Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 109: Dispersing Bone Fragrance

Chapter 109: Dispersing Bone Fragrance

It couldn’t be the Rodriguez family; she had already promised to help Alex with his family matters.

Her death wouldn’t benefit Alex.

So, it could only be the Yoder family. But since they hadn’t been found for so long, and trouble occurred right after checking into this hotel, the only possibility was that this hotel had some connection to the Yoder family.

"I notice you also enjoy teasing," Kenny Lin laughed.

Amalia immediately fell silent.

"Alright, just admire how powerful your future partner is. I guarantee they won’t harm a hair on you," Kenny Lin finally placed her on the sofa, and adjusting her into a comfortable position.

After that, he then lay down beside her, and looking as if he were at death’s door.

Amalia: "..."

Meanwhile, outside, a flurry of footsteps approached.

As soon as they arrived, an attack was launched on the door. Beams of various artifact flashed amid the explosions as a group rushed in.

Amalia noticed the leader looked somewhat familiar; soon, she remembered where she had seen him. This person resembled the one Yannis had sent to intercept Samuel initially. It was almost like they were carved from the same mold.

This person was Sergio; he wanted personal vengeance, and Yannis had granted his wish by allowing him to lead the group here.

"Who killed my big brother?" Sergio’s fierce gaze darted between the two, and seemingly confident in the efficacy of the drug he administered, as he didn’t even bother tying them up.

"Who’s your brother? Who are you people, and why did you drug us? Don’t kill me; I have absolutely nothing to do with this," Kenny Lin feigned weakness, his face pale, portraying the role with finesse.

He truly deserved an award for his acting skill.

Amalia: "..."

"As someone who facing death, I have no fear telling you. I’m the Yoder second young master’s subordinate. My brother, Sandro are died at your hands. I have one question: who killed my brother? I can offer another person a quick death," Sergio said fiercely.

"It wasn’t me, truly! Please don’t kill me; I don’t want to die!" Kenny Lin, in a panic, grabbed Amalia’s hand tightly.

"Ah Lia, quickly tell them it wasn’t me who killed him, right?"

Amalia couldn’t bear to look at him directly. What kind of resilient heart was required to act out this drama? They had known each other for some time, yet only now did she realize something else – what in the world was "Ah Lia"?

Her expression caught Sergio’s eye, as if it were an indication that Kenny Lin was the one who killed his brother.

"Ah Lia, speak up!" Kenny Lin shook her again and his voice began to trembling, displaying his exceptional acting skills.

These fools, their actions were so evident. How could their drugs still be effective?

"Your brother indeed wasn’t killed by him," Amalia bravely admitted.

Sergio scanned between them. Kenny Lin seemed to be frightened, burying his head into Amalia’s embrace. Whether intentionally or accidentally, he brushed his head against her chest.

Amalia gritted her teeth.

Sergio pulled a sinister expression, "Do you think I’m a fool? You’re obviously covering for him. Do you think I’ll believe you?"

Fine, you’re not a fool, just a complete idiot.

"Why don’t you believe it? We’re all going to die anyway, I have no reason to lie," Amalia remained cold-faced. Apart from Kenny Lin, who had buried his head in her embrace, no one knew how much she wanted to jump up and thrash someone.

"I simply won’t believe it," Sergio retorted.

Amalia: "...Suit yourself."

Amalia glanced deeply at him, her eyes displaying not just sympathy but also pity for this fool who seemed so eager to meet his end.

Sergio, wielding a massive blade-like artifact, approached Kenny Lin. His hand was about to grab his collar when Kenny Lin suddenly lifted his head.

"Hey, she’s telling the truth. Why don’t you believe her? People are strange; they won’t believe the truth and insist on believing lies. Tsk tsk tsk. Since you’ve accompanied me in a perfect act, I’ll grant you a quick death."

His exquisitely handsome face now contrasted with a sinister and malevolent expression. He no longer looked like an ethereal being but more like a devil.

Sergio froze. His facial expression hadn’t reacted yet when he followed the steps of the netherworld. His head dropped from his neck, falling forward, and a bloody gash perfectly aligned with Amalia.

If it was just one body, it might have been acceptable, but three or four bodies were excessive.

Amalia had reason to suspect it was intentional!

"You did this on purpose," Amalia stared at Kenny Lin standing amidst the pile of bodies, glancing at the glint revealed through his fingers – a very small artifact.

He used this artifact to end these people’s lives. It looked like a very ordinary beginner level artifact.

"What do you mean, ’on purpose’?" Kenny Lin asked knowingly, feigning ignorance.

Thinking it was futile to reason with this person using normal logic, Amalia decided not to argue over this matter.

