The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 99 - 98 Can Medicine Be Taken Willy-Nilly?

Chapter 99: Chapter 98 Can Medicine Be Taken Willy-Nilly?

The two checked another Storage Bag.

Inside were various finished medicines, most of which were poisons, in addition to poisonous herbs, insects, and so on.

Xuanyuan You said in surprise, "Is Wu Tong still a poison cultivator?"

"Nine times out of ten, he is. He hid it well," Xie Jiuniang said while flipping through a Jade Slip.

It was a Poison Scripture.

Xie Jiuniang put it into her Storage Ring, thinking it might be useful later.

Xuanyuan You found a Shadow Stone and after checking its contents with Divine Sense, his cheeks and ears turned bright red.

He quietly thought about putting away the Shadow Stone.

Xie Jiuniang snatched it from him and questioned, "What are you trying to hide?"

"Little miss, don’t look; don’t dirty your eyes," Xuanyuan You hurriedly tried to stop her.

From his reaction, and recalling rumors about Wu Tong in her previous life, Xie Jiuniang guessed the content of the Shadow Stone.

Xie Jiuniang asked, "Wu Tong has never seen you. Do you want to avoid him?"

"Am I afraid of him? Not at all. Now he’s the one with a vulnerability in my hands," Xuanyuan You said fearlessly.

"Xuanyuan You? It’s actually you who ambushed me!" Wu Tong finally came to his senses, his head hurting slightly. Upon realizing he was tied up and the two in front of him were rummaging through his possessions, he was furious.

How outrageous!

Xuanyuan You clicked his tongue and said, "Wu Tong, did you ever think you would end up in my hands?"

He walked up and kicked Wu Tong twice, cursing, "Sneaky rat! Always plotting against your grandpa here. If it wasn’t for falling for your tricks last time, would I have had to go through the entrance assessment and be forced to eat that disgusting jerky?"

Xie Jiuniang now understood.

The two had a personal grudge. She had genuinely thought Xuanyuan You was just curious and decided to follow along.

Xie Jiuniang suddenly asked, "Wu Tong, were you the one who sabotaged someone’s path to immortality on Shihao Mountain three months ago?"

"What sabotage of someone’s path to immortality?" Wu Tong was confused and then asked, "Who are you?"

Before Xie Jiuniang could answer, Xuanyuan You already scornfully said, "So ignorant, not even knowing the Little... Ouch!"

Xie Jiuniang stepped on him to make him shut up immediately and then turned to stare at Wu Tong, fabricating, "Don’t pretend you don’t know. That person called out your name."

"Nonsense!" Wu Tong raged. "Which scoundrel is using my name to do evil?"

Xie Jiuniang, seeing his reaction, didn’t think he was lying. However, considering Wu Tong’s craftiness, she couldn’t be sure if he was acting. She scoffed, "You better come clean. We know your secrets now, like how you’re skilled with poison and can mix a certain medicine. With this medicine, you’ve harmed many fellow female cultivators over the past decade or so."

Wu Tong panicked inside: "Utter rubbish."

Xuanyuan You slapped Wu Tong on the back of the head and pompously said, "Dare to do something but not admit it, coward. That Shadow Stone of yours is evidence. Besides, the affair you had with True Person Gu Zheng’s concubine, we know all about it..."

Xie Jiuniang’s mouth twitched slightly.

Was this guy here to make a joke?

At this moment, Wu Tong’s entire being was in turmoil, his hidden secrets suddenly exposed.

Xie Jiuniang pointed to the box of blue-tinged white powder and asked, "What’s this? Shall we let him try it?"

Xuanyuan You thought it was a good idea and proactively took out a chopstick, picked up a bit of the powder, and moved it towards Wu Tong’s mouth.

During this process, his hands were trembling.

Not from fear, but from excitement and exhilaration.

Wu Tong’s face turned pale with desperation as he struggled and broke out in a cold sweat.

"No... Mmmph."

Wu Tong clenched his lips tight, too scared to speak, fearing that once he opened his mouth, Xuanyuan You would take the opportunity to stuff the medicine in.

Xuanyuan You persuaded, "Wu Tong, open your mouth nicely. I’ve given you the honor of being the first one I’ve ever backstabbed."

