"What’s going on?"
Someone exclaimed in shock, but the person who shouted immediately collapsed as well.
Bai Zonglin was even more alarmed, but he reacted faster than the others. Seeing the situation was not right, he did not run outside but instead charged towards Rao Mingyue.
In his view, as long as he could control this young man, he could remain invincible.
But as soon as he took a step, he felt his body stiffen and then he fell to the ground rigidly, unable to move anymore.
Meanwhile, Mo Qi, who was lying on the bed, and Rao Mingyue, who was standing not far away, were unharmed and didn’t even feel a thing.
Rao Mingyue stared blankly at the Four Seas Gang members who were arrogant and domineering just now but were now lying on the ground unable to move, filled with confusion.
Mo Qi was naturally surprised as well, but he quickly responded and said out loud, "I don’t know which senior of the Poison Dao saved me. Mo Qi of the Medicine Saint Shrine thanks you here."
"You’re thanking too early."
With those words, a burly man wearing a Yaksha mask suddenly appeared in the field.
His body technique was so fast that even Mo Qi couldn’t see how he came, and he was even more astonished in his heart.
Zhao Ya ignored him.
He first looked down at the condition of these Four Seas Gang members and found that most of them had already died.
Zhao Ya naturally wouldn’t use that precious neurotoxin on these people.
He used a poison formulated from ordinary drugs, but the effect was very good, especially for martial artists below the Fourth Realm.
Only Bai Zonglin was given the neurotoxin.
However, because Bai Zonglin had a decent foundation, coupled with Sheng Lianhua’s care for her nephew, she spent a lot of money to buy a detoxification medicine package he could carry with him, so he actually held on until now.
But when he saw Zhao Ya wearing the Yaksha mask, his face still showed intense fear.
"Don’t kill me, my aunt is Sheng Lian...."
Zhao Ya didn’t listen to his babbling at all, and slapped his palm on his forehead.
There was no explosion, not even a drop of blood, but Bai Zonglin was dead beyond dead.
Because Zhao Ya’s palm directly shattered his brain structure, if you opened his head at this time, you would find that his brain matter had been shattered into a mush.
After dealing with these Four Seas Gang members neatly and removing all traces of his poisoning, Zhao Ya walked to the bedside and said to Mo Qi, who had a hint of vigilance and panic on his face.
"Relax, I mean no harm."
Mo Qi finally relaxed a little.
Actually, he also knew that the burly man wearing the Yaksha mask probably meant no harm; otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to save him.
But seeing his neat actions just now, Mo Qi still felt a little anxious inside.
At this time, Zhao Ya looked Mo Qi up and down, "Can you move?"
"No problem!"
Hearing this, Zhao Ya nodded and then reached out to pick him up from the bed and tucked him under his arm.
"Senior, take this boy with us too. If he stays, he’s sure to die," Mo Qi pleaded promptly.
Zhao Ya didn’t say anything, just casually tucked Rao Mingyue under his other arm.
"Hold tight!"
Saying this, Zhao Ya lightly tapped the ground with his toes, leapt up, and then landed gracefully on the roof.
Mo Qi was full of shock.
He had seen people with high body technique skills before, but someone like Zhao Ya, who could carry two people with such ease, was a first.
Could it be that this man’s strength had already surpassed the Fifth Realm?
This thought flashed through his mind.
At this moment, the Four Seas Gang members responsible for the perimeter watch outside Yuzhu Alley also noticed something was wrong.
Why was it suddenly so quiet inside?
They rushed into the courtyard and happened to see Zhao Ya standing on the roof.
"Quick! Fire the crossbow!" someone with quick reflexes shouted.
In an instant, a team of people in the rear grabbed hand crossbows from their bags and aimed them at Zhao Ya on the roof, pulling the trigger.
In this Yan Capital City, daring to openly use hand crossbows, and in an organized manner no less, showed just how arrogant the Four Seas Gang had become.
