"You killed my brother, I'll kill you to avenge him! Duan Hai, help me!" Zhang Qinghu shouted as he charged at Gu Fengxin. Just as the two were about to fight, Master Wei stepped forward and intervened, "Stop!"

"What does Master Wei mean by this?" Because someone was blocking his way, Zhang Qinghu had no choice but to stop and stand still.

Lord Wei stood with his hands behind his back and said with a stern face, "I called you all here mainly to deal with this first-grade tomb. Put aside your personal grudges for now. After this is done, you can kill me however you like."

Zhang Qinghu was about to speak when he was stopped by Fang Duobing's voice, "Are you really Zhang Qinghu?"

Gu Fengxin's statement that he didn't cut off Zhang Qingshi's head must be true. Someone who would kill to avenge his sister wouldn't lie about something as trivial as his head.

Zhang Qinghu's sharp gaze swept over him, looking at the person in front of him with a questioning expression. "What do you mean by that? Can't I be myself?!"

Because of their conversation, Master Wei couldn't even utter the words he had prepared. Especially after hearing what Fang Duobing said, they were all filled with confusion, wondering what he was trying to say.

Gu Fengxin looked back and forth between the two of them, carefully considering the meaning of his words. Suddenly, he looked at Zhang Qinghu standing opposite him. If the person in front of him was not Zhang Qinghu, then it could only be... Zhang Qingshi!

Before they could make a move, they suddenly felt a sharp pain in their abdomens. Instantly, they clutched their stomachs and collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, Li Lianhua and Fang Duobing pretended to be in great pain as well.

"You poisoned the wine!" Duan Hai clutched his stomach and looked at Master Wei with wide eyes and disbelief.

Master Wei snorted coldly, "The Ghost Cry Soup is colorless and odorless. It's not difficult to cure at first, but after six hours, the poison seeps into the bone marrow, and then it becomes an incurable poison that no one who can concoct it can cure. Ugh, I patiently listened to your arguing all night while waiting for this poison to take effect, it was incredibly annoying!"

"Master Wei, what is the purpose of this?" Qiu Tuo thought for a moment that he had no grudge against Master Wei, so why would he poison them?

"Ever since you entered my Weizhuang yesterday, you've been constantly at odds. How can you possibly unite like this? Now things are simpler. If you want to live, obediently listen to me and help me enter the First-Rank Tomb to save your lives." Actually, he hadn't even considered poisoning them at first.

But you can't blame him. If it weren't for the fact that they've had conflicts ever since they arrived at this manor, he would kill anyone who dared to delay him for the sake of the treasures in the First Grade Tomb!

However, now is not the time. After all, if this person dies, he will have no value. Who will help him enter the First-Class Tomb? It is indeed more convenient to poison him.

"Hand over the antidote... Uh! Yellow Spring Silk, the Yellow Spring Silk of the Fourteen Thieves of the Yellow Springs, how did you obtain it?" Before Zhang Qinghu could finish speaking, everyone was entangled in the silk threads. Zhang Qinghu recognized it as Yellow Spring Silk at a glance.

He was a descendant of Zhang Qianhuang, one of the Fourteen Thieves of the Yellow Springs, so he was easily recognizable.

"The Yellow Spring Silk of the Fourteenth Thief of the Yellow Springs was naturally obtained from the corpses of the Fourteenth Thief of the Yellow Springs. I already knew that you two brothers were descendants of Zhang Qianhuang, the Fourteenth Thief of the Yellow Springs."

"The seven headless corpses on Puchu Mountain were seven of the Fourteen Thieves of the Yellow Springs. I cut off their heads to make sure you knew that even the Fourteen Thieves of the Yellow Springs died here. If you were cowards, you wouldn't have dared to come."

At this point, Fang Duobing immediately remembered what Li Lianhua had said about the head being a strange thing that could indeed reveal many secrets.

Zhang Qinghu looked over in disbelief. The martial arts skills of the Fourteen Thieves of the Yellow Springs were undoubtedly superb, so how could he possibly have killed them? This was simply impossible. "How could you have killed the Fourteen Thieves!" Zhang Qinghu asked Master Wei through gritted teeth.

Master Wei immediately waved his hand and explained, "You're not wronging me. I didn't lie at the banquet. These seven people have been dead in the First-Class Tomb for ten years. I cut off their heads only to hide their identities."

"The Fourteen Thieves of the Yellow Springs have been dead for ten years?" Zhang Qinghu's eyes widened. He and his brother had been searching for their whereabouts every year, but they never expected that they had already died in the First-Class Tomb.

Master Wei smiled and looked at them. "You don't naively think that the Fourteen Thieves disappeared because they made their fortune and fled, do you? You two brothers were looking for them with good intentions, but things are simple now. As long as you behave and help me get into a first-class tomb, you might even see the remains of your ancestors!"

"This Wei fellow is vicious! Everyone, let's attack together! We still have a chance!" Zhang Qinghu gritted his teeth, trying to rally them to kill Master Wei, but unfortunately, his body was in excruciating pain with every movement, feeling like his body was churning.

Several people clutched their stomachs, their faces pale with pain. The poison had penetrated deep into their bones, and now only the antidote in Master Wei's possession could save them. Master Wei was overjoyed to see their condition. "Hahahaha, ahahahaha, the poison has entered the five internal organs, causing churning in the abdomen. That's very painful."

"Master, please have mercy! I will enter the grave, and I, Qiu Tuo, will do everything in my power to help you. Please spare my life!" Qiu Tuo immediately begged Master Wei for mercy.

"Oh dear, we're all on the same path, and I never intended to be ruthless. As long as you obey, I'll give you half an antidote to delay the poison's onset by three days. After this is done, I'll offer you the remaining half antidote and distribute the treasures from the First-Class Tomb according to your contributions. Everyone's happy, so why not?" He liked people who knew how to be pragmatic.

"I promise to obey, please grant me the medicine, Master!"

"Chou Tuo is the one who knows what's good for him."

There was no other way; everyone was poisoned, so they had to obey Master Wei's orders. Everyone pleaded with him, "Master, please grant us medicine!"

"Very good. After you all take the antidote, go to the storeroom and pick out some useful tools to take with you. Be ready to set off at any time!" Lord Wei waved his hand, and the guards standing beside him stepped forward to distribute the antidote to them.

Those who were poisoned quickly took the antidote, and their symptoms were relieved.

Fang Duobing and Li Lianhua cleverly hid the antidote, since they weren't poisoned and naturally didn't need to take it.

Fang Duobing, the warehouse manager, pulled Li Lianhua to a secluded spot. After looking around, he dared to speak, "Li Lianhua, I know there aren't many guards in the northeast corner. It'll be easier for you to go that way."