The Immortal’s Poison-Chapter 157
Chapter 157: The Accident
Leyang Tian was dead.
After a while Liu Zheng spoke slowly, “There are still some matters that I have yet to understand, Leyang Tian was the one who inherited his ancestor’s witchcraft power, but why the person whom went to the ice forest was his father. And what is going on with that Taoist priest San Wei…”
Wen Leyang shook his head strenuously, he was filled with agony and slightly lethargic, “These matters here, we will discuss further when we found Leyang Wen and Hanba I guess.” The matters that had yet to be clarified were more than just the two mentioned by Liu Zheng, for example where did Chang Li go; what was the incident that startle every great sect’s spirit primordial precious relic into shaking half a month ago in Shanghai; yesterday night when the giant Pangolin Po Tu released his demonic primordial energy, why had Hanba not come forward and killed the demon and extracted its demonic primordial energy; Hanba was supposed to kill demons, what was the necessity for him to come and open up a porcelain shop in City God Temple…the intricate process of the past two thousand years, even though he had a general line of ideas, but when he thought closely there were just too many questions.
The old monk Ji Fei’s thought was still on that single promise that was worth more than one thousand bars of gold in those days, he exhaled a long breath, “Lue Luo and Mi Xu, they were truly ferocious, for Tuo Xie…grand master’s matter, he did not even hesitated before he tricked the Qilian Immortal Sect for over two thousand years, and even engaging all of his own children and grandchildren and all the following future generation; while the other one straightforwardly killed every great demon in the world…our grand master, I am afraid that he was also a ferocious person…
At this moment the old man Gu Xiaojun walked over, he realized that Leyang Tian was already dead, the old man’s sharp and strong gaze that was a product of being polished by life and death situation for countless occasions, too turned dimmed for a flash, soon after that his gaze regained its clarity, he stared towards Wen Leyang with glimmering eyes, “Wen Leyang?”
Wen Leyang nodded, he was slightly astonished, “Do you know me?”
Gu Xiaojun gave out an extremely faint sneer, “You are so famous now, it must be difficult for one not to know about you!” As he was saying that he raised his hand and pointed towards the rest, “The head priest Ji Fei, the Buddhist monk Shui Jing, and there is the supreme leader of Kunlun Taoist school Liu Zheng, heh, these are all the limelight personages of the cultivation world!”
Liu Zheng was severely injured and exhausted right now, in addition he now understood the truth behind Xiang Liu’s evil soul, he had no intention to humor the old man, he only nodded slightly, and returned a smile strenuously as a greeting.
Ji Fei and Shui Jing gazed towards one another in slightly surprise manner…
Gu Xiaojiu did not acknowledge the anticipating gaze of the two monk, as he continued to look towards Wen Leyang, he said something baffling, “Someone who doesn’t care about the righteousness of a cause, but only care about the degree of intimacy, is this person an evildoer or a good man?”
Wen Leyang attempted to move his body desperately, he exerted the strength of his entire body yet he could only jerk once, but that form of bone-corroding severe pain earlier, had already dispersed off slightly, he was not in as much agony as before. Upon hearing the old man’s words, his answer did not even have the slightest hesitation, “This kind of other people, are all evildoers, this kind of people on own side, are all good men!”
Gu Xiaojun was astonished upon hearing that, it was apparent that the answer was out of his expectation, he sniggered while he shook his head after a while, as he diverted the topic of conversation, “The matters related to Leyang Tian, I am aware of some, perhaps I can be useful to all of you.”
Wen Leyang immediately became high-spirited, he was about to ask, when Gu Xiaojun hastily shook his head and interrupted him to his surprise, “I don’t know much, so I cannot bear to be asked by you, I will directly tell you what I already knew.”
The department which Gu Xiao was in charge of, specialized in handling and managing matters of the cultivation world, the department was absolutely a secret service on top of being a privileged organization, their duty was not to exterminate the cultivation world, but to ensure that the cultivation world posed no harm to the items that were safeguarded, as for the relationship between the good and evil path, the Five Blessings and the world sect could cause havoc to one another as long as they minded their own business, and that was unrelated to Xiaojun, for in his eyes, whether it was Hanba, or Five Blessings, they were all the same.