To this, Zhao Ya just gave a cold smile, and then his figure shot away like an arrow, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After he left, the remaining Four Seas Gang members immediately rushed into the courtyard and saw the ground covered with corpses.
Especially when they saw Bai Zonglin lying on the ground, many people’s faces changed.
"Quick, go notify Vice Gang Leader Sheng!"
For a time, fear spread among the people, because everyone knew how much Sheng Lianhua valued Bai Zonglin.
Now that he’s dead, who knows what kind of turmoil it will cause?
Sure enough.
When Sheng Lianhua hurried over and saw the body of her own nephew, she couldn’t help but let out an incomparably shrill wail.
"Zonglin!"
Then she fell onto Bai Zonglin’s body and began to cry.
No one dared to console her.
All stayed far away, not even daring to come close.
What a joke.
The Four Seas Gang is strictly hierarchical, with the Vice Gang Leader holding great power, having life-and-death control over the gang members.
Although Sheng Lianhua was relatively gentle, rarely venting her anger on subordinates.
But now that her own nephew, whom she treated as her own son, was dead, she was on the brink of a violent outburst. You’d be asking for death if you provoked her now.
After crying for a long time, Sheng Lianhua slowly stood up, her gaze sweeping over the faces of these gang members.
Wherever her gaze passed, no one dared to raise their head.
"Who did this?"
"Re...reporting to the Vice Gang Leader, it was a burly man wearing a Yaksha mask, but who exactly it was still needs to be investigated."
"Then why are you still standing here? Go investigate right away, dig three feet into the ground if you have to. I want the person who killed Zonglin found and torn to pieces!" Sheng Lianhua roared.
"Yes!" The gang members naturally didn’t dare to have any objections and all bowed their heads in agreement.
In an instant, the entire Changping Square was in chaos.
Zhao Ya, naturally, was unaware of all this.
At the moment, he had already brought Mo Qi and Rao Mingyue to a small courtyard.
This was a place Zhao Ya had rented in advance, so there would be a place to stay in case of sudden situations.
He had at least seven or eight such courtyards in the Capital City.
After putting Mo Qi down, he looked at Zhao Ya with bright eyes.
"Who exactly are you?"
Zhao Ya chuckled, "Didn’t you say I was a master of the Poison Dao?"
"No, you’re not that old, and I felt your palm technique seemed familiar, very much like an old acquaintance." Mo Qi said.
Zhao Ya laughed heartily, then stopped hiding his form, directly removing the mask, and then cupped his hands towards Mo Qi.
"Junior greets Mr. Mo."
"Junior? Your master is...?"
"Honored master Lu Dingtai!"
Hearing this, Mo Qi’s face showed a look of realization.
"No wonder you looked so familiar; turns out you’re Old Lu’s disciple. Now everything makes sense."
"Oh? What makes sense?" Zhao Ya asked.
Mo Qi laughed heartily, "Only a disciple taught by Old Lu would act so decisively, killing those gang members like slaughtering pigs and dogs, without a hint of hesitation throughout."
Zhao Ya just smiled upon hearing this.
Long before taking action, he had already thoroughly understood the deeds of these Four Seas Gang members.
The Four Seas Gang is divided into the Bronze, Rouge, Celestial Cyan, and Qingjing Seas, each with different duties and responsibilities.
The Bronze Sea is responsible for assassination and espionage, the Rouge Sea manages the prostitutes in Yan Capital City.
The Celestial Cyan Sea is responsible for external attacks and defenses of the Four Seas Gang, while the Qingjing Sea is responsible for selecting and training new recruits.
Among these four seas, the seemingly most harmless Rouge Sea has the worst reputation.
Even worse than the Bronze Sea, which often does dirty work.
The reason is that the Rouge Sea mainly targets the lower-class prostitutes, extracting money from their flesh and bones.
This behavior is already despicable enough.
And to better manage these women, the gang members of the Rouge Sea would stop at nothing.
Don’t look at Sheng Lianhua, she’s also a woman, but she shows no mercy when dealing with these pitiful beings of the same gender.
