The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 232 - 231: Do People Get a Refund If They Die?

Chapter 232: Chapter 231: Do People Get a Refund If They Die?

Mo Chuan took out an elixir, "Eat this."

"An antidote?" Xie Jiuniang asked hesitantly.

"What kind of daydreaming is that? It’s just a temporary suppressive elixir." Mo Chuan watched as she ingested it, then he proceeded to treat the wound on her arm—stopping the bleeding and wrapping it up. After a moment of thought, he transmitted his voice, "I’ve researched this poison and just happen to know how to cure it, but to completely detoxify it, we need a Seven-leaf Single-flower plant."

Xie Jiuniang looked up at him, her gaze meeting his frank one as she quietly took out a jade box.

There was a Seal Spirit Talisman stuck to the jade box, indicating that there was a Spirit Plant inside.

Mo Chuan took it and lifted the Seal Spirit Talisman to look.

Inside the box was indeed a Seven-leaf Single-flower plant, and it was a very familiar one at that.

Ha ha!

Now this is awkward!

The more he thought about the foolish things of the past, the more he felt they were not so simple...

Jian Lingyan asked, "Master, aren’t you afraid he might tamper with it?"

"In the presence of such a large crowd, he wouldn’t dare." Xie Jiuniang wasn’t worried about this. Saying it was one thing, and doing it was another. She pulled out an Isolation Array Plate, "Brother Mo Chuan, would you like to refine the antidote quickly within the array?"

Mo Chuan’s eyelid twitched.

Already seriously poisoned, and still up to mischief?

At that moment, a figure landed at the edge of the platform—it was the Sect Master Chaoruo. He had received the news and had left his work to rush over.

This was his disciple’s only disciple; how was he supposed to account for her if anything happened as her grandmaster?

"Little Yuanxi, let’s return to the Main Peak." Chaoruo took his leave with his entourage.

Mo Chuan followed them and left.

The matter of the platform would naturally be taken care of by others. At this time, Xuanyuan You stood in a conspicuous place and announced loudly, "Everyone, due to a small incident, today’s events will end here. Those who remain, we will reschedule for another day."

"Friend Xuanyuan, I heard that Yuanxi was poisoned with a One-day Fatal?" A male cultivator stepped forward; he was one of the challengers in line, "If she cannot honor the appointment, can we have our Spirit Stones refunded?"

The implication in his words was somewhat tactful but roughly asking if they could get a refund if she died.

It might seem insensitive, but it was also a reality, right? Asking the question was not too much to ask.

Xuanyuan You’s expression soured as he glared at the male cultivator, maintaining the aloofness of a scion from an aristocratic family and said, "If it is our side’s fault that the competition cannot proceed normally, we will refund the Spirit Stones. But a refund is not possible right now since Yuanxi will be fine. Details will be communicated separately."

After Xuanyuan You’s public promise, it was not easy for others to say anything else.

The remaining challengers would be scheduled separately.

The hastily arranged platform had been destroyed, and the crowd around gradually dispersed, but the news that Xie Jiuniang was seriously poisoned and close to death spread throughout the Cultivation World like a virus.

As the story passed, in just half a day it turned into that Xie Jiuniang died on the platform, a Child of Destiny had fallen, becoming the shortest-listed Child of Destiny in the Eastern Region.

It was a matter for sighs and for people to gossip about with tireless enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, the reputedly deceased Xie Jiuniang was currently sitting in a side chamber of the Sect Master’s office, with her legs crossed, leisurely sipping Spiritual Tea and munching on Spirit Fruit.

"I say, Little Profiteer, aren’t you afraid of dying?" Xuanyuan You anxiously paced, fearing for his buddy’s safety.

But her relaxed demeanor, how could she not seem at all tense?

Xuanyuan You didn’t know that not only was Xie Jiuniang not tense, including Jian Lingyan, none were concerned about the safety of their master. The Child of Destiny wouldn’t die so easily, and besides, Mo Chuan had previously said she could be saved.

The dog owner was nibbling on Spirit Fruit, while Jian Lingyan was munching on Spirit Stones in the Contract Space.

Crunch, crunch— the sound was unending.

Every now and then, Xie Jiuniang’s Divine Sense stirred, sweeping over the Sword Spirit Space, and the sight within made her even forget her own fruit-munching!

After all these years, she finally understood how a Broken Sword eats Spirit Stones with such a crispy sound.

The Dragon Head on the sword hilt was not just for show!

The key point was the Dragon Head!