Leyang Tian’s relationship to Gu Xiaojiu was albeit between a subordinate and a superior, but they depended on each other’s help simultaneously, Guo Xiaojun used his authority to help the Painting Town in handling many matters, while Leyang Tian’s witchcraft power was unsurpassed, he was Gu Xiaojun’s number one go-getter, almost half of the cases involving cultivators were managed by Leyang Tian, the friendship between an elder and a youngster was beyond close-knitted, there were a few occasions where they braved through all kinds of danger together.
The fat monk Shui Jing peered at Gu Xiaojun once out of suspicion, before Leyang Tian passed away, he was the current day’s number one sorcerer without a doubt, even the master cultivators as powerful as the five blessings’ supreme leader were to bump into him, they could only admit that it was their misfortune, in addition to the Painting Town’s wide range of interpersonal relationships in the cultivation world, and Hanba Fifth Brother’s generous help, if Leyang Tian were to manage any cases that were related to cultivators, he could naturally capture the enemy easily. However, no matter how one examined Gu Xiaojun appeared to be an ordinary person, what right did he have to brave through all kinds of dangers together with Leyang Tian.
Gu Xiaojun knew what the fat monk was thinking about, his laughter was filled with pride, “Do not doubt, I am but an ordinary person, I have learned about free combat and trained in shooting, I am also skilled in the little tricks of hypnotism, escapism, tracking and others, but I do not possess a single ounce of cultivator’s ability, however, the cultivators are humans too, as long it is a human then I can deal with him! I have been servicing in this industry for forty years, those so-called cultivators that engaged in the heaven’s cultivation that I have captured, are already countless by now.”
After he was done speaking he halted for a moment, before he complemented, “As long as one is well prepared, a cat may not necessarily fail in killing a bear!”
Leyang Tian and Gu Xiaojun became the best of friends in spite of their difference of age, moreover they shared life and death encounters on a few occasions, Leyang Tian did not try to hide the truth about most matters from him, that was why Gu Xiaojun had a rough understanding of Hanba, and demonic primordial energy, he knew that after Hanba Fifth Brother’s spiritual intelligence was awakened, he took the most fancy in the vitality energy of the mortal world, that was why within one of the most crowded flourishing area of China, he opened a porcelain shop in the City God Temple of Shanghai, ever since Fifth Brother came to Shanghai, the Painting Town’s disciples built a stronghold in Shanghai, in order to keep watch on one another and coordinated their efforts anytime.
At this point, Gu Xiaojun shut his mouth.
Wen Leyang was all absorbed in listening to Gu Xiaojun’s words, he did not expect for the conversation to come to an end so soon, he asked Gu Xiaojun in a stunned mannerism, “Is that all?”
Gu Xiaojun goggled at him deservingly, “Of course that is all, that is all that I know of! Something serious happened recently, I was so busy I became confused, until when all of you were creating trouble in the City God Temple, only then I came rushing over hastily.”
What a waste Wen Buzuo was not around, otherwise his eyes would be glimmering as he inquired closely: which serious matter is that?
The Black and White Island was albeit unlike the Qilian Immortal Sect that was tricked tragically, but they were also the victim that was fooled about in between the two brother disciples of Tuo Xie, Liu Zheng was still suppressing that gush of evil energy in his heart since the beginning, he was no longer as soft-spoken and easy going as his usual self, he glared at Gu Xiaojun suspiciously, “There is a zombie corpse Hanba in the City God Temple of Shanghai, how can all of you never bother to ask questions or listen to what’s said?”
Gu Xiaojun’s answer was utterly uncourteous, “Ask about what? As long as all of you don’t create troubles all over the world, we will not be bothered to interfere! Hanba and the Kunlun Taoist school, they are all the same to me, if I were to go to the City God Temple and capture that Hanba, then shall I go to the Kunlun Mountains to blow up the Yuxu Palace as well?”
The little supreme leader Liu Zheng was furious abruptly, he gave a low raging howl, he clenched his teeth as he struggled about to stand up and fight, Wen Leyang did not know where did he get his strength, but he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed onto Liu Zheng, he spoke in an exceedingly earnest manner, “Thank you!”
Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment, after a while, Wen Leyang spoke again, “I’m sorry!”
