"Let me show you what true poison is."

Yang Cheng’s voice was cold and gloomy, and then with a thought, strands of extremely weak gray airflow seeped from his fingertips.

Gou Wen heard these words, and his heart was first shocked, then quickly noticed the gray airflow spreading from Yang Cheng’s hand.

"What the hell is this? Have you also cultivated a Poison Technique?"

He was struck as if by lightning, unable to comprehend that this boy could cultivate both righteous and evil techniques.

It’s known that if you cultivate a Poison Technique, there’s no way to cultivate righteous techniques.

Although he didn’t know what cultivation technique Yang Cheng was practicing, he could keenly sense the disgusting aura emanating from the opponent during their previous exchange.

"Naturally, it’s not a Poison Technique. This is called the Poison Control Skill."

As Yang Cheng’s voice fell, a piercing scream reached his ears.

At some unknown moment, the gray airflow from his fingertips had silently wrapped around someone.

Hearing the person’s screams, everyone looked over in unison, discovering that the person’s arm quickly softened like a noodle, then slowly dissolved into blood, dripping onto the ground bit by bit.

However, this was not the end. The airflow continued to wrap around, the screams unbelievably shrill, but soon all fell silent.

The person, who had been alive just moments ago, seemed to have been submerged in strong acid, turning into a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!! He... he knows a Poison Technique!"

The remaining assassins screamed, fear written all over their eyes.

At this moment, they couldn’t even think about continuing to use the array, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

The Five Poison Array collapsed without being attacked.

"I said it’s the Poison Control Skill. Don’t equate it with your sordid Poison Techniques."

Yang Cheng said disdainfully.

Since acquiring the Poison Control Skill, this was his first time using it, and its power was indeed astonishing.

Gou Wen, who had been extremely arrogant earlier, now looked pale as a sheet, his lips trembling uncontrollably: "Who... who the hell are you?"

He really couldn’t understand why this young man before him was so powerful, so strong in both cultivation and skill, to even know Poison Control Skill.

"You don’t need to know."

Yang Cheng slightly raised his hand, and gray airflow flowed from his fingertips, drifting straight toward Gou Wen.

Gou Wen’s eyes widened, the extreme terror caused his blood to freeze, his legs refusing to obey.

He was stunned for a moment, finally regaining his senses, and turned to flee frantically.

But he hadn’t run more than a few steps when the gray airflow wrapped around him like a ghost, reaching his feet first, the flesh instantly melting away.

"Ah!"

Gou Wen let out a scream, heavily falling to the ground, the airflow wrapping around him in an instant.

Sizzle...

The sound of corrosion rang out, and Gou Wen instantly turned into a pool of blood, leaving only a faint black mark on the ground.

The remaining assassins, seeing this scene, trembled like leaves in the wind, collapsing to the ground as they turned to flee.

Yang Cheng flicked his hand, releasing strands of airflow, ensnaring all the remaining assassins.

After several piercing screams, silence was restored, the assassins disappearing without a trace.

It’s undeniable that the Poison Control Skill was incredibly useful, killing without a trace and saving him the trouble of dealing with corpses.

As the True Qi around Yang Cheng slowly dissipated, he strode quickly toward Cheng Ruonan, swiftly picking her up, whispering: "I’ve killed those people, no one can hurt you anymore."

Though they had only just met, Cheng Ruonan had experienced skin-to-skin contact with him and was considered his woman, so of course, he would protect her with all his might.

Cheng Ruonan, pale-faced, leaned weakly in Yang Cheng’s arms, asking feebly: "I thought you had already left, why did you suddenly come back?"

"I thought carefully and found something was wrong. You said the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Pearl is the Sect Leader’s magical treasure, activated with True Qi to transform into various weapons for attack. How could the Sect Leader easily hand such a powerful weapon to others?"

"I figured they mentioned the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Pearl only to test you, so I rushed back."

As Yang Cheng finished speaking, Cheng Ruonan began coughing, blood seeping from the corners of her mouth.

"You’re injured, don’t speak. I’ll take you to heal first."

Yang Cheng, holding Cheng Ruonan, quickly walked to the side.

His car was parked at the corner, out of the assassins’ sight.

At this moment, Ye Ling’Er sat in the car, waiting anxiously, watching outside through the car window.

Seeing Yang Cheng carrying Cheng Ruonan back, she quickly opened the car door, urgently asking, "What’s wrong with her?"

"She is injured, I must heal her quickly. You sit in the front passenger seat."

Yang Cheng, dropping the words, placed Cheng Ruonan in the back seat.

Ye Ling’Er nodded, quietly sitting in the front passenger seat, looking at Cheng Ruonan with worry.

Though she disliked Cheng Ruonan for monopolizing Yang Cheng, she also didn’t want Cheng Ruonan to be in danger, especially since she got injured luring the assassins away.

Cheng Ruonan’s chest heaved violently, blood spilling from her mouth, her expression one of great pain.

Gou Wen’s palm had injured her lungs, and exerting her powers forcefully had now damaged her Dantian.

Yang Cheng frowned slightly, quickly taking out a silver needle, applying it to several acupuncture points on Cheng Ruonan’s chest, and then channeled Spiritual Energy to slowly repair her lung injuries.

Buzz, buzz!

Just at this moment, Yang Cheng’s phone rang.

Fearing it would disturb Yang Cheng’s treatment, Ye Ling’Er quickly picked up the phone to answer it.

"I’ve reached Yun Chuan. Where are you now?"

Cheng Qiyue’s voice came through the phone.

"Yang Cheng is busy and can’t answer the phone right now. I’ll send you our location."

Ye Ling’Er had just hung up the phone when a low male voice from the back of the car said, "Get out and wait for me outside, don’t disturb." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Okay."

Recognizing the seriousness in Yang Cheng’s voice, Ye Ling’Er didn’t ask further, quickly getting out of the car and then sent Cheng Qiyue their location.

Meanwhile, inside the car, Yang Cheng reached to remove Cheng Ruonan’s pants, revealing her long, slender, jade-like legs.

"Um~ What... what are you doing?"

Cheng Ruonan’s cheeks flushed slightly, her voice sweet and soft.

"Just now I applied needles to repair your chest wounds, but your Dantian is damaged, and the needles won’t help. You need to absorb my essence, combined with the Dual Cultivation Technique, to recover faster."

Saying this, Yang Cheng also pulled down her underwear.

"But I’m so weak right now, how can I withstand your venting?"

Cheng Ruonan’s charming face was flushed, her beautiful eyes misty with tears.

Her chest had been scratched open, her tender bosom covered with red marks and half-concealed, her legs slightly parted, revealing the exquisite area between.

After last night’s madness, her body still showed some redness and swelling, a crimson hue that was even more alluring to Yang Cheng.

Knowing her body couldn’t handle much, Yang Cheng pondered for a moment, then took a dagger to cut his fingertip and placed it into her mouth.