Capítulo 735: Chapter 719: A Prophecy Fulfilled, The Outbreak

No matter if Quan Jing could escape his destined death or not, life had to go on. However, ever since Qin Liuxi predicted Quan Jing’s time of death, he started spending more time in the Feichang Dao’s Daoist Room than before.

Firstly, meditating in the Daoist Room was truly comfortable, and secondly, Qin Liuxi being there made him feel more at ease.

However, Quan Jing never expected that no matter how much he guarded against it, he couldn’t prevent Wan Bai from going mad. Just as Qin Liuxi said, she had indeed prepared a so-called effective antidote for him, along with her master, Poison Lady, participating as well.

Had he been unaware of Qin Liuxi’s previous warning, it might have been fine since Poison Lady had indeed helped him before. But having listened to Qin Liuxi’s prophetic warning, and then facing that medicine pill, Quan Jing could say he was truly terrified and panic-stricken.

“Miss Wan, I have said that I can wait for the Junior Temple Master’s method, and my body has already improved a lot,” Quan Jing said with a stern face. “I thought I had made myself quite clear that day.”

Wan Bai felt somewhat hurt: “You trust the words of the Evil Path over mine? Mr. Quan, ever since you were poisoned, my master and I have been relentlessly researching a cure. Isn’t it always us, master and disciple, who have brought you back from the brink of the Ghost Gate? Do you really think I would harm you?”

“I trust you,” Quan Jing said with a heavy tone: “But there is no need to bother with a second method. Since I am already following the arrangements of the Junior Temple Master for treatment, there’s no need to go through the trouble of using the Hundred Poison Pill. I imagine it wasn’t easy for Poison Lady to gather these medicinal ingredients, so it would be better to save them for someone else who is fated to have them.”

Poison Lady gave him a glance and said to her disciple: “Stop wasting words. Wan Bai, just feed it to him. In this world of poison, who can rival me, the Poison Lady known as the Poisoned Person.”

Wan Bai approached him: “Mr. Quan, believe me, this will truly cure the poison in your body. Just eat it, please.”

Quan Jing pursed his lips. Damn it, he had seen a shadow play before, where the poisoness brought a bowl of poison to her husband’s bedside and coaxed him to drink it. What did she say then?

“Da Lang, it’s time to take your medicine?!”

The scene before him was strikingly similar to that play.

Hadn’t Qin Liuxi mentioned he had signs of the tao flower evil? Could it be this was it?

Impatient, Poison Lady flickered through the air, sealed Quan Jing’s acupoint, and said to Wan Bai: “Feed it to him.”

Quan Jing stared angrily at Wan Bai: “Miss Wan, are you truly not afraid that you will end up killing me?”

“Mr. Quan, how could I harm you? I’m doing this for your own good,” Wan Bai said, feeling extremely wronged. “Why can’t you understand?”

Quan Jing held back and said: “If you want me to eat it, that’s fine, but first let Quan An go and call the Junior Temple Master over.”

These two maniacs, just to feed him this medicine, did not hesitate to poison and overturn his people.

Careless.

He thought that sending Wan Bai away would end all his troubles, not expecting her to go mad.

As soon as Wan Bai heard him mention Qin Liuxi, she became furious and, without thinking, stuffed the medicine pill into his mouth, patted his back, and said: “I refuse to believe that she, a mere child of barely ten years old, could be more skilled than my master. You’ve been bewitched by that renegade from the Evil Path.”

Thinking back on the haunting incident before, she felt so incensed she was itching with anger. That person from the Evil Path not only used those vile magics on her but even encouraged Quan Jing to drive her away. She was just a vixen with ill-intent!

Quan Jing felt the medicine pill go down his throat and thought that this was it; he was truly doomed to die young, his final moment came here.

Wan Bai and Poison Lady both watched for Quan Jing’s reaction, especially Wan Bai, who was even more nervous than Poison Lady, saying, “Master, there won’t be any problems, right?”

“No, there won’t be,” Poison Lady said, full of confidence. “I deliberately kept some of his poison blood before and fed it to a cat. I gave the cat the same Detoxification Pill before coming here, and it was still jumping around just fine.”