The Black and White Island’s Sword Immortals, safeguarded the great formation of heaven’s cone nails to keep a close watch on Xiang Liu, while secretly helping and keeping the world safe, if it wasn’t for Chang Li whom crushed the heaven’s cone nail, how would the entire world know of the Black and White Island? That was why he thanked them, let alone Wen Leyang himself, even if the people of the entire world were to convey their gratitude together, the Black and White Island’s disciples and descendants deserved it!
Chang Li created the terrible disaster, the three marvels of the same lineage of witchcraft, corpse, and poison fought in succession, the Black and White Island’s three Sword Immortals were severely injured by them, and wasted their two thousand years’ worth of painstaking effort, not only Wen Leyang himself, but all the disciples of Tuo Xie should express their apology like him.
Liu Zheng looked towards Wen Leyang absent-mindedly, these two persons’ gaze seemed rather distracted after suffering from severe injuries, after a long while, Liu Zheng suddenly laughed, he regained his usual unprofessional mannerism, he said smilingly, “Stop fooling around, you can just gift me your red bug then all is done…”
You’ve Got Me had already dropped onto the ground and slept soundly at this point, it would occasionally shiver, and gave out a burp.
The old monk Ji Fei was quick-witted, he immediately jumped over, and used a piece of broken glass to scoop up You’ve Got Me cautiously, and placed it back to Wen Leyang’s chest pocket as if he was presenting a precious gift.
At this time a group of people walked in from the outside, they were dressed in casual attires, but every one walked with straightened backs and unswerving determination on their faces, one could tell at one glance that they were enlisted in the army, they completely disregarded Wen Leyang and the rest, but they were cleaning up the corpses in the Painting Town with agile movements. Two of them cautiously lifted Leyang Tian to the outside.
Wen Leyang’s lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, Gu Xiaojun shook his head at Wen Leyang, “Don’t worry, we will handle his body properly.” Upon saying that the old man stopped for a whole, as if he wanted to say something else, but in the end he shook his head and diverted the topic of conversation, “All of you can’t just stay in here, where do you plan to go?”
Liu Zheng was the first to speak, he did not try to be secretive, “I am returning to my esteemed teacher, I ought to clarify this matter to his grand old man as soon as possible.”
The sky on the outside had already brightened, around this time yesterday, Wen Leyang had only met the tourist guide Xiao Liu, and they were preparing to enter the City God Temple. He would not even dream then, that within one short day, so many things could happen surprisingly.
Wen Leyang too hesitated for a while, he shook his head in slight disappointment, he found that it was difficult for him to even move now, needless to say about doing something, he considered repeatedly and realized that he could only return to the Wen family village. The good thing was that he knew now, that Hanba Fifth Brother whom was killing demons and extracted its demonic primordial energy was considered a person of his own, Chang Li would not be harmed by him, he considered thoroughly, as long as Chang Li did not bump into her formidable and eminent enemy Zhui Zi, she would not be in any danger.
Gu Xiaojun nodded, “I will dispatch out a car to send all of you back.”
Wen Leyang did not mind at all, but Ji Fei, Shui Jing and Liu Zheng simultaneously scoffed, they raised their heads with high integrity, their gazes drifted to the roof, they were all cultivators, they had a deeply ingrained concept ever since they were young, and they refused to accept Gu Xiaojun’s kindness.
Wen Leyang laughed, he pondered slightly before he instructed, “The monk Shui Jing will be sending me back to the Wen family village, the head priest Ji Fei will be helping me to send the supreme leader Liu Zheng home.”
The old monk Ji Fei had it all figured out, he nodded towards Wen Leyang, “After I have sent the supreme leader Liu Zheng to his esteemed teacher, I will be travelling to the Painting Town of Beijing, if they are willing to grace us, I will invite Leyang Wen to visit the Nine Peaks Mountain. The jade talisman will still need to be passed to him.”
Wen Leyang was delighted as he nodded, judging by his condition now he would not be travelling anywhere soon, using the jade talisman as an excuse, he was inviting Leyang Wen to travel to the Nine Peaks Mountain, and clarify the sequence of events that took place, then it would wonderful.
The old monk Ji Fei pulled the fat monk Shui Jing to the side, and asked him softly, “Hey fat monk, do you still have any money?”
The fat monk Shui Jing had a vigilant expression, “Why?”
