Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 157 - 119: Turns out Everyone is a Snitch [5K]

Chapter 157: Chapter 119: Turns out Everyone is a Snitch [5K]

"Mm."

Nodding.

He wasn’t surprised by the answer.

Ever since the incident with his unmarried fiancée, Jiang Feng had become more inclined to trust his own judgment.

The Gu Poison outbreak in the southern part of Fengzhou was extremely similar to the Gu Worms wielded by Cen Yueyue in terms of color, shape, and effectiveness. Moreover, he had never heard of such an effect from the Gu Technique in his over a decade of life on the frontier, let alone within the Southern Border, where such Gu Technique would definitely be considered a secret technique.

Before departing, he had spent a day in Shuangfeng City, not only to procure some necessities but also to inquire about the situation, such as at medical establishments.

He personally visited the patients at the medical establishments and met with several doctors from the Southern Border who had been studying medical and Gu arts from a young age. They even used Gu Technique to heal the patients, truly embodying the compassionate heart of a healer.

It was for this reason that Jiang Feng briefly learned about the Cen Family from these doctors. What they said was essentially in line with what Yu Ying had described, and all these doctors had expressions of admiration on their faces.

It was clear that the Cen Family held a high status within their native Southern Border and had a good reputation. Coupled with the actions of this brother and sister, he had already formed an estimate in his heart.

"After descending from here and following the road north for ten miles, there’s a temporarily requisitioned horse farm. There, cultivators from Shuangfeng City are waiting. Later, take all of them over."

Seeing that the barefoot doctor showed signs of vomiting again, Jiang Feng also stepped forward to hold the other’s legs. The villagers who had taken refuge here when he arrived were not so seriously affected, but now they had suddenly started to fall ill, likely due in large part to the screes of that strange bird.

Not only did it affect Lao Yang, but all patients who heard the sound were affected.

"..."

Cen Yueyue looked at the young man with a strange gaze, full of confusion. Shouldn’t this guy have turned hostile on the spot, trying everything to subdue me, and then use threats and bribes to force me to spill everything?

How could he remain so indifferent.

"Don’t you have anything else you want to say?"

"I can’t beat you anyway."

With a roll of her eyes.

Then, she helplessly watched this malicious woman force the medicinal liquid down the patient’s throat again. The pink liquid kept spewing out, emanating waves of scorching heat, and Jiang Feng even noticed that the Gu Worms were actually slowly wriggling on the ground.

A flick of his finger.

A spark flew directly over, burning the Gu Worms on the ground to ashes. This was the "lighter" spell Jiang Feng had mentioned.

"You really saw through the weakness of Xu Huoyao."

Finally, after hours of rescue efforts, these patients eventually forced out the Gu Worms mixed in their stomachs and blood. Unbeknownst to them, the sky outside was already dawning.

And Cen Yueyue finally chose to take the initiative to speak, but her first sentence made Jiang Feng’s eyebrows raise.

Xu Huoyao, this must be the name of the Gu Worm.

"No carbon-based life form can withstand high temperatures. If there is, it means the temperature isn’t high enough."

Jiang Feng simply stated this calmly, which for modern people is essentially common sense, including the high fever one experiences when ill, which is a kind of self-protection or, shall we say, automatic sterilization by the body.

By means of high temperatures.

"You do have considerable knowledge, although I don’t understand it. But indeed, all Gu Worms fear flame."

"Xu Huoyao, it’s quite a nice name, isn’t it?"

The young girl tidied up her long dress. Although she normally lived in the Southern Border, there were naturally many people from the Central Plains who conducted business there. The clothes on her didn’t seem out of place at all, but rather quite in line with Jiang Feng’s aesthetics.

Opening the door to air out and giving her cousin a signal with her eyes.

Cen Zhuangzhuang carefully lifted up two patients. Compared to before, although weak, their faces were now rosier. He then promptly carried the two out.

Yes, headed towards the temporary relief station Jiang Feng mentioned.

Voluntarily stepping out of the temple, she straightens the skewed chairs on the ground, dusts them off, smooths her dress, and sits down elegantly. Only she and Jiang Feng were left, and this was Cen Yueyue’s character.

She was accustomed to dealing with matters at hand and then sharing everything candidly. She was not the kind to enjoy playing sinister schemes.

"This kind of Gu Worm resembles cotton fluff, feeding on flesh and blood until it matures and spreads throughout the body. It appears to burn like Scarlet Flames but it fears flame."

"If afflicted by Xu Huoyao, one would be manipulated not only in the physical body but also in consciousness, witnessing illusions—as if someone whispers by the ear, or as if someone gently sings next to the ear, leading to intoxication from which one cannot extricate themselves."

"Xu Huoyao is a secret technique of the Southern Border. Even among the Southern Border Twelve Villages, only the top three possess its secrets. Among them, Cen Family Village has mastered this technique."

"About twenty years ago, the Southern Border and the Central Plains were in a state of war. At that time, the gateway of the Southern Border had been breached. Though our Cen Family never involved itself in secular struggles, the battle had been brought to our door. Countless civilians were slaughtered, with living beings plunged into misery."

"Caught up in war, my uncle had no choice but to protect the civilians and repel the invaders. It took several months to drive the enemy out and secure the national gate."

As she spoke, Cen Yueyue lifted her beautiful eyes to glance at Jiang Feng.

In her expectation, this naive young man should be full of indignation, raging furiously, decrying her, probably about to say something like Central Plains cultivators are the ones who carry out the will of Heaven.

Because every person from the Central Plains she met was just like that, utterly incapable of communication.

But to her surprise...

"Why are you looking at me? Continue."