"You pig-brained Xuanyuan You—"

As soon as Wu Tong opened his mouth, Xuanyuan You seized the opportunity and jabbed the chopstick coated with powder directly into his mouth.

"Ptooey, ptooey!"

Wu Tong was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to spit it out.

Xie Jiuniang reminded him, "You want to spit it out? Pour him a glass of water to swallow it down."

"Got it!"

Xuanyuan You dashed off to work again.

Xie Jiuniang watched with a cold eye, "Wu Tong, seven months ago, why did you suddenly go to the small waterfall at Shihao Mountain?"

"I, I... *cough cough*."

Wu Tong, flustered and furious, saw Xuanyuan You actually going to fetch water and immediately cowered, "It was Ge Guisheng who said there was a stunning beauty at the small waterfall. Tell Xuanyuan You to stop, that medicine... it can kill someone."

"Who is Ge Guisheng?" Xie Jiuniang didn’t recognize the name.

Xuanyuan You, returning with the water, upon hearing that name, immediately said, "I know this guy! During the last combat power rankings, he was originally the third on Shihao Mountain, challenged by Xie Xu, and lost in one move. No way, that guy has always been nice to me, seemed like a really easygoing person."

Xie Jiuniang gradually recalled who Ge Guisheng was.

In her past life, he was quite prominent among the new disciples for the first few years. Not long after Wu Tong’s death, this man also disappeared without a trace.

Xie Jiuniang was pondering over this matter, but didn’t stop Xuanyuan You from messing around. He dipped his chopsticks into the medicine powder, stirred it into the water, and then made Wu Tong drink it.

Xuanyuan You gradually noticed something was off with Wu Tong and pulled at Xie Jiuniang, asking, "Little Profiteer, look, look, is this the effect of the medicine kicking in?"

Xie Jiuniang observed Wu Tong.

His eyes were hazy, his cheeks flushed pink.

His body began to squirm...

Xie Jiuniang cautiously asked, "How is the quality of this Immortal-binding Rope?"

"It’s fine..."

No sooner had Xuanyuan You spoken,

The so-called fine rope suddenly snapped.

Xie Jiuniang swept up everything from the ground and quickly backed away several feet.

Wu Tong, free from the rope, began to hum and struggle to take off his clothes, awkwardly at first, then turned to eagerly pounce on the utterly shocked Xuanyuan You.

"My goodness, what kind of freakish medicine is this?" Xuanyuan You scrambled away in a roll.

Too horrifying, he nearly got defiled!

Inside the room, the chase was on, one person fleeing, the other pursuing—a lively scene.

Xie Jiuniang, keeping her distance, didn’t forget to chime in, "What else could it be? Most likely it’s the kind of drug that traps female cultivators."

"What should we do now?" Xuanyuan You asked urgently.

Xie Jiuniang said, "Lock him in the room, it should pass soon."

Xuanyuan You ran outside.

Wu Tong still had a trace of sanity left, and the person he hated the most at the moment was undoubtedly Xuanyuan You. Before, Xuanyuan had been arrogant and thoughtless, and now Wu Tong hated him for his thoughtlessness—was medicine something to be taken recklessly?

He didn’t want to chase after Xuanyuan You, but he couldn’t control himself.

The door was closed.

Xuanyuan You was still shaken.

Xie Jiuniang found it amusing but put on a facade of fear.

Inside the room, there was banging and the occasional sound of furniture moving, followed by Wu Tong’s bizarre noises.

An hour passed.

The commotion inside began to subside, then after a while, it quieted completely.

Xuanyuan You pushed the door open and peeked inside warily.

Xie Jiuniang found Xuanyuan You’s sneaky behavior odd; had he forgotten that cultivators could use Divine Sense?

She had already checked the situation inside.

Wu Tong was now lying on the ground as still as a dead pig. If not for the faint movement of his chest, one might suspect him to be a corpse.

Xuanyuan You went in and kicked Wu Tong.

"Little Profiteer, is he dead?"

"Not yet, he’s destined to die at the hands of a woman, so rest assured. You’re a man, you won’t kill him."

Doesn’t that sound a bit odd?