Chapter 176: Murong Xue
Chapter 176: Murong Xue
Expert!
Mu Feng sensed the power fluctuations from the old woman holding the crutch and felt a chill. His expression turned serious. He understood that a true expert of the Poison Sect had finally appeared.
“Just Mortal Realm strength, yet so fierce. Not bad, not bad. No wonder you dared to force your way in!”
The leading woman in white nodded. Leaning on her dragon-headed crutch, she looked Mu Feng up and down a few times, then slowly continued, “Unfortunately, you’re still too young. Young and impulsive, not knowing how to hold back your edge. Your cultivation is outstanding among the Mortal Realm, but in front of a true expert, it’s still nothing!”
“Poison Shadow Elder, kill him! Kill this brat!”
The Patrol Elder, tightly bound by the Blood Vine, shouted hoarsely, her eyes blazing with anger.
Though her hands and feet were immobilized, her mouth was not sealed. Seeing the sect’s expert finally arrive, she felt joy but looked at Mu Feng with deep resentment.
Careless for a moment, she had been defeated and captured alive by a mere Mortal Realm youngster, and in public too. Where could she put her old face now?
Even though the Patrol Elder position had always been the least powerful, inferior even to the sect leader’s personal disciples, a mosquito’s meat is still meat, and a lowly elder is still an elder. Being captured by Mu Feng like this made her so angry she was about to explode.
“Elder Tong, you’re quite old and have been Patrol Elder your whole life, yet your temper is still so rash!”
Poison Shadow Elder, leaning on her dragon-headed crutch, shook her head. She blew a breath, and the Blood Vine binding the Patrol Elder hissed, emitting wisps of black smoke that vanished with the wind. She paused, then slowly added, “However, this young man is indeed too insolent and should be killed. Very well, I’ll help you this time and kill him.”
As Poison Shadow Elder spoke, she slowly stepped forward. Without any visible action, a circle of green mist suddenly appeared, surrounding Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang. There was no pungent smell, no visible fierce attack, but it gave people a frightening feeling.
“Wait, hold on!”
Seeing Poison Shadow Elder about to act, Mu Feng spoke solemnly, “Esteemed Elder, we have come from afar, from Jianning City, following our elder’s instructions, to seek an audience with Sect Leader Murong. The earlier conflict was just a misunderstanding. The Patrol Elder refused to announce us and drove us away, using lethal poison from the start. I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure, disturbing everyone. Please forgive us.”
“Oh? Following your elder’s instructions?”
The veiled Poison Shadow Elder stopped and asked, “Young man, what is your name, and why do you seek our sect leader?”
“I am Mu Feng, a Jianning Scholar. Following an elder’s instruction, I came here to seek Sect Leader Murong, hoping she might grant us two Yang Soul Pills.” Mu Feng spoke sincerely and truthfully.
What? Yang Soul Pills?
Two of them!
Hearing this, even the steady Poison Shadow Elder and the other Poison Sect disciples were stunned.
What is a Yang Soul Pill?
Not to mention outside, even within the Poison Sect, it was a rare treasure. Gathering all the Poison Sect’s resources and power, it took at least a hundred years to refine just one. To boldly ask for two right away—was Mu Feng insane, or did he think all Poison Sect members were fools?
“Hahaha, a joke, an absolute joke!”
Freed with Poison Shadow Elder’s help, the Patrol Elder laughed heartily, looking at Mu Feng as if he were an idiot, the biggest fool ever. After a loud laugh, her face suddenly turned cold. “Poison Shadow Elder, this brat is clearly insane. Why bother talking with him? Just kill him directly!”
“Yes, kill him directly!”
“Two fools, kill them!”
…
After recovering, the crowd was murderous. Even the leading Poison Shadow Elder smiled and shook her head. Raising her right hand, she stopped the impulsive crowd. Looking calmly at Mu Feng, she said, “Young man, who exactly sent you here? Asking for two Yang Soul Pills right away—are you sure this so-called elder isn’t harming you?”
“Li Feifei!”
Mu Feng took out Ghost Mother’s personal letter from his Breeze Ring and continued, “Originally, we hadn’t even heard of the Poison Sect, let alone Yang Soul Pills. It was Granny Li who told us, asking us to bring her personal letter here to seek Sect Leader Murong. According to her, Sect Leader Murong is her senior sister.”
“What? Li Feifei?”
Poison Shadow Elder’s face changed, as did everyone else’s. The tense atmosphere at the mountain gate instantly fell silent.
“Impossible! How could Young Master Feifei send them?”
After the shock, the vengeful Patrol Elder was the first to react, firmly denying it. “What kind of person is the Young Master? How could she know such young people? Even if she did, why would she tell them the sect’s location and send them to ask for precious Yang Soul Pills? It’s fake, absolutely fake! They’re trying to deceive us using the Young Master’s name!”
Humiliated and furious, the Patrol Elder was prejudiced and resentful towards Mu Feng. She insisted Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang were frauds and advocated killing them on the spot.
Hearing this, Poison Shadow Elder’s expression wavered. She was about to reach for the letter in Mu Feng’s hand when suddenly, fear flashed in her eyes. She quickly withdrew her hand, as if remembering something terrifying. Looking at Mu Feng’s sincere expression and the letter in his hand, she hesitated.
“Poison Shadow Elder, if you don’t want to act, let me do it. This time, I’ll kill this brat myself! No, I’ll capture him alive and soak him in the poison pool, letting his muscles rot bit by bit. Hahaha!”
The Patrol Elder’s face was ferocious. She couldn’t forget Mu Feng’s humiliation, especially being captured alive in public. As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of green powder from her robe, intending to attack again.
“Elder Tong, what if what they say is true?”
Looking at the agitated Patrol Elder, Poison Shadow Elder shook her head. “You know the Young Master’s temperament. If these two are telling the truth, can you bear the responsibility?”
“I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!”
The Patrol Elder stepped forward, fiercely stirring her Spiritual Power. “I know the Young Master better than you. If she really needed Yang Soul Pills, she would have come back herself to get them. Why would she send these two youngsters to ask?”
Hu…
A cold wind blew. The Patrol Elder coldly raised her right hand. Just as she was about to throw the deadly poison powder, a long sleeve suddenly appeared in the air, wrapping around her wrist. Then, a black-clad woman rushed out from the mist-covered valley depths.
“Wait, Elder Tong! You may not believe it, but I do! Young Master Mu, welcome to the Poison Sect!”
The black-clad woman approached gracefully. Though her face was veiled, her cold voice and elegant figure made Mu Feng recognize her immediately.
It was none other than the mysterious woman he had met at the Hidden Sword Inn!
“Xue’er, you know him?”
The usually steady Poison Shadow Elder was shocked again.
“Aunt, of course I know him. Young Master Mu is the scholar I told you about, the one who killed Poison Hand Xie Han with one palm at the inn!”
The black-clad woman glared at the reckless Patrol Elder, then continued, “That night, if not for Young Master Mu’s help, not only would I have failed my mission, I might have been captured by that fellow surnamed Hou and taken back to the Heaven Prison in Jiangling!”
“Young Master Mu, my apologies. Please!”
Poison Shadow Elder bowed slightly and personally invited Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang inside. Hearing the black-clad woman’s words, she quickly understood what to do. She quietly turned and whispered a few instructions to a maid, who then dashed away and disappeared in an instant.