Zuan's face darkened: "You orchestrated all of this?"
The beautiful woman giggled and said, "Oh dear, how can you say that about me, young master? I was clearly helping you, creating such a wonderful opportunity for you. In the end, with such a beautiful night and such a lovely woman in your arms for you to take, you don't know how to cherish her. I wonder if you are even a man."
Zuan remained unmoved: "How did you poison them? The flowers on the outside wall and the candles in the house?"
"I'm not afraid to tell you, those on the wall are primroses, and the candles in the room are made from a mixture of powdered forget-me-nots. Neither primroses nor forget-me-nots are poisonous on their own, but when they are mixed together, it's like a golden breeze and jade dew meeting, or dry wood meeting a raging fire."
"One heralds spring, the other seeks grass; aren't they a perfect match?"
The glamorous woman laughed heartily, clearly extremely proud of her work.
Zu An thought to himself that the poisons in this cultivation world were truly bizarre and impossible to guard against.
Strangely enough, after being tempered by the "Primordial Chaos Scripture," his body was almost immune to all poisons, but he was not immune to things like aphrodisiacs. Strictly speaking, aphrodisiacs are not poisons; they just amplify your body's desires and reactions.
"If I remember correctly, we don't know each other and have no grudges against each other," Zu An asked in a deep voice.
“Those of us in this line of work wouldn’t kill based on personal grudges. If we had enough money, we’d even kill our own fathers; if we didn’t have money, we wouldn’t even lay a hand on our enemies,” the glamorous woman said with a smile.
Zu An thought to herself that someone had indeed sent her. Judging from the situation, she was not that person's henchman, but a professional assassin.
"Are you from the Shadow Pavilion?"
The beautiful woman did not answer: "Don't waste your time. I know you are deliberately stalling for time, but aren't I stalling for time as well?"
"Unfortunately, this poison cannot be forced out. The longer it goes on, the deeper the poisoning will become. In the end, not only will I be consumed by lust, but I will also be completely weak and my vital energy will be frozen."
"You're quite handsome, young man. I'll have some fun with you. As for that beautiful little girl in your arms, you couldn't bear to touch her just now, but now it's my brothers' turn to have her."
As they spoke, several more men in black appeared around the courtyard wall. Each of them had a sharp glint in their eyes, clearly indicating that they were all skilled fighters.
"Chun Jiu Niang, don't let your playfulness delay your mission," one of them shouted.
The voluptuous woman named Chun Jiu Niang fiddled with the flower in her hand: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. We'll kill that woman first, and you can do it while she's still hot. But we can't kill this pretty boy first. After all, men aren't like women; once they're killed, they're useless. How about this, we'll cut off his hands and feet first, leaving only his fifth limb."
Zu An's face turned cold. This woman's tone suggested that she had taken countless lives over the years.
"I don't see that your cultivation level is very high. Did your organization only send a few of you?"
Upon hearing his words, the assassins burst into laughter: "Our cultivation is not high? We are all at least seventh or eighth grade. You yourself are so weak that you can't even kill a chicken, yet you dare to spout such arrogant words?"
Chun Jiu Niang laughed and said, "Young master, you may have misunderstood. Assassins are not like martial arts contests. It is not necessarily necessary to have a high level of cultivation to complete a mission. As long as the plan is clever, we have even killed grandmasters."
"Chun Jiu Niang, could it be that you've really fallen for this pretty boy? You're even explaining so much to him?"
Zu An was somewhat puzzled. Although Chun Jiu Niang's words made sense, it was still a bit too far-fetched to use them against him.
Just then, one of the assassins tugged at his collar: "That little wench is too beautiful. Since you're not going to make a move, I'll enjoy her first."
As he spoke, he pounced directly on the two of them. He was not driven by lust, but instead used his sword to directly cover Zu An's limbs and Xie Daoyun's dantian. An assassin will never let his guard down, no matter what.
Seeing that the other man was still holding the woman with one arm, he sneered inwardly. He was indeed a pretty boy, still trying to look cool even at a time like this.
Just then, a sword aura appeared before his eyes, and he swore he had never seen such a dazzling sword strike in his life.
He's known in the industry for his lightning-fast swordsmanship; he can chop off the heads of 49 mosquitoes with a single strike.
He preferred to use his fast sword to gain the upper hand. Even when facing a stronger enemy, once they fell into his fast sword rhythm, they could only be passively attacked, and eventually their injuries would become more and more serious, leaving them only to wait in despair for him to finish them off.
Moreover, every time he makes a move, he uses all his strength, like a lion hunting a rabbit, and he doesn't relax his efforts just because his opponent seems weak.
He was absolutely confident that those five swift sword strikes were enough to sever a man's limbs and pierce a woman's dantian in an instant.
In the end, his hands and feet were indeed all broken, and his dantian was also ruptured. However, it was his own hands and feet that were broken, and his own dantian that was ruptured.
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