After saying this, he closed his eyes with a frown, seemingly awaiting the arrival of death.
As the wind lightly brushed past his ear, he revealed a desolate smile, appearing somewhat unwilling and helpless.
The conversation between the two was enough to make the servant’s heart pound with fear. The Profound Realm, the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer — these are things only those at the peak of Cangwu City could touch, yet such a strong person was wounded .
What exactly is that serpent that it could injure a Profound Realm expert?
After arranging the middle-aged man in a guest room, the servant took it upon himself to call for a doctor, while he rushed to the study to notify the master.
At this time, Yang Zongxian and Huaikong were in the study discussing matters of the Hundred Phoenix Building, thinking about how to make its business even more prosperous. The sudden entry of a servant turned Yang Zongxian’s expression icy cold in an instant.
Entering without knocking was a big taboo.
Especially when the intruder was just a servant, killing him wouldn’t be too much.
However, upon hearing that someone with a Golden Token had come and was severely injured to the point of unconsciousness, Yang Zongxian couldn’t bother with matters of etiquette or status, and quickly followed the servant to the guest room.
Huaikong and Yang Zongxian entered simultaneously and exclaimed, "Brother Yu Mo!"
Yu Mo lay on the bed, dying and unable to respond. A-Long, who was wiping his sweat, turned his head, as if he had seen the stars appear through the clouds, and pounced toward Huaikong, looking at him with surprise and delight.
"Senior Huaikong, we finally found you! My lord was ambushed by the serpent, and the demon poison is about to attack his heart. He can’t hold on much longer, and will soon transform into demon nature. Please save my lord!"
"The poison of the serpent!"
Huaikong hurriedly asked, "Was it the one from East Lake?"
A-Long quickly nodded and said, "Yes, my lord and I were cultivating, who knew a group of minor demons would disturb us. We didn’t intend to harm them, but they came at us, and the serpent took the opportunity to sneak attack and wound my lord amidst the chaos."
Huaikong approached the bed, scrutinizing the dying Yu Mo, and touched his skin. Under his skin, it felt as though many insects were slowly moving. At that moment, Huaikong tore open his clothes.
The sight of the clothing underneath revealed a foot-long wound, causing Huaikong’s heart to suddenly tighten. As he peeled back the fabric fused with blood and flesh, a blackened wound was revealed, and something seemed to stir in his nose, making it sting with a sour sensation.
Huaikong touched it, feeling that the serpent injury was like being burnt and charred, the wound penetrating three inches deep, even revealing white ribs.
Only someone at the Profound Realm could endure till now; someone at the Profound Thirteenth Layer would have died under the serpent’s mouth on the spot.
Yu Mo forced a faint smile, his lips turning exceedingly pale as he spoke, "Brother Huai, forgive my disgrace. Had the serpent not ambushed me, I certainly would not have suffered such a great humiliation."
Over three years, the serpent had been defeated by him four times, each time fleeing heavily injured.
Now nearly killed by a defeated enemy, Yu Mo felt utterly ashamed of himself.
"Still need to smile!"
Huaikong’s face was composed, lost in deep thought, and then he raised his hand, pressing on various spots on Yu Mo’s shoulder.
He used the Sealing Hand!
"It’s useless; the Sealing Hand can hold my meridians for at most five hours. After five hours, it will still be too late. I beg you, when the demon poison attacks my heart, make sure to kill me!"
"I won’t wield the knife."
"Brother Huai, listen to me. Once the demon poison attacks my heart, I will no longer be Yu Mo. Killing me will save everyone, otherwise, with my strength, today the Yang Family will certainly be drenched in blood, with catastrophic loss of life."
Killing is easy, but persuading someone to kill themselves is difficult.
Huaikong understood his brother’s despair, but the more desperate he was, the more Huaikong wanted to give him hope.
"I’ll find a way to heal you; lie down and don’t talk."
Saying so, yet Huaikong knew himself it was very difficult; the potency of the serpent’s poison was known all over the world, a single drop in a well could kill hundreds of Body Refining Thirteenth Layer cultivators.
Were it not a Great Demon, he could find a way to suppress the demon poison, but if it was a Great Demon, it was exceedingly difficult.
Because he wasn’t a Great Demon, attempting to suppress the demon nature in a Great Demon’s poison was extremely challenging.
Hualiao headed directly to the Main Hall, passed through the corridor, and reached a dimly lit room, kneeling beneath a Golden Throne, worshiping the Black Gold-robed man standing in front. Seeing Hualiao kneel, he stroked his beard and coldly asked, "What have you found about Yang Hua’s death?"
"Sect Leader, I discovered that Elder Yang Hua’s last appearance was at the Immortal Sect, ascending the mountain at the hour of You, likely to discuss purchasing the Immortal Sect’s peak. Within an hour, Yang Elder’s Life Jade Token shattered!"
"Hmph, and you only found such useless information!"
Hualiao shuddered, circulating Qi to warm his body, dispelling the chill that had just arisen.
The Sect Leader’s wrath was truly terrifying.
Hualiao hurriedly explained, "It’s not that I couldn’t find out, but it is difficult to investigate. Jiang Yueye wants to protect the Immortal Sect, and so does the City Lord’s Mansion, leaving me powerless. Last night, Mo Ying sneaked in at night, but who knew he would also return empty-handed."
The long-bearded man showed a puzzled look because there aren’t many places that could make Mo Ying fail, only the City Lord’s Mansion.
How could a fallen Immortal Sect possess such ability?
"Hmm? The City Lord’s people are guarding it?"
Hualiao quickly replied, "Not from the City Lord’s Mansion; no one there could restrain Mo Ying. Mo Ying said it’s a special Guardian at the Immortal Sect, extraordinarily strong, guarding Yunlan Mountain’s foothill, with immeasurable power. He was watched as soon as he entered."
A hunter in the night, exposed under someone else’s watchful eye, wouldn’t fear even a peer in the same realm.
Hearing this, the long-bearded man suddenly slowed his speech.
"But just a Body Refining Thirteenth Layer Guardian."
"The Sect Leader already knows?"
"If it were a Profound Realm, Wen Ping would have already attacked the Kao Shan Sect, not cowering in the Immortal Sect."
"High wisdom of the Sect Leader!"
"I called you today for another matter; put this aside for now. Send someone else to investigate it, and you go invite Tributor Rong to visit Yang Zongxian’s mansion; there’s something more important there."
"Sect Leader, do you intend to ally with Yang Zongxian? But that guy has Huaikong behind him and doesn’t want to submit to our control, we can’t use coercive means. I’m afraid Tributor Rong can’t persuade him either."
"It’s not about Yang Zongxian; a spy in the Yang Family just reported that today a severely injured Profound Realm expert arrived at the Yang Family residence. The renowned doctors of Cangwu City were called over, but all are helpless. Have Tributor Rong check it out, if he can heal the Profound Realm expert, our Kao Shan Sect gains an ally, and we can bind the Yang Family to us."
"The Sect Leader wants to use Rong’s medical skill... High wisdom of the Sect Leader, doing this, there’s no need to fear the Hundred Sects Alliance’s Jiang Yueye continuing to support the Immortal Sect. I’ll get on this immediately."
Hualiao promptly retreated; compared to Yang Hua’s death, gaining a favor from this Profound Realm expert was far more important for the Kao Shan Sect!
Even if it doesn’t succeed, there’s no loss.
Why not do something ?