Eternal Life by Daily Divination-Chapter 153: The Senior Sister’s Regret

Once the conversation started, the crowd began to chat about the major Tribulation Cultivator factions in the region.

The Five Poison Wanderer and the Three Tribulations Alliance were, naturally, the main topics.

Before they knew it, the banquet was more than halfway over.

Waiters continuously brought out more Spiritual Cuisine and Spirit Wine.

Just then, the Gu in Li Chang’an’s sleeve suddenly sent him a warning.

’A poisonous mist is spreading?’

Li Chang’an was startled.

Even with the prior warning from his Divination, he hadn’t noticed a thing.

And the others present were, for the most part, quite powerful.

Yet not a single one of them had detected the poisonous mist!

Even a Celestial Pride like Mo Xi remained oblivious, still chatting with the others.

’What a bizarre poison.’

Li Chang’an had no idea who had administered it.

He remained vigilant, keeping a close eye on his surroundings.

About a quarter of an hour later, someone suddenly rubbed their forehead and sighed.

"Sigh, I must be a lightweight today. I’m already dizzy after just a few drinks."

Hearing this, the others all laughed.

But Mo Xi’s expression changed. She immediately realized something was wrong.

"Everyone, hold your breath! Take an Antitoxic Pill immediately!"

"What?"

Seeing her grave expression, the others quickly caught on.

How could this small amount of Spirit Wine get a Cultivator drunk?

It was clearly poison!

But who would use poison at Tang Suran’s birthday banquet?

Had a Poison Cultivator infiltrated their gathering?

Without time for further thought, they hurriedly opened their Storage Pouches, took out various Antitoxic Pills, and threw them into their mouths.

"Quick, we have to get out of here!"

Mo Xi’s pretty face was grim as she immediately stood up.

The others rose as well, intending to flee. As long as they got outside, they would be safe.

A Poison Cultivator wouldn’t dare kill people on the street.

However... the moment they stood up, their legs gave out, and their bodies went limp, causing them to collapse back into their seats.

"This is bad! The poison has already taken deep root!"

The same happened to Mo Xi. She couldn’t even take a single step.

Not only was she dizzy and utterly drained of strength, but even the Magical Power inside her body seemed to have frozen, impossible to mobilize in the slightest!

Beside Li Chang’an, Xu Fugui’s face was pale, and he started to panic.

"Brother Li, how are you?"

"Fugui, don’t panic yet."

Li Chang’an reassured him. He was, of course, fine.

The tentacles of the Ten Thousand Poison Gu had burrowed into his flesh, siphoning away all the toxins in his body.

He scanned the room, taking in everyone’s expressions.

The others’ reactions all seemed natural, except for Second Senior Brother Mo Chen, whose panic and terror seemed a bit forced.

But Li Chang’an couldn’t be sure.

「Just then.」

The door to the private room was suddenly thrown open, and a young Cultivator dressed as a waiter walked in.

"Heheheh, it seems you’ve all figured it out."

"Who are you?"

Tang Suran asked through gritted teeth, her face dark.

She never would have imagined something like this could happen at her own birthday banquet.

The waiter sneered.

"The name is Song Xiao!"

"Song Xiao?"

Inside the room, many people’s faces changed drastically.

That name was far too familiar to them.

This man was a disciple of the Five Poison Wanderer. His Poison Techniques were superb, and he had once gained notoriety for poisoning and killing one of Huang He Master’s grand-disciples.

"Song Xiao, you dare enter Yellow Crane Immortal City?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Song Xiao’s eyes glowed green.

His cruel gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on Mo Xi.

"I didn’t expect such a bonus prize. If I sell you to the Black Puppet Pavilion, you should fetch a handsome price!"

"You..."

Mo Xi’s face flushed with anger, her killing intent surging.

Unfortunately, she was now heavily poisoned, no different from a cripple, and couldn’t muster a shred of Magical Power.

Was she really going to fall into the hands of a Tribulation Cultivator today?

"Heheheh, Daoist Mo, don’t even think about resisting."

Song Xiao let out a strange laugh and opened his Spirit Beast Bag.

He was just about to capture Mo Xi inside it.

But just then, a dark light flashed across the room.

