Chapter 145 I accidentally laughed out loud

Yue Minghe's face immediately relaxed: "Boss, you—"

Su Yao raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong with me?"

Yue Minghe shook his head and laughed: "Boss, you did a great job!"

After saying that, he decisively swallowed the antidote.

Because he was also a victim of itching powder, who knows how their boss managed to produce so many byproducts of alchemy.

These things aren't fatal, but when they flare up, they can make you want to roll on the ground in agony.

Seeing that the disciples had calmed down, Su Yao turned to You Fujun and whispered, "The poison will take effect in a quarter of an hour. Shall we go watch the excitement?"

We should at least record it with a photo stone so it can be a laughing stock.

You Fujun smiled faintly and instantly understood what Su Yao wanted to do. She gracefully covered her lips with her sleeve and whispered, "But you put diarrhea powder in it, it will smell terrible, won't it?"

She still wanted to maintain the image of this persona as a pure, gentle, and kind-hearted woman.

Su Yao immediately understood: "Don't worry, we'll take Minghe there and let him use the recording stone to take the picture. He can take revenge himself. We'll just keep watch for him from a distance."

“Okay, then I’ll bring two more sachets.” You Fujun immediately agreed with a smile.

But the opening ceremony wasn't over yet; now it was time for the mentors and elders from the four academies and eight sects to give inspiring speeches.

The disciples from the Southern Crossing Sect who had already heard the chief's plan did not hesitate at all; several of them stepped forward to provide cover for the three who were leaving.

When they shrank back to their original positions, the places where the three people used to stand were now occupied by three wooden puppets that You Fujun had enhanced with illusions. They were enough to serve as decorations to listen to her talk.

The three followed the group, which was most likely a group of cultivators from the Upper Spirit Realm, and happened to run into that group as they met up with another group of people.

Yue Minghe expressed his amazement telepathically:

Regardless of the whispers among the three, the group of young masters and ladies in the distance changed their expressions upon seeing their elders.

"Fifth Uncle, how did you all get injured!?"

The man addressed as Fifth Uncle still had bruises on his face, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain to maintain his elder's demeanor: "The Ghost Market has gone too far!"

Although it was somewhat expected that the Ghost Lord would refuse to meet, after all, the Ghost Market was one of the top powers in the Upper Spirit Realm, and they just wanted to make a name for themselves so they could carry out their business back home.

But if they don't meet, they don't meet. That Cang Dan captain actually beat someone up because of a captain from the Middle Spirit Realm. And that Shen Qi guy is the same. He's just a captain from the Middle Spirit Realm. He doesn't know how to be respectful to these distinguished guests from the Upper Spirit Realm at all.

How does this demon lord manage his subordinates? He has absolutely no sense of manners!

Uncle Wu and the others suppressed their anger, while the younger generation asked, "What's going on with you? Didn't we tell you to go and see if there are any good prospects? If so, hurry up and get someone to sign a contract."

The younger generation's expressions turned sour upon hearing this question.

"Lin Zhisui, who is in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, is unwilling. Other disciples in the family, especially those in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm or the peak of the Nascent Soul realm, are at that level."

Fifth Uncle sneered: "They can already be compared to ordinary disciples in the Middle Spirit Realm. After undergoing a marrow cleansing in the Upper Spirit Realm, they will be much stronger than you."

"Alright, alright, the younger generation in our family is quite outstanding."

“There’s no hope with the Ghost Lord. Find a few more to sign contracts with. They’ll still be working for our family. Be nicer to them, okay?” Another middle-aged woman came out and said some conciliatory words. “Or do you have any good candidates in mind? We can go and take a look.”

The person who was probably from the same faction as this woman glanced at the arrogant young master and, taking advantage of the presence of his elders, did not hold back: "Just now, a Nascent Soul Peak cultivator had a verbal altercation with Brother Liang. Brother Liang released his pressure, but that Nascent Soul Peak cultivator's companion withstood it."

"She should be breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage soon, her potential is quite good..." The speaker suddenly stopped, his face turning grim and tense.

Another elder frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

No one spoke, but the red spots that quickly appeared on their bodies told the story. The young disciples couldn't help but scratch, trying to relieve the itching that seemed to emanate from within.

"I, I need to go..." A few others, looking even more unwell, hurriedly glanced around as if searching for something. Then, disregarding their elders, they hastily said goodbye and awkwardly ran away.

"Ha..." Yue Minghe, who was hiding far away with his hand holding the recording stone, couldn't help but laugh. He no longer felt worried when he heard them trying to trick their boss into signing a contract to risk his life. He just felt refreshed.

Perhaps because he himself had been tormented by itchy powder, Yue Minghe had a strange feeling every time he saw someone else get it, a mixture of schadenfreude and empathetic pity.

However, these elders from the Upper Spirit Realm were not to be trifled with. Fifth Uncle's keen ears caught the chuckle, and his aura exploded instantly. He raised his hand and blasted a ball of spiritual energy towards them, demanding sharply, "Who!"

Yue Minghe's eyes widened: Holy crap, he's actually at the peak of the Void Refinement stage!

Su Yao grabbed one person by the back of their collar with each hand and quickly rolled away to avoid them.

But this also completely exposed his position in the eyes of these people from the Upper Spirit Realm.

As the dust settled, two figures were revealed.

With Su Yao and Yue Minghe shielding her, You Fujun quickly used the communication stone to call for help from her mentor.

She was already very familiar with this process.

After all, he's the protagonist, so it's perfectly normal for him to cause some life-threatening situations from time to time.

She figured one might not be enough, so she called on all the mentors she could contact, including other mentors from other colleges she had met in the Stormy Sands, and she also got in touch with Su Yu.

Su Yao blinked innocently and said, "Grandpa, why are you hitting us? It's immoral to bully the weak and take advantage of the older ones."

Uncle Wu sneered, “You’re the ones who caused this to happen to our younger generation, aren’t you? Hand over the antidote, kowtow and confess your sins, and I will only cut off one of your arms.”

Su Yao and Yue Minghe worked together to stall for time.

"You're just being petty. You're a grown man, so relax and let us younger generation handle our own affairs."

"That's right. Your juniors threatened people before. What's wrong with a little prank? It's not like it hurts anyone."

"Your younger family can just soak in ice water, why do you need our arms too? That's a bit much."

Behind her, You Fujun quickly used her finger as a pen to send a message on the communication stone.

The spirit world doesn't have a system like Pinyin; to transmit non-voice messages, you have to write them down one character at a time.

At this point, it was much faster to send messages in the system's team chat using mental energy. While sending a message to her mentor, You Fujun also contacted Su Yu.

But the group of people from the upper spirit realm seemed even more enraged after hearing Su Yao and Yue Minghe's words, and one of them started to speak recklessly.

"What do you mean, 'you juniors'? You lowly commoners from the Middle Spirit Realm are not worthy to be compared with my young master and young lady!"