Chapter 624: People for Poison Protection

Chapter 624: People for Poison Protection

As Hui swallowed, he created a film of qi in his stomach, a sort of bag nested just inside the organ. The food tumbled into the bag, but didnt hit his stomach acid nor get digested.

Hui smiled at Tseng Caihong. Haha! Figure this one out!

Tseng Caihong leaned on her hand, looking at him with bored eyes. As their eyes met, she nodded, barely taking the effort to move her head. Who are you?

Im the hostage. Your sect kidnapped me, Hui said, taking another bite of rice.

That doesnt bother you? she asked.

Of course it bothers me, Senior. But what will being bothered do to improve my situation? Hui spread his hands, then took another bite of rice. The rice accumulated in the qi pouch in his stomach. Feels weird. I dont like it. But I like it better than getting poisoned!

She snorted dryly. How reasonable.

I try to be very reasonable. Hui shot her his winningest smile.

I dont. Tseng Caihong crossed her legs and lowered her head, not charmed at all.

Hui put down his chopsticks and knitted his fingers together. Senior, why did you grace this small

Continue.

Huh?

She pointed at his chopsticks. Finish the rice.

Hui stared at her for a beat, then picked up the sticks and began to eat again. Shes not letting me off, is she? Lifting a clump of rice to his mouth, he continued. Why did Senior grace this small cultivator with your presence?

Tseng Caihong lifted a single brow. You know why.

Hui cleared his throat. Time for some bullshit! Could it be, because of the incident in the valley? If not for the thick yin, I might have died to Seniors blade! Luckily, the shadows

I killed you, she stated flatly.

Ah, ah, I can see how Senior was mistaken, but

I killed you.

Hui went to lower his chopsticks. Tseng Caihong raised a brow, so he hurriedly took another bite instead. Im alive, am I not? Therefore, Senior must have been mistaken.

Fuck! Hui jabbed his fingers into his mouth, intending to make himself vomit.

Tseng Caihongs other hand snaked across the table and latched onto Huis head. The second her palm met Huis head, Huis entire body froze. He sat there, unable to make himself vomit, unable to do anything but wait.

You can act as flippant as you like. When the poison meets your bloodstream, well see what tricks you have, Tseng Caihong murmured, her eyes narrowing to a dangerous extent.

Shit! Do I revert to my ordinary cultivation and attempt to escape? But but I cant see through her cultivation. Besides, she seems not to have noticed yet that Im higher cultivation than I appear to be, but if I surge my strength, shell surely start looking, and once she starts looking ugh. I have no choice! I have to absorb the poison and die. Thats my only option.

Hui turned his eyes toward the heavens. Elder Sister Reaper, Im sorry. This small bug is going to drill another hole in the Underworld!

The poison hit his bloodstream. Huis stomach ached mightily, and his whole body quickly followed suit. Despite Tseng Caihongs hold, Hui still trembled. His eyes rolled up in his head. Veins stood out on his body, turning a dark purple. His blood ran backward and his cultivation revolted.

Tseng Caihong, why? It hurts so much! Couldnt you choose a less painful method of killing me? Im going to die, I am, I promise! So please, make it painless next time!

Tseng Caihong looked him up and down. Her brows furrowed. You dont have long. Whatever you intend to do, do it now.

Elder Sister, youre still holding me! Even if I wanted to do something, could I? Hui cried silently. Blood oozed out of his seven orifices, and he went limp.

Still clutching his head, Tseng Caihong looked at him. She released him and stepped back. Huis body slumped to the floor, utterly lifeless.

Her brows furrowed deeper. It cant be. But hes dead. Truly dead.

She stood there for a few moments, waiting, brows still furrowed.

Huis robes twitched, then gapped. Zhubi wriggled out of Huis robe. Curling up on Huis stomach, he hissed ferociously at Tseng Caihong.

She knelt. The second she drew close, Zhubi rolled belly-up and played dead.

Your master is dead. Theres no need to protect him any longer, Tseng Caihong told Zhubi.

Zhubi laid flat on Huis chest, still playing dead.

She snorted. What a strange beast. Snatching him up, she turned on her heel and walked away.

The second she left, the Voice swooped in. She snatched up Huis body and fled, hurrying away. Glancing left and right, she hurried up to a huge, ornate door, gilded in bright gold and laid with pink spirit stones in the shape of a peony. She knocked. Mistress, Im here.

The door opened. Jhizhi Zhimei beckoned her in. Its Tseng Caihongs mistake for being so impatient. Well steal away whatever secrets this child has, and she cant be angry! Its her own fault for not catching his secrets.

A slow smile spread across Jhizhi Zhimeis face. Take him to my private dungeon. Well pry those secrets out of him, one way or another.