A slight disobedience would result in a beating, and for those with a fierce temperament, the gang members would take turns to discipline them, actions that are atrocious.
This also led to the members of this sea having blood on their hands.
Against such scum, Zhao Ya naturally showed no mercy.
After this tiring journey, although Zhao Ya was very careful, Mo Qi’s wound still inevitably split open, with blood continuously flowing.
Zhao Ya immediately examined Mo Qi, and after seeing the deep hole on his back, he couldn’t help but be somewhat astonished.
"What strong finger technique!"
"The Moon Breath Finger, wielded by Lang Songbai of the Qingjing Sea, is indeed powerful," Mo Qi said.
Since ancient times, poison and medicine have not been separate, and as Zhao Ya ventured further into the Poison Dao, his skills in the medical field also deepened.
First, he stopped the bleeding on Mo Qi’s wound, cleaned out the decayed flesh, then began to prepare the external injury medicine powder.
Mo Qi, lying on the bed, watched in astonishment.
"Where did you learn all these poison-medical skills, Old Lu wouldn’t know these."
"Most of it was learned little by little on my own."
"How could that be... hiss!" Mo Qi drew a sharp breath, almost fainting from the pain.
"I didn’t give you any anesthetic, because besides numbing you, it would only hinder your wound’s healing process. Can you still hold on?"
"Yes, I can hold on!" Mo Qi nodded with a forehead full of sweat, but his expression relaxed.
For with the intense pain, it was the first time in days that he felt the existence of his back.
This was a good sign.
"You haven’t answered me, where did you learn these skills?"
"Didn’t I tell you, most of it was learned through self-discovery, and part of it comes from experience."
Mo Qi didn’t believe a word Zhao Ya said.
What a joke.
Any martial arts in the world can be self-taught, but not the Poison Dao.
This has to be taught by a master.
After all, you can’t just test the potency of arsenic by eating a couple of ounces yourself, right?
But what Mo Qi never expected was that his current guess was closest to the truth.
With his innate immunity to hundred poisons, Zhao Ya often used himself to test poisons.
This gave him valuable firsthand data, and so his progress in the Poison Dao was fast.
Mo Qi assumed Zhao Ya didn’t want to say more, so he did not pursue further.
He looked at Zhao Ya, with a gleam in his eyes.
"Old Lu sent you to find me for the Realm-Breaking Guide?"
"That’s right."
"You’re only at half-step Fourth Realm?" Mo Qi could hardly believe it.
Just now, he thought Zhao Ya was at least in the Fifth Realm, maybe even on the verge of opening his meridians, otherwise he couldn’t explain his ghostly body technique.
But he didn’t expect Zhao Ya was only at a half-step Fourth Realm.
"What do you mean only? I’m only 20 years old, is this progress really slow?" Zhao Ya said helplessly.
"Uh... That’s not what I meant, I just think the strength you’ve displayed is simply remarkable, even rivaling that prodigy from Washing Sword Manor."
"Oh, you mean Yan Xizhao? I just sparred with her a few days ago, she used a sword, I used a knife, and we were evenly matched."
Looking at Mo Qi’s stunned expression, Zhao Ya felt that occasionally showing off actually wasn’t bad.
"Your external injury issue isn’t major anymore; the main thing now is the lack of Qi and blood. The prescription you previously devised was quite good, but I see many of the herbs used are of lower quality, there are actually better choices."
"Of course, I know, but before I barely survived relying on that youngster, being able to buy herbs was good enough, how could I ask for more?"
"Rest assured, things won’t be like that in the future. I’ll go get you some herbs in a moment."
Zhao Ya turned to leave.
Mo Qi stopped him.
"Wait a moment!"
"Hmm?"
"What is your Realm-breaking Object? Can you show me, I want to think about how to use it now."
Zhao Ya smiled, comforted him, "No need to rush, let’s get you healed first, because my Realm-breaking Object might be quite unique."