The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Lu Jing couldn't help but feel sorry for the man in black.

He probably never imagined that the person he risked exposing himself to save was actually a major criminal on the Imperial City Division's wanted list.

People of the demonic path like He Qing were inherently selfish, considering only their own safety and disregarding the lives of others.

Even if he was saved this time, and had a rare moment of conscience, the little bit of conscience he had left would probably disappear immediately upon hearing the man in black tell him to go find some great hero named Feng Chaohan later.

The reason he waited for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea was purely because he was worried that the man in black would return halfway.

Afterward, He Qing didn't hesitate to use the key in his hand.

According to the records in the notes, as soon as He Qing inserted the key into the water, he immediately felt a strong desire for the key to leave his fingers.

But He Qing had been reminded by the man in black and was mentally prepared, so he still firmly grasped the key in his hand.

A moment later, he saw the surface of the water slowly part before his eyes.

And below, a door was revealed!

Although there had been enough strange things happening tonight, He Qing couldn't help but be stunned again when he saw this scene.

Before he could react, the key had already carried him towards the door.

After passing through the door, He Qing found that he was not at the bottom of the sea, but had arrived on a small island.

At first, he was startled, thinking that he had returned to the island where the Green Lotus Sword Sect was located, but later he looked around and didn't see any engraved rock walls.

Moreover, the area of this island was much smaller than the island where the Green Lotus Sword Sect was located.

He Qing looked towards the west and could see a faint coastline, which made him feel a little more at ease. Then he found a wooden boat on the other side of the island.

Relying on that wooden boat, he finally rowed to the shore. After going ashore, he asked the nearby fishermen and found out that he was still in the territory of Yuzhou Prefecture, but he was almost a hundred miles away from the prefectural city.

Watching the sun rise from the horizon, He Qing felt as if everything last night was a grand dream.

But the strangely shaped key that brought him back was clearly still in his hand.

Reminding him that all of this had really existed.

The more He Qing thought about it, the more afraid he became.

This kind of fear was not the fear of the weak towards the strong.

Compared to the Imperial City Division and the Yunshui Jingci Pavilion, He Qing was undoubtedly also weak, but he knew where he was weak compared to the other side.

He also knew how to capitalize on his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, and how to deal with the enemy.

But this time the situation was different. The fear in He Qing's heart stemmed from the fear of the unknown.

What happened on that island completely shattered his existing knowledge.

He didn't know where the enemy was, nor did he know what means they had, and he didn't know how to defend himself.

The most important thing was that the man in black he encountered on the island seemed to have connections with the righteous path.

— Feng Chaohan, the Great Hero of Lingzhou, the Swift Sword of Jiang Zuo. He Qing had also heard this name before, and knew that this person's martial arts were extraordinary, a first-class master, and his reputation was also very good.

He Qing didn't know what the relationship between him and the man in black was, and the most important thing was that he didn't know if he also had magical means and immortal treasures like the man in black.

Of course, what He Qing was most afraid of was the man in black.

He had previously been worried that the man would discover his true identity, so he decisively threw the man in black onto the island.

But he didn't know if the other party had other means to leave the island and come back to take revenge on him.

So he didn't dare to stay at all. After killing the fisherman he had questioned, he hurriedly left Yuzhou Prefecture.

He fled all the way west to Wujiang City, the most important town for water transportation with a population of hundreds of thousands.

The most prosperous place in the world, looking at the bustling traffic, finally diluted some of the haze hovering over He Qing's head.

He changed his name to Mr. Liu Mei and lived in seclusion here, and also hooked up with Song Ze, the chief clerk of the city.

By helping Song Ze deal with troubles and collecting rewards, He Qing lived a very comfortable life here, and also took in a female disciple and concubine.

He didn't want to practice martial arts anymore, and every night he indulged in pleasure.

However, it can be seen that He Qing still could not forget what happened that night.

After coming to Wujiang City, his whole personality changed drastically. He became extremely cautious in his actions, and at the same time, he was cautiously searching for answers.

Lu Jing flipped through the notes, and they were basically all kinds of strange stories that He Qing had secretly collected, but after investigation, most of them were found to be just ignorance and exaggeration by the villagers.

A small part of the remaining things could not be verified.

In addition, He Qing was also silently paying attention to Feng Chaohan's movements.

As a result, about three months ago, he suddenly received news that Feng Chaohan, the Great Hero of Lingzhou, the Swift Sword of Jiang Zuo, had been plotted against by his enemies and had died.

He Qing had always been skeptical about this matter, so he asked Chief Clerk Song to send someone to Lingzhou to help him investigate...

The notes basically ended here after Lu Jing finished reading them.

And the shock in Lu Jing's heart was also not small.

When he encountered the obsession in the book before, Lu Jing had asked the other party whether this… was a world of immortals and heroes.

As a result, the obsession in the book seemed very ignorant about this and could not give Lu Jing an answer.

But after reading Yan Wangxiao's notes, Lu Jing could be 80% sure that there were indeed cultivators in this world.

The man in black was obviously one of them.

However, unlike the immortals in the Xianxia novels he had read before, who could fly high and control swords, the other party's fighting style was more based on martial arts, supplemented by spells.

This made Lu Jing feel a little familiar, and he thought of a certain series of games that had been very popular in his previous life.

The protagonist inside relied on excellent swordsmanship, as well as the assistance of magic seals and potions to fight.

Of course, now he had too little information in his hands, and Lu Jing didn't know what level the man in black belonged to among the cultivators, and whether there were more powerful supernatural powers above him.

But he at least confirmed one thing, that is, martial arts are indeed useful. Even for cultivators, this is still one of their reliance, so Lu Jing did not intend to change his original plan.

For him now, the most important thing is to first make up for the basics, and then practice the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs and the Surging Waves to the realm of great success, so that at least he will have almost no natural enemies in the Jianghu.

As for other things, Lu Jing admitted that Yan Wangxiao's notes did arouse his curiosity.

In particular, Lu Jing was very interested in the spells that the man in black used when he jumped off the cliff.

But the problem is that he didn't know where to learn them.

He Qing had investigated for such a long time and had not found anything useful, and the clue that Feng Chaohan, the Swift Sword of Jiang Zuo, had died three months ago was also broken.

Lu Jing then lowered his head and moved his gaze to the evil key that he had thrown into the pottery jar under the bed.