The old monk frowned, “We frequently visited the Painting Town to freeload on food and money in the past, but we are not aware that they are so violent back in the first place back then, I think that this time I dare not visit them empty-handed, it is best to buy some gifts before I visit them.”
The fat monk nodded with a strong sense of righteousness, he pulled out a handful of money from his pocket, amongst the money were two pieces of red-colored notes, and he stuffed everything into the old monk’s chest pocket, “These are all I have!”
At this point, Wen Leyang stood up in an unstable gait! The Poison of Life and Death in his body that was mangled with the Power of Yin and Yang right now, was akin to possessing spiritual intelligence, as if it knew that Wen Leyang could not bear to endure the poisonous stream’s surging, it became quiet all of a sudden, it lied quietly in his four limbs and bones, and was no longer wriggling about strenuously as before, the agonizing pain akin to stripping away his bone marrow too stopped following that.
Wen Leyang managed to walk with difficulty, but it was beyond exhausting, he could not exert any strength, for his limbs and bones felt too heavy, so heavy such that it was difficult to pull along his muscles and bones, the Poison of Life and Death was akin to chunks upon chunks of hard lead bullions, that forcefully pinned onto his every bone.
Wen Leyang tried to raise his hand, in an attempt to throw two Faulty Punches, so he could dissolve the poison power, as a result the moment he accumulated his strength, he screamed out in agony all of a sudden, and fell into the fat monk’s cradle, the moment the Poison of Life and Death flowed, he could still endure that gush of heavy grinding sensation, but the poison power that contained the Power of Yin and Yang, stabbed immediately onto him akin to knives, that made him so overwhelmed with pain he wished to die.
Gu Xiaojun squinted his eyes as he looked towards Wen Leyang, “Do you really don’t want me to send you home?”
Wen Leyang relaxed his punch power, as long as the Poison of Life and Death was left unmoved, the pain would disappear soon, he gave a forced laugh as he shook his head, “It is alright for the Buddhist monk Shui Jing to send me back…however,” As he was saying that, Wen Leyang stretched out his hand strenuously, and pointed towards the humongous Molten Metal Fire Bell, and the Ning Jiao that was cut into two halves, “These two items here, can you please send it to my house?”
Leyang Tian’s witchcraft world was crushed, the items that were rolled into it was returned back into the Painting Town, other than that the giant sword that was summoned by You’ve Got Me was stabbed onto the ground on Painting Town.
Ning Jiao was the unusual beast of the world, even though it was dead its body was still filled with preciouses, moreover it shared almost the same toxicity as Wen Leyang, it had a high academic research value…, when this item here was placed in the Red Leaves Forest, the Sickness Trademark that was in charge of breeding poisonous bugs and refining toxicity would immediately go into chaos. The Ning Jiao’s head was chopped off, its blood did not splash everywhere, judging by its wound, its blood was jelly-like, and would not flow everywhere.
Needless to discuss about the Molten Metal Fire Bell, if ‘You’ve Got Me’ had the ability to summon the sword, it was estimated the young and old folks of the Wen family, would all be overjoyed they would be dreaming about this.
Gu Xiaojun first pointed towards Ning Jiao’s corpse, “This item here shouldn’t be a problem, it is not considered too huge, a container truck can send it to your house, while this sword here…” Gu Xiaojun grinded his teeth strenuously for a few times, only then he spoke in hesitation, “May take some time, I will help you to figure out a way!”
The little supreme leader Liu Zheng sniggered, he turned around and said to Wen Leyang, “He has been so good to you, be careful there yourself! Leyang Tian is dead; he needs to recruit a new soldier.”
Gu Xiaojun to everyone’s surprise nodded without trying to conceal his intention, “You help me and I’ll help you, it is a convenience for everyone.”
Wen Leyang laughed incredulously, he had already promised Leyang Tian since the beginning, that he would help Gu Xiaojun according to his capabilities, to honor the integrity of Tuo Xie, the lineage of Leyang family took up the positions of the fallen and rose to fight one after another for two thousand years, even though they were unwilling in their hearts but when they were handling the matter they did not spare any hesitation, and now it was the disciple of Tuo Xie Wen Leyang’s turn, unless he was dead otherwise he would never break his promise.
