’s lapel and burrowing into his embrace without hesitation.
Chen Ye quickly took his disciple into his arms.
This girl...
Though she had previously dealt with the revolting methods of the Emotion Crossing Sect, how had she fallen for it again this time?
Indeed.
She probably did not realize that the cultivators in this small market were connected to the Emotion Crossing Sect.
Chen Ye sighed: "Will you still dare to casually eat others’ food, accept others’ kindness from now on?"
"Oh... Qing Jun knows now."
Qing Jun rubbed her little face on her master’s neck, looking pitiable.
"Master, please help Qing Jun detoxify quickly... if not... Qing Jun will die!"
"Nonsense. At most, you’ll feel uncomfortable, it won’t take your life!"
Chen Ye felt amused; this girl was burning up in confusion.
He held the hot, soft little person in his arms tighter and said to the worried Zhiwei beside him: "Let’s get in the carriage first."
Inside the spirit horse carriage, on the luxurious soft cushion, Qing Jun’s soaked outer robe had already been removed.
She restlessly writhed, her two slender white legs occasionally curling and stretching, rubbing against the cushion beneath her.
Zhiwei soaked a silk handkerchief in cold water and repeatedly wiped her burning cheeks and body, but it had little effect.
"This... this..."
The black-haired girl hesitated, clenching her little fists.
The notorious evil sect, Emotion Crossing Sect, naturally had its reasons.
It thrived on the art of yin and yang and was prone to using various seductive drugs, harming cultivators and turning them into furnaces.
Come to think of it,
initially, she and her junior sister were afraid that their master would sell them to demon cultivators as furnaces!
But this also meant that if they wanted to detoxify...
Under normal circumstances, it would be fine for Master to use his power to heal her.
But the junior sister had carelessly drunk so much!
Zhiwei, in her desperation, came up with a bright idea. She knew what to do now!
"Master, Zhiwei... also accidentally drank some just now..."