Wan Bai slightly relaxed, released Quan Jing’s acupoint, and said: “Once you’re better, you’ll realize that my master and I would never harm you.”

Having regained his freedom, Quan Jing suddenly grabbed her arm, about to speak when—’whoosh’—he spurted a mouthful of black blood right at her.

Wan Bai screamed out loud.

“No worries.” Poison Lady was nonchalant, saying, “That’s all poison blood, it’s a good thing that it’s all vomited out.”

Quan Jing was beyond frustrated, thinking, my god, did I desecrate your ancestors’ graves in a past life?

He only felt his stomach churning and vomited another mouthful of contaminated blood.

Immediately after, he felt as if the dormant Frost Fire Bone Erosion inside him had been awakened and began fiercely counterattacking.

A scorching wave of heat flowed through his limbs and transferred to all his meridians. His bones felt as if they were being torn and gnawed by countless ants, causing him so much pain that cold sweat poured down.

Quan Jing howled in agony, threw off Wan Bai, and spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

With a thud.

He weakly collapsed onto the ground, rolling around.

Wan Bai was terrified. She quickly squatted down, trying to help him, and said, “Temple Master, you must take a look, something seems wrong.”

Poison Lady frowned, perplexed, as the Detoxification Pill was clearly effective.

She had just squatted down when Quan Jing looked up and she recoiled in shock. His eyes were blood-red, and fire-red ants were crawling out from all seven of his facial orifices, tiny, as though they had just been born.

Poison Lady was stunned. Caught off guard, one of the ants stung her.

Wan Bai, who was holding onto Quan Jing, could not avoid it either—as two ants rapidly stung her hand, the intense pain made her instinctively throw off Quan Jing and shriek piercingly.

At this moment, Qin Liuxi was just about to go to sleep when she was awakened by the Female and Male Double Killers. No need to ask why—the hanging ghost left in Quan Jing’s courtyard came to bring news.

Quan Jing was in trouble.

That Wan Bai and her Temple Master had drugged everyone to administer the antidote to Quan Jing.

Qin Liuxi was taken aback, calculating quickly, and realized the disaster—after midnight, it would be the twenty-fifth, Quan Jing’s time of death.

She hurriedly grabbed the Golden Needle, then dug up the entire Little Ginseng Spirit, stuffed it into her bosom, leaped onto the rooftop, and directly cast the Shrinking Land into Inches spell, sprinting towards the small courtyard, leaving only an afterimage behind.

The night watchman leaned against the wall, took a swig of wine, and when he saw that afterimage, he rubbed his eyes. Shivering, he uncorked the bottle he had just capped and took another gulp of wine. It was only the end of May, still far from July—was it already so intense?

Qin Liuxi moved swiftly. Spotting the people scattered all over the ground in the courtyard and seeing Quan An worming his way into Quan Jing’s room with difficulty, she couldn’t help but curse, “Damn it, that woman is batshit crazy!”

She flicked a Detoxification Pill towards him, then rushed into the house.

Quan An, seeing her as a lifesaver, had his eyes well up with tears. He stuffed the elixir into his mouth and felt his strength returning. Staggering, he got up and charged inside.

Inside the room, it was a complete mess.

Quan Jing lay on the ground covered with contaminated blood, barely alive, with several red ants crawling out of his ears and nose. Poison Lady and Wan Bai, both with faces swollen like steamed buns and pale complexions, were sitting cross-legged on the ground, recuperating, their hands festering. Around them was a circle of powder.

Qin Liuxi approached, her thoughts conjuring a blazing breath of fire around her hand. As she swept it over, the Red Flame Ants were instantly turned to ashes.

“Young Master.” Quan An saw Quan Jing’s state, barely breathing in but not out, and was filled with rage and desperation as he flung himself over.

Qin Liuxi’s fingers rested on Quan Jing’s wrist, his pulse rapid and quick, and then she looked at his chest, which was rising and falling ominously fast—his heart was nearly bursting out.

She guessed right, the Frost Fire Bone Erosion Poison had fully erupted!