Gu Xiaojun did not seem to have taken notice, that Wen Leyang’s perception towards his own promise to Leyang Tian, how highly did he regarded that matter.
The old monk Ji Fei supported the little supreme leader Liu Zheng to look for his other disciples of the same master, Gu Xiaojun on the other hand sent Wen Leyang all the way until they left the entertainment district, and he stuffed two name cards into Wen Leyang’s hands, one belonged to Gu Xiaojun himself, while the other one was their unit’s contact in Sichuan. The morning air carried along a slight chillness, that gladdened the heart and refreshed the mind. Wen Leyang took a deep breath delightfully, he asked Gu Xiaojun, “The matter about Xiang Liu, I’m sure Leyang Tian has told you before?”
Gu Xiaojun nodded with slight puzzlement, “I understand about the matter roughly.”
Wen Leyang’s expression, was more puzzled than Gu Xiaojun, “If that monster were to escape, the people would be living in sufferance, how can all of you don’t care about this?” Gu Xiaojun’s organization, was not after cultivators, but only to prevent cultivators from creating trouble in the mortal world, by right if Xiang Liu were to struggle free from the heaven’s cone nail, and escaped the Black and White Island and created disaster in the mortal world, he would still be managing the matter himself.
Gu Xiaojun gave a forced laugh as he shook his head, “How do I care? Do you think that I can make a report to the country such that they approve the use of a nuclear bomb for me? Anything that is worth saying I had already said since the beginning, this matter here exceeds my capabilities, I can only report my findings.”
Wen Leyang pondered about the matter of submitting a brief report to the superior to be approved the use of a nuclear bomb was indeed not doable, “Then at least you can help us, and drive Zhui Zi back to the Black and White Island, such that she can reinstate the great formation right?”
Gu Xiaojun scratched his head in a troubled manner, as if Wen Leyang gave him a difficult problem, “Well…this is a problem of principle, as long as the cultivators don’t start a war in the middle of a downtown area like yesterday, we will not interfere, no matter how relentless are all of you, it is still your business. Moreover, once we were to interfere, we will not care about the difference between the right and evil path or reason, and we will certainly capture every single one of you.”
Wen Leyang was offended by him this time, “Xiang Liu’s return to the mortal world, is it a matter that is solely related to us from the cultivation world? The nine-headed monster should be eating more than just cultivators right?” Wen Leyang’s tone of speaking was not blaming anyone, for he was only guessing himself, whether Xiang Liu fancied eating ordinary people, or fancied eating cultivators.
Gu Xiaojun scoffed once, he shrugged helplessly, “It is useless for you to be telling me this, the leader utterly disregards Xiang Liu, he feels that this is something the cultivators are fussing about blindly, as long as all of you don’t break the laws then I am not allowed to interfere, what choices do I have! Then again…” Gu Xiaojun rolled his eyeballs once, he suddenly turned from a righteous striving old soldier into a mischievous old fox, “Even if Xiang Liu were to escape, how can you tell that he will come to China first? Chances are he might be travelling all the way to the east and stroll to another country, and perhaps that can be a good thing.”
The monster, belonged to the entire humankind.
Wen Leyang was stunned for a long while, when he suddenly burst into laughter, he was completely convinced, he waved his hands towards Gu Xiaojun, under the fat monk’s support he entered a taxi.
The fat monk Shui Jing waited until the car started moving, only then he spoke to the driver in a shy and coy manner, “To Sichuan!”
At the sound of a screech, the driver stepped onto the brake, “To where?”
On the road, Wen Leyang needed not to think with his brain anymore, he leaned onto the seat, and looked towards the scenery outside the window, he was gradually becoming more cheerful, this was the advantage of being him, he would not try to make wild guesses to a matter he could not figure out, anyhow sooner or later there would come a day when his doubts would be clarified and the facts were known, just as the car was almost leaving the Shanghai downtown area, Wen Leyang suddenly recalled something, he chuckled as he asked the fat monk Shui Jing, “I thought you have already given all your money to the old monk? Do you still have the money to pay for the car ride?”
At the sound of a screech, the driver stepped onto the brake once again, “Pay the deposit first!”
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On the way Wen Leyang once tried to make a call to the guesthouse, he found that the giant pangolin had since left the place, he did not even check out from the room, Wen Leyang on the other was relieved, for Shanghai was too dangerous, it was better off for the giant pangolin to return to Qilian Mountains.
