Chapter 10: Poisoning the Devil

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The black-clothed man in front of him had obviously been lying in ambush here for a long time.

He Qingge had just appeared, and the other party immediately started attacking. This meant that his target was very clear.

There was a high possibility that he was in cahoots with the person chasing after He Qingge just now.

They used a special communication method so that the black-clothed man could prepare in advance.

He Qingge could either increase his speed and escape or launch a wave of ambush and counter-attack.

The other party’s perception should be quite strong. He was not far behind He Qingge. Under normal circumstances, someone at the fifth level of the Qi Refinement Realm would not be able to detect such a long-distance pursuit.

The person following behind him was quite professional. As expected, he should be an expert in intercepting Dao.

Moreover, this man was stronger than the man in black. It would be quite difficult to kill him, at least more difficult than the man in black.

If there were other special methods of contact and he did not get a response from the man in black, he would definitely be suspicious. He Qingge’s ambush would most likely not be effective.

However, he was a little unhappy about letting the person chasing him go.

Well, if he ambushed and counter-attacked, there was still a chance, but the chance was too slim.

However, the most dangerous place could also be the safest place.

This was the first time He Qingge had killed someone, and it was someone who was stronger than him. However, he did not feel uncomfortable at all.

Especially when he picked up the stones and smashed the black-clothed man’s body into a bloody mess. Parts of the man’s face were flying everywhere.

He Qingge did not feel disgusted at all. Instead, he felt a sense of comfort and satisfaction.

With such a successful first try, He Qingge’s heart was already a little restless.

Regardless of whether he chose to stay or go, the most important decision was to be quick. He had to make a decision immediately and then come up with a plan.

He Qingge was slightly agitated and chose to stay. This was probably the first time in more than 20 years that he had been so reckless.

For the past 20 years, he had never left the Tian Xuan Sect. He had been living in seclusion for a long time, but in the end, trouble still found him.

It was clearly just an ordinary transaction, but it had actually provoked such an evil customer.

If he dodged it this time, would he be able to dodge it next time? Even if he managed to dodge the Zhang family, what about the next family?

Moreover, his talent had improved now. If he wanted to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm in the future, he would definitely have to compete with many people for resources.

They would definitely become enemies. He could not just hide.

As long as he returned safely from this sect mission and comprehended what Su Zimei had said so that he could pass her master’s assessment to become a true legacy disciple, his status would soar in a single step. He would have a strong backer!

Of course, all of this had to develop in the best direction. Only then would He Qingge be able to see the results that he wanted.

After making up his mind, He Qingge did not wait any longer and immediately began to make preparations.

He took out the blood-stained clothes of the man in black and used the blood and ash to write on the ground.

[If you want him, come to Black Tiger City!]

After he finished writing, he dripped some colorless and odorless poison on the message. This was one of the poisons that He Qingge had bought.

The toxicity of the poison was very strong and could penetrate the body through the skin, making it hard for people to defend against it.

Most importantly, once the poison seeped into the human body, they could no longer use the spiritual power in the body.

The faster the spiritual power circulated in one’s body, the faster the poison would seep into one’s body. It would even mix with the spiritual power, rampaging through one’s body.

At that time, even if the Great Immortal descended to the mortal world, it would be difficult to save the victim.

Finally, he placed the piece of clothing that had been dyed red on a huge rock and pressed it down with a stone.

He Qingge also dripped some poison on the rock.

The so-called Black Tiger City was actually a city not far from He Qingge’s destination, Beacon City.

Of course, He Qingge would not go to Black Tiger City. He only left this message to attract the attention of the burly man who chased after him just now.

The ambush location was right below. Should he set up an ambush on the spot or leave for a period of time?

In the end, He Qingge chose to lay in ambush on the spot.

After carefully observing the surrounding environment, He Qingge found that behind this huge rock was the best hiding place.

Unfortunately, he did not have a strong Restraining Breath technique. Otherwise, He Qingge would lay in ambush here.

Currently, his strongest ability was Berating. It could forcefully intimidate the opponent’s mind, causing the opponent’s eyes to be dull and their thoughts to instantly go blank. They would be unable to think or move.

Just like the man in black earlier. He was in the midst of launching his fiercest attack, but in an instant, he was like a deflated balloon.

The scene instantly became chaotic, and he completely lost control of his body.

This was the power of Berating when it had reached the superb level.

One had to know that this was only the most basic spell. If a higher-level spell was cultivated to this level, how terrifying would it be?

He Qingge had lived for more than 20 years, but he had never heard of anyone who could cultivate basic spells to the superb level. At the very least, he had never heard of anyone accomplishing that among the miscellaneous disciples and outer sect disciples.

As for the inner sect disciples, they were all great cultivators in the Foundation Establishment realm. They were not people that He Qingge could speculate about.

The only places left to hide were the tall trees on both sides.

The next question was, how was he supposed to hide his figure since he had never learned the Breath Restraining technique?

This was the most important part. If he was discovered in advance, he would probably not be far from death.

He Qingge thought about the few common perception spells he had seen in the sect.

The person following behind He Qingge was able to keenly sense the change in He Qingge’s speed. He must have a very strong perception ability. It was very likely that he had cultivated a very powerful perception spell.

Whether it was a talent or a spell, most of them were based on their breathing, temperature, and aura.

He Qingge had come into contact with some of them, but he did not learn them. After all, the spells in the sect were not free.

Some of them required points, and some required spirit stones. He Qingge was poor, so there was no way for him to learn those.

In addition to his ordinary talent, the spells he could cultivate in the past 20 years were only two or three.

In the past 20 years, the highest proficiency level he reached was proficient. The main reason was that he wanted to learn alchemy at that time and worked hard in that area, but in the end, he failed.

He Qingge looked at the horse that had stopped beside him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he gave it a few hard slaps on its butt.

After the horse felt the pain, it instantly raised its front legs and let out a long cry toward the sky. It then quickly ran forward.

The horse left a mark on the ground that was neither deep nor shallow. He Qingge nodded in satisfaction and then jumped onto a tall tree to hide.