"Let’s just get me out of here," she demanded.

Kenny Lin strolled over and sat beside her, tilting his head, seemingly admiring her current weakened state. Slowly, he said, "No rush. I’ve thought it over all night and I think your proposal is quite feasible."

"What proposal did I make?" She had no idea what proposal she had put forward.

"Determined to try it out with you," he said, looking as if she should remember her own words.

Amalia’s expression mirrored utter disbelief, "Please don’t twist my words. When did I say such a thing?"

"Rounding off the number? It’s all the same. Once agreed, you can’t go back on your word, right?" Kenny Lin finished, self-absorbed.

Amalia restrained herself from swearing but paused upon hearing the last sentence, "Are you serious?"

Kenny Lin nodded, "Of course, I never joke."

Amalia’s eyelashes trembled. She seemed like a complete idiot after being emotionally affected just now, "We’ll talk about this later."

Sensing that Amalia might explode at any moment, Kenny Lin finally stopped teasing and carried her horizontally.

"Can we change positions?" Amalia didn’t quite like being carried like a princess.

"No, we can’t," Kenny Lin firmly rejected her request.

Fine, he’s the boss now. Amalia closed her mouth.

Kenny Lin felt disappointed; he had hoped for a little argument from Amalia.

Kenny Lin didn’t take the usual route; their floor wasn’t high, so he jumped out of the window directly, knowing they wouldn’t be harmed.

Yannis noticed something was amiss and rushed upstairs. When He saw the scene of his men all dead, he was shaking with anger.

His two most capable subordinates were gone, all part of yet another failed plan. He could already imagine Yelena Yoder’s mockery and his father’s disappointed gaze.

Kenny Lin changed hotels while carrying Amalia. Everyone who saw him had a strange expression and probably thinking he had some peculiar hobby.

"I made a big sacrifice today. You owe me in the future," Kenny Lin chuckled and standing by as Amalia settled onto the sofa.

"Why do I feel like you’re rather enjoying all this?" Amalia remarked.

It was the first time Amalia experienced lying still, and entirely reliant on others for help. It didn’t feel great. Alrhough Kenny Lin occasionally managed to anger her, today, if it weren’t for him, she might not have left the hotel.

She felt grateful in her heartbut swiftly brought back to reality, Amalia realized her cultivation was decreasing at a notable pace.

"What’s this substance? Is there an antidote?" Amalia who is clueless turned her head to Kenny Lin for help.

He must know about this if he could detect the conditions of the poisonous substance taking effect.

Kenny Lin propped up his long legs with nowhere to rest, "It was a drug called Dispersing Bone Fragrance. It specifically targets spirit cultivators. Those who get affected will gradually lose their cultivation and eventually become ordinary people."

"If it’s just that, wouldn’t it be considered a forbidden substance by the spirit cultivator associatiom?" Amalia doubted Yannis’s kindness.

"You’re right. Those affected by Dispersing Bone Fragrance don’t die directly because they have spiritual protection. However, once they become ordinary people, their bones will soften and turn into a puddle of mud. It was banned long ago due to its extreme cruelty," Kenny Lin explained.

Taking a deep breath, Amalia asked, "Is there an antidote or any other solution?"

Shrugging, Kenny Lin replied, "Dispersing Bone Fragrance has been lost for many years. No one knows who created it, there has never been an antidote. As for a solution, finding a Wood-type spirit cultivator or a higher-level Water-type spirit cultivator is the only option."

Amalia recalled the Wood-type spirit cultivator she accompanied Lysandre to for treatment last time.

"He won’t work," Kenny Lin said, seemingly aware of her thoughts, stating the harsh reality.

Furrowing her brows, Amalia regretted it suddenly. If she had learned Water Spirit Techniques earlier, maybe she could have made a difference today.

As her cultivation continued to diminish, Amalia felt anxious.

A bone-knuckled hand suddenly rested on her shoulder, and Amalia felt something icy slither into her body through Kenny Lin’s fingertips.

"Although Dispersing Bone Fragrance is powerful, if temporarily controlled, it can buy some time," Kenny Lin explained.

Minutes later, Amalia immediately sensed the slowed rate of her cultivation decline.

He actually did it.

"How did you do that?" Amalia lifted her head, looking at him with intense curiosity.

Kenny Lin smiled faintly, "Don’t look at me like that. Everyone has secrets, including you. Of course, if you want to exchange secrets with me, I promise to reveal all."

Amalia fell silent.

In a pleasant tone, Kenny Lin offering to save her was already a tremendous favor. Digging deeper would be impolite.

As for the exchange he mentioned, she didn’t take it seriously.