The taxi did not drive fast, the entire journey at full speed took about two days’ drive, the driver managed to solicit such a profitable job, he was feeling elated, he was chatty all the way, he talked about the incident of white hair surging skywards in the City God Temple all the way to the Xintiandi entertainment district that was blasting with gunshots during midnight, he managed to describe in a lively manner, much more exciting and amazing than Wen Leyang’s personal encounter, Wen Leyang did not interrupt, but he listened as he chuckled.
Just as the driver was describing about the blackout in Shanghai city, suddenly a streak of piercing bright light erupted from the surface of the road ahead, Wen Leyang sat up straight at the sound of a scrape, Wen Leyang and the fat monk Shui Jing gazed into one another, they were beyond familiar with this form of flashing light, it was the sword’s essence that was rippled from a flying sword!
About two to three hundred meters ahead of them, similarly within the piercing sound of a taxi brandishing Shanghai car plate’s brake, that slid out horizontally, Wen Leyang’s body felt heavy, but his vision was still intact, the flying sword flashed past once, and it had already cut off half of the taxi’s wheel.
Wen Leyang cursed from the bottom of his heart!
Dozens of human lives in the Painting Town yesterday night, his heart was still grieving about the incident all along, the strength of a cultivator was much stronger as compared to an ordinary person, perhaps at a convenient slap of their hand, countless human lives in the common world were sacrificed, Wen Leyang was extremely troubled that these cultivators came to the human world to make trouble right now. Not that he had a virtuous and sincere intention, but most importantly Wen Leyang’s family did not belong to the cultivator’s sect, he bore witness to the cultivators that flaunted their superiority as the ordinary people died innocently, of course he was feeling uneasy in his heart.
This stretch of highway was already far away from the downtown area of Shanghai city, the faster cars were driving at one hundred and sixty to seventy miles per hour, while the slower cars were driving at seventy to eighty miles an hour, and there were a lot of heavy vehicles, such an unforeseen accident, that made all the cars broke out in chaos, the cars crashed and banged into one another, and erupted in a series of sparks, almost everyone that was involved in this, gave out the expressions of fear and despair, the piercing brake sounds and the sharp scarping noises broke through the sky, soon a disaster would befall catastrophically.
Suddenly, the taxi that was attacked by the flying sword, echoed in a familiar yet clear Buddhist hymn, soon after that the entire sky was rapidly enshrouded by a layer of golden-colored Buddha’s light!
Wen Leyang was overjoyed, he screamed out in surprise, “It is the divine monk Shan Duan!”
The driver did not manage to ask whom was Shan Duan, he was clenching his teeth as he stepped hard onto the brake, his hands were consciously pulling the steering wheel towards the outside strenuously, Wen Leyang was truly afraid that he might pull out the steering wheel, the car that they were in, were the same as the rest of the cars right now, that were howling all the way, as the cars surged ahead in an askew manner.
The moment the Buddha’s Light appeared it became thickest to the greatest extent, as if it was solid, that contained the supreme mercy’s Power of Softness, every car that was trapped in it, the mannerisms that were crashing such that there was no way to stop immediately became slower, a moment later the huge momentum was absorbed entirely by the Buddha’s Light, the large and small cars stopped firmly, an accident that was about to happen was dissolved by the Buddha’s Light without a trace. Other than Wen Leyang and the fat monk Shui Jing, everybody else was dumbstruck, they could not believe the incident that just taken place before their eyes.
The first car stopped, the little demon rabbit Shan Duan that was dressed in white-colored monk’s robe flashed out of the car, he scolded in rage towards the lush green open fields on the two sides of the road, “Sorcerer, killing innocent people unjustly will not be tolerated by the heaven and earth!
The fat monk Shui Jing opened the door and jumped down from the car to help, yet Wen Leyang grabbed onto him, while simultaneously he frowned, he did not expect that, the person whom gifted him the Buddhist prayer bead yesterday, the little demon rabbit Shan Duan that appeared dignified, was surprisingly wounded.
The moonlight reflected on the monk’s robe, bright red-colored fresh blood seeped out continuously, akin to a delicate and charming red flower that was blooming slowly, that rippled in slight eye-piercing beauty!
