Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 280 - 234: Cannibalistic Flesh

"Hold back a bit, don't kill them!"

These are all cultivators from the Imperial Court.

Ling Wuce used his spiritual power to knock out a charging palace guard before urgently advising.

Meanwhile, Ye Hei and the others were also surrounded by three or so palace guards.

At this moment, these people seemed to have lost their sanity, leaving only the instincts of wild beasts.

Dealing with these guards wasn't difficult; in just a moment, they had all been felled to the ground.

But the real challenge was how to deal with these people afterward.

Four cultivators from the Hundred Herbs Bureau hurried over, looking puzzled upon seeing the guards lying in disarray.

After quickly understanding the course of events, each of them glanced at the grotesque human-faced sunflowers and their expressions changed.

The four spread out, each finding an unconscious palace guard to diagnose.

One attempted to use a silver needle to pierce the acupoints around the human face, but as soon as the needle penetrated, the human-faced sunflower exploded, spraying his face with green sap.

"Ah!"

The Hundred Herbs cultivator clutched his face, wailing in agony. Green smoke continuously rose from between his fingers, and in no time, he collapsed; upon removing his hands, his whole face was rotted through, as if boiled in oil, full of holes.

Seeing this, the other three's hands trembled as they held their silver needles, each quickly pulling back and then switching to a different method with lingering fear.

One tried gently channeling True Essence to the meridians on the other's back. When he attempted to probe further, the True Essence suddenly became chaotic, and the human-faced sunflower on the guard's back began swelling continuously, becoming as large as a boil in the blink of an eye, scaring him into immediately withdrawing his True Essence.

As soon as the True Essence was withdrawn, the boil quickly subsided, shortly returning to its human face form.

Another attempted to use spirit medicine to draw it out; as soon as the medicine touched its back, the entire back arched up in an instant, screaming awake as if under severe torture, snarling and turning to bite at him.

Caught off guard, the cultivator's wrist was bitten, causing him to cry out in pain while Han Yu and the others hurried to subdue the person again.

"It's poisonous!"

The Hundred Herbs cultivator's face turned pale, feeling intense pain in his wrist, instantly realizing the situation.

"Be careful not to get bitten by them; the toxin in their bites is extremely potent now."

"How potent?"

Ling Wuce quickly asked, worrying that if the toxin was too strong and drove people mad to bite indiscriminately, White Emperor City would be doomed.

The cultivator hurriedly stuffed a piece of antitoxic spirit grass into his mouth and chewed it hard, but before he could swallow it, he collapsed with his eyes open wide.

Hiss!

The potency is terrifying!

The group gasped; the antidote wasn't even mixed yet, and the man was already gone.

Then only one cultivator was left without making a move; his face turned pale. He had no solutions left after the others tried everything.

Now there were only two Hundred Herbs Bureau cultivators left—the one who had dared to probe with True Essence just now and himself. Reluctantly, he spoke.

"I can't understand this thing; it seems like a poison, but not entirely, like a parasite but not completely, yet it exhibits both poison and parasite characteristics."

Ling Wuce gave him a glance and reproached lightly, "I want you to find a way to detoxify it, not study it."

The cultivator's face turned bitter; he didn't dare to try anything!

Ling Wuce immediately turned to the other one, the cultivator who had dared to use True Essence to probe.

"Do you have any other ideas?"

The named cultivator hesitated for a moment before reluctantly speaking.

"I have one more method..."

The situation was quite clear by now: if they tried to deal with the human-faced sunflowers on the backs of these ten or so palace guards through cultivator means, the mass of flesh would immediately counterattack, killing the guards and affecting others nearby.

Moreover, it seemed highly resistant to spirit medicine. Any medication would stimulate more harm to the guards, even driving them into a frenzy.

This thing was presumably engineered specifically to be difficult to resolve.

The intent behind it was truly sinister.

The quickest way to resolve it would be to kill the parasitized individuals and burn their bodies!

"Do you realize if we follow your method, over half of White Emperor City's population would die?"

Ling Wuce immediately dismissed this method without a second thought.

"Think of another way!"

The cultivator sighed helplessly, pointing to the group of palace guards on the ground.

"Then we can only imprison them and search for another solution."

This was acceptable; Ling Wuce waved his hand, instructing the remaining palace guards to lock them in the government office prison for now.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Ling Wuce didn't forget to ask Han Yu, hoping he could just produce a pill to solve the problem.

"I also have no ideas."

Han Yu shook his head. Whether or not they had an antitoxic pill, even if they did, at least half of White Emperor City was infected; how many could he save?

He ultimately was not a real pharmacist; in this situation, his inadequacies became apparent. Facing such circumstances, he was even less useful than an ordinary Hundred Herbs Bureau cultivator.

"I think I'll return to my Heaven-Asking Tower!"

Bai Xiangdong looked around at the cultivators sprawled on the ground, tugging at his lips; this place was too complicated. Without orders from the Sect, he didn't want to get involved.

It was the second time he met Han Yu; the rest were mere acquaintances.

There was really no bond worth staying for.

But this reminded Han Yu that there were still Mo Family members in White Emperor City!