It was only after arriving at the Ming Cult and meeting Wu Hai that Sun Yuanjie realized that the seemingly cheerful old man was actually the legendary Poison King, who was known for killing without hesitation, being ruthless, cold-blooded, and even using living people to make poison!
Sun Yuanjie was glad that his goal was Xiao Feng, and he was also glad that he eventually got to Xiao Feng's side.
But now, Shi Wenjie inexplicably brought up Wu Hai to him, and Sun Yuanjie immediately had a bad feeling.
"Of course I've heard of him! How could I not have heard of the Poison King's great name! He's really impressive!" Sun Yuanjie suppressed his fear and began to flatter Wu Hai.
"I heard that our Poison King has been acting strangely lately. It seems that he has a medicine man by his side, and this medicine man has been with him for quite a while now. He's really resistant to poison!"
Shi Wenjie's words were filled with amazement, but Sun Yuanjie's heart had already sank halfway.
It can't be what he thinks, right?
"You mean, the young sect leader of Tianyi Sect might have become a drug user for our Poison Emperor?" Sun Yuanjie subconsciously lowered his voice.
Shi Wenjie immediately retorted, "I didn't say that. Don't talk nonsense. I just said that there's a strange drug person next to him. Aren't you curious? I'm just saying it casually, so just listen casually."
Sun Yuanjie dared not inquire any further, fearing it would arouse Shi Wenjie's suspicion, so he could only laugh and talk to Shi Wenjie about other things.
But Sun Yuanjie knew in his heart that most of the gossip Shi Wenjie said was true.
Since he specifically mentioned the Poison King and this medicine man, it's highly likely that the medicine man is the Xuanyuan Jian he's looking for.
"It's all over, it's completely over! If the sect leader finds out that Xuanyuan Jian was actually used as a medicine man... I'm doomed!!"
Sun Yuanjie even felt that it would be better for Xuanyuan Jian to die at the hands of the Ming Cult than to become a drug user.
Becoming a drug addict is worse than death.
No matter how scared Sun Yuanjie was, the mark on his hand reminded him that if he couldn't rescue Xuan Yuanjian within a month, he would surely die.
Furthermore, Shi Wenjie did not directly tell him that the drug user must be Xuan Yuanjian.
In order to complete the mission, Sun Yuanjie mustered up his courage and decided to find an opportunity to investigate the situation in Wu Hai's area.
On the third day after Sun Yuanjie returned, he finally found an opportunity through Shi Wenjie's connections to go with him to deliver a batch of poisonous herbs to Wu Hai.
He was also able to go with Shi Wenjie to Wu Hai's side to temporarily help move medicine.
On the way there, because Sun Yuanjie was a newcomer, the other Ming Cult disciples asked him why he would take on such a dangerous job that could cost him his life at any moment.
These words terrified Sun Yuanjie so much that he almost lost his mind.
Shi Wenjie, who was standing nearby, immediately spoke up: "Don't talk nonsense. This is my good brother. He came here today to help me. If this batch of herbs can't be delivered on time, the Poison King will be angry, and we'll all be in deep trouble."
The disciple who had just deliberately scared Sun Yuanjie instantly smiled and said, "I was just joking with you. Our Poison King is quite easy to talk to."
"Just don't make any mistakes. But if you hear any strange noises in the palace later, don't be afraid."
Just as Sun Yuanjie was about to ask what the strange sound was, a shrill scream filled with despair, pain, and a desire to die pierced the sky.
Apart from Sun Yuanjie, the other disciples seemed to be used to it. They only paused for a moment, then immediately continued towards Wu Hai's palace as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing.
Only Sun Yuanjie was so frightened that his face turned pale and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
The medicinal herbs she was holding rustled against each other.
"I told you long ago, if you don't have the guts, don't come with me to move the medicinal herbs. But you wouldn't listen. You insisted on seeing the Poison King's heroic figure. You can't even handle this, so what heroic figure are you talking about?"
Shi Wenjie moved half of the medicinal herbs from Sun Yuanjie's hands to him and started teasing Sun Yuanjie.
"Isn't this my first time here? Do you hear this sound often?"
Seeing the strange looks he was getting from the other disciples, Sun Yuanjie quickly made an excuse.
"We often come to deliver medicinal herbs to the Poison King. Don't worry, this is just the scream of the medicine patient who couldn't bear the pain when taking the medicine."
"The Poison King wouldn't use us disciples as test subjects for medicine, unless they've made a mistake. But I've heard that if the medicine people can withstand the medicinal herbs they test, they might become immune to all poisons!"
A disciple standing next to Shi Wenjie spoke mysteriously.
The others immediately nodded in agreement.
But Sun Yuanjie, listening to the faint screams coming from inside the palace, dared not imagine what a hellish scene it must be like inside.
The disciples didn't have time to comfort Sun Yuanjie. After saying a few words, they asked him if he dared to go in with them.
If he's too scared, he can just give them the herbs now and go back.
If you dare, don't waste your time here.
Moreover, this kind of thing happens frequently at the Poison King's place.
Sun Yuanjie desperately suppressed his wildly beating heart and followed the others into the main hall.
But as soon as Sun Yuanjie pushed open the door, he saw a disheveled person covered in black blood writhing and lunging toward them.
But before he even reached the crowd, his body suddenly froze in place, and then his hands and feet bent unnaturally.
He seemed to be in immense pain, collapsing to the ground and rolling around in agony.
He rolled around, tearing at his clothes and scratching his skin.
Everyone could see that something seemed to be burrowing in and out under the person's skin.
Sometimes, a large lump will even bulge out on the body.
Beneath his almost transparent skin, one could see what looked like insects hovering in that spot, stretching his skin open.
Apart from Sun Yuanjie, the others acted as if they hadn't seen him and walked around him.
Sun Yuanjie could only follow behind them, trying his best not to focus his attention on this person.
The man's roar gradually subsided.
Just as Sun Yuanjie was about to pass by, the man suddenly stretched out his dark claws and almost grabbed Sun Yuanjie's ankle.
Sun Yuanjie was startled and quickly took two steps back.
The man suddenly looked up, and a familiar face came into Sun Yuanjie's view.
Sun Yuanjie couldn't help but gasp.
It turns out that what Shi Wenjie said was true; the drug-using person was indeed Xuanyuan Jian.
When Sun Yuanjie saw Xuan Yuanjian like this, it was as if a muffled thunderbolt had suddenly exploded in his mind.
His mind went completely blank, and he had no idea how to react.
It wasn't until Shi Wenjie tugged at him that he noticed everyone had stopped what they were doing and were looking at him.
Sun Yuanjie bit his tongue, the pain bringing him back to his senses.
He quickly retreated, creating distance between himself and Xuanyuan Jian, and knelt on the ground to beg for forgiveness.
“This disciple is here for the first time and is unfamiliar with the rules. Please forgive this disciple, Poison Emperor.”
A deep voice came from afar: "Get up."
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