The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Watching Little Yi and the others sprawled on the ground, Lu Jing finally felt like one of those martial arts masters he used to see in movies as a kid.

Even facing six opponents, he was still more than capable, able to fight and win.

…Okay, the main reason was that he had just cheated, directly sending three of them flying with the shock.

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So whether it was the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs or the Raging Waves, he had to continue to work hard at them.

However, his current progress was also genuine. Twenty-odd days ago, when facing Qin Xiaotou, he could only stand his ground. But just now, the staff strike that hit Little Yi was a skill he had actively created, and the remaining two were also knocked down by him.

After the battle, Lu Jing first went to give the buddy who had climbed the wall another strike, making him completely honest. Only then did he walk to Little Yi's side and use the staff to remove the black cloth from his face.

"Huh, you're that attendant of Song Zhongwen's, right?"

They had just met three days ago, and they were quite close at the time, so Lu Jing recognized Little Yi at a glance.

Under the osmanthus tree, Little Yi's face became very frightened, as if he had seen a ghost, and he kept repeating, "Why, why, is your internal energy still there?" Then he looked at Gu Caiwei on the side, "Didn't you feed him the poisoned wine?"

The result was that Gu Caiwei also looked equally dazed.

"No, that's not right!" Little Yi shouted again, "The internal force in the staff strike you hit me with was clearly only slightly stronger than mine. You were still affected, but… why, why wasn't your internal energy completely dissolved? Falling into the mortal realm is something even first-rate experts can't escape!"

"So the name of this poison is Falling into the Mortal Realm?" Lu Jing ignored Little Yi's wild guesses, stroked his chin, and said, "You seemed to have admitted earlier that you were the one who poisoned me. Does that mean the formula is also in your hands?"

Now that things had come to this, Little Yi couldn't care less that his weakness was still held by Song Zhongwen. After all, compared to the threat of death right in front of him, disgrace and being hunted down were things for later.

Gu Caiwei, who was on the side, couldn't help but interject, "Xiuxiu, why would she listen to you?"

"Because she has a lover in our hands," Little Yi didn't hide anything.

"You don't have the formula in your hand, then there's no point in me sparing your life anymore," Lu Jing said disappointedly.

"Ah, no, no, although the formula is with Young Master Song, he has always trusted me very much. As long as Young Master Lu lets me go back, I can help Young Master Lu get the formula," Little Yi said, his expression becoming serious, "I am willing to swear to heaven that if I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning."

Little Yi spoke sincerely, almost kowtowing three times to Lu Jing on the spot. However, Lu Jing looked uninterested, "Then what's the point of me making a deal with you? I can just go directly to that guy Song Zhongwen and make a deal."

"This…" Cold sweat broke out on Little Yi's forehead again, "This formula comes from Ten Thousand Poisons Valley. Young Master Song will not admit that he has this formula."

"What is Ten Thousand Poisons Valley?" Young Master Lu's knowledge of the martial world had only just begun. He was completely unaware of what had happened a few years ago.

So Little Yi patiently explained, "Ten Thousand Poisons Valley was once the most powerful place for using poison in the martial world. The Valley Master, Ghost Cries, Dongmen Wuce, had unparalleled poison skills, but because he acted too arrogantly, he was besieged by the righteous path of the martial world, leading to the destruction of Ten Thousand Poisons Valley."

"Most of those powerful poison formulas were destroyed. This formula called Falling into the Mortal Realm was… my young master was lucky enough to obtain it from the only descendant of Dongmen Wuce."

"Is that so…" Lu Jing didn't know how much of Little Yi's words were true.

In any case, he first searched Little Yi and the five people on the ground. As a result, he got almost eight or nine taels of silver, and even a fifty-tael silver note.

These martial arts practitioners were clearly living much better than the three low-level thugs from the Three Tigers Gang. In addition, the armor and weapons on their bodies could also be sold for money. Lu Jing estimated that he had earned seventy or eighty taels of silver this night.

No wonder there were always people in this world who didn't learn well and thought about occupying a mountain and engaging in robbery. It was too easy to make money.

But unfortunately, Lu Jing couldn't get his hands on the poison formula he wanted most.

Lu Jing wasn't too surprised by this. If that thing was as sensitive as Little Yi said, no one would carry it around with them all the time.

After that, he gave Ah Mu on the treetop another hand signal, asking Ah Mu to see if those sneaky guys outside the door were still there. After Ah Mu jumped to the treetop and looked around, he conveyed bad news to Lu Jing.

Probably because the screams in the yard had spread, letting those people know that something was wrong inside, those guys had already run away cleanly.

Outside Gu Caiwei's residence, peace had been restored.

This is troublesome.

Lu Jing didn't know if Song Zhongwen was among those who had escaped. Where would this guy escape to? If he hid because he was too scared, it would be difficult to find him again.

Wait, no, his first goal now wasn't Song Zhongwen himself, but the poison formula. As for Song Zhongwen, he could settle the score slowly.

So Lu Jing turned to Little Yi and asked, "Do you know where Song Zhongwen hid that formula?"

Seeing that Lu Jing had been thinking about something earlier, Little Yi couldn't help but feel uneasy. He finally waited for Lu Jing to ask again and nodded repeatedly, "I know, I know, I will definitely find it for you, Young Master Lu."

"There's no need for you to run this errand again. We can just go to Song Zhongwen's residence together," Lu Jing said decisively.

He simply didn't believe Little Yi's so-called oath. This guy would even sell out his master if things didn't look good. If he really let him go alone, Lu Jing would be willing to take his surname if he came back.

Since that was the case, he could only take him along.

Of course, there was a risk in this. Although Song Zhongwen's residence wasn't a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, there should be some guards there, and it was also on the other side's territory. But fortunately, this risk was still within Lu Jing's tolerance.

Although Song Zhongwen had raised many subordinates, they were all unranked, down-and-out martial artists. Real experts wouldn't mix with the nephew of a registrar. Lu Jing was confident that he could still handle it.

The formula was a matter of life and death, and he had to get it. Dragging it out would only give Song Zhongwen more time to prepare.

On the contrary, if he killed him now, whether Song Zhongwen had escaped back to his residence or not, he wouldn't have enough time to react, unable to organize an effective resistance or take away the formula.

After thinking it over, Lu Jing asked Gu Caiwei to help prepare a donkey, and at the same time said to Little Yi, "You better not be lying, because before dawn, I will either take the formula or your head."

"Ah?" Little Yi was completely dumbfounded.