"WHOOSH!"

A shuttle-shaped Spiritual Artifact, moving at incredible speed, instantly shattered his skull!

BOOM!

Right before everyone’s eyes, Song Xiao’s head exploded like a watermelon, leaving only a headless corpse behind.

The others in the room hadn’t yet processed what had happened.

They all wore looks of utter shock.

「The next moment.」

Song Xiao’s body collapsed.

"Come!"

Li Chang’an gestured with his hand, summoning the man’s Storage Pouch into his grasp.

Then, he used the information fed back to him by the Ten Thousand Poison Gu to find the corresponding poison and its antidote.

Only then did the others in the room finally react, all of them staring at Li Chang’an in disbelief.

"Daoist Li, you weren’t poisoned?"

Even Mo Xi found it incredible. After all, even she had been poisoned.

How could Li Chang’an be completely unscathed?

Li Chang’an smiled.

"Didn’t you all just take an Antitoxic Pill? I did too. It just so happens that mine took effect."

"It worked just like that?"

The others looked at each other, feeling it was too much of a coincidence.

However, they were fortunate for this "coincidence."

Otherwise, not a single one of them would have escaped today!

At this, Mo Xi couldn’t help but ask, "Daoist Li, what was that shuttle-shaped Magical Artifact?"

Li Chang’an glanced at her with a smile.

"Daoist Mo, everyone has their secrets. It’s impolite to ask too many questions."

"I..."

Mo Xi froze for a moment.

She suddenly realized her attitude had been consistently arrogant.

She had assumed that Li Chang’an was just an ordinary Loose Cultivator who would surely be eager to please a Noble Family Descendant like herself.

Thinking of this, Mo Xi said apologetically, "Daoist Li, I spoke out of turn. Please forgive me."

"It’s nothing."

Li Chang’an, still smiling, handed her a portion of the antidote.

"Daoist Mo, here’s the antidote. Why don’t you try it first?"

Logically, he should have given the antidote to his friend, Xu Fugui, first.

But he was worried there might be something wrong with the antidote, so he had Mo Xi test it for poison first.

Mo Xi saw through his plan and was stunned. Given her status and background, she should never have been the one to test for poison.

However, Li Chang’an was currently the only one in the room who wasn’t poisoned, so he was the one calling the shots.

Mo Xi could only silently accept the antidote and swallow it in one gulp.

A moment later, some color returned to her face, and she slowly exhaled.

"There’s nothing wrong with the antidote. Daoist Li, you can distribute it to the others without worry."

"Good." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Li Chang’an no longer hesitated and distributed the rest of the antidote.

Before long, everyone had recovered and began thanking Li Chang’an one after another.

"Thank you, Daoist Li. If it weren’t for you this time, our fates would have been uncertain."

After what had happened, the banquet naturally could not continue. No one knew if there might be other poisons in the Spiritual Cuisine on the table.

After a while, those present began to leave one by one.

Li Chang’an was also about to depart.

Just then, Tang Suran suddenly sent him a Sound Transmission.

"Daoist Li, do you possess a Treasure that specifically counters poisons?"

"Hmm?"

Li Chang’an glanced at her, naturally understanding why she was asking.

Back then, Tang Suran had fought a disciple from the Five Poison Wanderer Lineage over the Seven-leafed Colored Lotus, which resulted in her Meridians being corroded by a strange poison.

Although she didn’t look poisoned now, her Meridians had still not healed.

Her asking this naturally meant she hoped Li Chang’an would help cure her.

But Li Chang’an didn’t want to expose the existence of his Ten Thousand Poison Gu.

"Daoist Tang, you’re overthinking it. The only reason I was cured this time was truly just a stroke of luck."

With that, he cupped his hands in a farewell gesture and didn’t linger.

He turned and left the restaurant.

Behind him, Tang Suran watched his retreating back, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

After this incident, she could see that there was far more to Li Chang’an than met the eye.

Perhaps he really did possess a Treasure that could counter poisons, but they were neither friends nor family. Why should Li Chang’an help her?

Thinking of this, Tang Suran felt a pang of regret and let out a soft sigh.

"Perhaps I should have given him that Seven-leafed Colored Lotus back then."