It was no longer like an inanimate object; it came alive, as the Dragon Head opened its mouth to devour the Spirit Stones one after another, as if it found a taste for the deliciousness of the human world.

Watching in astonishment, Xie Jiuniang said, "Little Jianjian, what is this...?"

"Haven’t you seen the world? I am Spirit, and the sword is me, I am the sword," Jian Lingyan replied, continuing to gnaw on the Spirit Stones as it spoke.

"Then I’ve really broadened my horizons," she said.

Xie Jiuniang, while dealing with the talkative Xuanyuan You, eagerly watched Jian Lingyan’s form.

Sect Master Chaoruo was investigating the true culprit behind the scenes.

Having found some clues, he sent an Elder from the Main Peak to handle the situation.

At the moment, he was waiting for Mo Chuan to refine the Detoxification Pill, using his Divine Sense to know that these two troublesome ones were staying together, and suddenly he understood a bit of Lord Guangcheng’s mindset.

So agitating!

With the contrast, he realized the three disciples he had taken were indeed very trouble-free.

Xuanyuan You then asked, "Little Profiteer, should I go and urge Brother Mo Chuan? It’s been almost half a day."

"Our Sect Master’s uncle has already had Brother Kuangguan watching over him, so it’s not your turn," Xie Jiuniang pulled out a Spirit Fruit and handed it to him, "Eat up, this is very sweet."

"You eat everyday, don’t you get tired of it?"

"How can you get tired of Spirit Fruit?"

"I’m discussing serious matters with you, don’t change the subject."

"Eating is a serious matter." Xie Jiuniang was stricken with severe poison. To say she wasn’t the slightest bit concerned would certainly be impossible. She could sit so indifferently now because she was confident nothing would happen to her.

Even if Mo Chuan didn’t produce the Detoxification Pill today, she wouldn’t die.

How should she explain this?

It was because the toxicity in her body spread extremely slowly. At first, she thought it was the effects of Mo Chuan’s elixirs that were working, but she soon realized it was the presence of the Pure World Lotus that suppressed the toxicity. Moreover, by circulating her Immortal Rank cultivation technique, she could gradually expel the poison from her body, though this method of detoxification took a longer time.

Both the Pure World Lotus and the Eternal Life Technique were secrets.

It would still be best to have an overt method of detoxification.

At this moment, Jian Lingyan exclaimed surprisingly, "Dog owner, the Sect Master has found out that the person behind the scenes is the fleeing Wu Sheng. This man is so persistent. Even with an arm broken, he just won’t stop, as if he has a great vendetta against you."

"He probably found out I killed his son," she conjectured.

This statement was not a guess but bore a trace of certainty.

Wu Sheng had made attempts against her life time and time again, wanting her dead. Xie Jiuniang had a grudge against Wu Sheng, but it wasn’t enough to make him so recklessly attempt to take her life time after time.

The only explanation she could think of was that Wu Sheng had found out something.

Recalling the incident with Wu Tong, there were indeed some flaws. Zhou Ning, who had left the Sect, knew about it. But since Bai Mudan had not met with any mishap, Xie Jiuniang didn’t believe Zhou Ning had been captured.

Compared to her, the murderer, Bai Mudan was more suspicious, right?

There was also Wu Shuangshuang...

Their deaths left no trace, which to some extent, could also be seen as a flaw?

Xie Jiuniang was pondering how to get rid of Wu Sheng.

However, she didn’t need to think about this problem.

The backing of the Sect Master’s Lineage was slightly more formidable than she had expected. The Tianxu Sect’s Main Peak had several strong individuals who teamed up to encircle and suppress Wu Sheng.

And just like that, Wu Sheng was dead!

The incident of the Tianxu Sect’s Direct Disciple being maliciously poisoned, in just one day, came to a close.

Indirectly, it demonstrated the strength of the Tianxu Sect.

This caused those outside who were paying attention to the matter to inexplicably feel more reverence towards the Great Sect.

The new disciples who had just arrived to take part in the Sect’s assessment this year harbored even greater admiration and aspiration towards the Tianxu Sect.

As dusk approached, Mo Chuan emerged from seclusion.

Kuangguan, who had been waiting outside, revealed a look of pleasant surprise, "Nephew Mo Chuan, how is the antidote?"

"I have not failed the trust placed in me." Mo Chuan, showing a hint of fatigue, handed over a bottle of elixirs to Kuangguan, "There are two pills here, taking just one should suffice."

"Thank you," Kuangguan said as he carefully took it. "I’ll arrange for Yuanxi to discuss the subsequent expenses with you."

"Alright," Mo Chuan smiled.