The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 186 - 124 Mixed Fragrance

Chapter 186: Chapter 124 Mixed Fragrance

"You should have said so earlier!" Who knows what the reverse usage actually involves?

The bad news is that her strength is not small right now, and with her anxiety, Wen Liangyu’s face quickly became blood-engorged and swollen. This incidentally reflects the effectiveness of the high-level Disguise Pill she made, otherwise, the ordinary Disguise Medicine that Second Young Master Wen originally used, even if he was beaten black and blue, would still maintain an impassive expression.

The good news is that Wen Liangyu groaned a few times, and finally slowly awoke!

He blinked several times before he could focus, and seeing the woman beside him, he exclaimed in surprise, "Treasure Bead? Why are you here?"

"No, it’s me!"

Not me? He was still a bit confused, but this crisp voice was very familiar. "Miss Ning?"

Good, it seems he hasn’t turned into an idiot. "What business do you have looking for me? Speak quickly! There are Golden Core cultivators in this residence, I dare not linger."

She intended to let him lean on her shoulder, but now that he was awake, she moved a bit to the side. Somehow, the thought of Changtian still being in the God Demon Prison made her reluctant to be too close to other men.

With that shift, Wen Liangyu slumped down limply, startling her. She reached out to hook over a chair and helped him sit down. "What’s wrong?"

He said with a bitter smile, "It was my oversight, I actually got poisoned without realizing it. By the time I noticed, my body was already exhausted and couldn’t muster any power."

"Was it the air or the food that was poisoned?" She took out a Quhuang Powder and fed him one.

"It should be a poison in the air. These past few days, I’ve been in a daze and haven’t eaten anything; the poison shouldn’t have been in the food."

Alright, she also fed herself a Quhuang Powder, better safe than sorry. "Do you know where the source of the poison is?"

Wen Liangyu gave a miserable smile, "The things originally in this courtyard haven’t been touched. I’ve thought it through, and in the past few days, the only new thing that has come into this courtyard is." He reached out pointing towards the table, and Ning Xiaoxian looked up, on the square table was quietly placed a wooden hairpin.

"Is it this hairpin?" She held her breath and carefully examined the wooden hairpin with her sleeve.

"There’s a fragrance on this hairpin." Qiongqi alerted her. Being skilled at recognizing herbs and materials, he identified it immediately, "Hmm... this is the scent of Unison Wood."

"Unison Wood itself is non-toxic, and its fragrance can even refresh and invigorate the mind, but once mixed with the scents emitted by osmanthus, sweet-scented flowers, and Sky Thunder Bamboo, it forms a hallucinogenic toxin. Minor cases cause victims to fall into illusions and unconsciousness, while severe cases lead to drooling and idiocy. We don’t know which type your Little Half-demon friend has been poisoned by."

She stood up and walked around the courtyard until Qiongqi called out for her to stop: "The smell is strongest here. That’s it, sweet-scented flowers, congratulations to him, this is the most toxic flower after the mix."

Tonight, Yue’er is climbing the sky. The plant before her is blooming with all its might, its flowers hexagonal in shape, wave upon wave in layers, with stamens that are bright red, resembling bloodstains under the hazy light. The flower is pure white with gold trim, a faint white glow cast by the moonlight, its sanctity unmistakable. More importantly, this pot of flowers was placed on the exterior window sill of the living room, the fragrance filling the room with every breeze. "This is a very precious plant from the Western Regions, rarely seen in Nan Zhanbu Continent, thriving in foggy and moist environments." Foggy and moist, huh? No wonder it is blooming so vigorously in Rock City.

"Does this mixed toxin take effect quickly?"

"Very slowly, it takes at least half a day. You’ve taken the Detoxification Pill, so there’s no need to worry."

That’s good. She picked a sweet-scented flower and walked into the hall to hand it to Wen Liangyu: "This is sweet-scented flowers, mixed with the scent of Unison Wood carved into a hairpin on the table, it becomes a slow-acting hallucinogenic poison."

Wen Liangyu’s mind wasn’t very clear, and it took him a while to process her words, finally showing an expression of realization, and said slowly and faintly: "It really was him!"

"This wooden hairpin, was it given to you by Master Fan?"

Wen Liangyu took the hairpin, looking at it foolishly for a long time before heaving a long sigh, "No. On my birthday, my father brought this hairpin to me, saying it was my mother’s heirloom." He caressed the hairpin over and over, ultimately unable to bring himself to snap it in two.

A sense of heaviness filled her heart. No wonder he was so distressed, it seemed likely that the person who had set him up was his own biological father!

"Perhaps he doesn’t even know you have sweet-scented osmanthus here?" Ah, it would be strange if he didn’t know. Where in the world would such a coincidence occur?

"He doesn’t know?" Wen Liangyu’s eyes filled with shadows, his voice sharp: "How could he not? This flower was a gift from him three years ago; how could he not know?" He suddenly cracked a bitter smile, "Turns out that father started plotting against me three years ago. Ridiculously, I prided myself on being smarter than others, yet I was kept in the dark all along!"

"Haha, a failure, I’m just a failure! All these years, I thought helping father would make him ecstatic. Little did I know, in the end, I’m just a thorn in his side, an irritant he can’t wait to get rid of!" He was laughing and crying at the same time; by the end of his words, he gasped and his voice gradually subsided.

Ning Xiaoxian saw his dilated pupils and limp body and knew that the mixed poison was still taking effect on him. Now, with the additional blow to his mind and body, he was at his most vulnerable. She should offer some comfort by principle, but what they lacked most now was time!

So she grabbed Wen Liangyu’s shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Second Young Master Wen, what urgent matter did you call me for today?" She exerted a bit of force in her hand, so that Wen Liangyu could feel pain despite his daze.

As expected, he twitched, his eyes cleared up a bit, and after a long thought, he finally said: "I don’t know why exactly, perhaps in this city, you are the only outsider I’m familiar with. Under the effects of the poison these past few days, I’ve been lucid at times and confused at others. Today, while still of clear mind, I threw out the green coin to find you for help. But right after throwing it, I regretted it. You’re just an ordinary person; I shouldn’t drag you into this."

In this city, you are the only outsider I know. She mulled over this sentence and felt an increasing sense of desolation. The man before her had single-handedly brought prosperity to Rock City and should have enjoyed the status of ’a man known by all within the city walls.’ But who would have thought...

"I’ll take you out." She was capable of that; just shove this Half-demon into the God Demon Prison and it would be over. Her only concern was how to get out herself. Of course, Wen Liangyu would not think like that. In his eyes, despite Ning Xiaoxian’s mystery, she was, after all, a mortal.

His heart was filled with despair: "I don’t want to be a burden to you, Miss Ning, you should go."

Ning Xiaoxian said: "Forget it, I’ll deal with this pot of sweet-scented osmanthus first." She picked up the flowerpot and threw it into an empty spot in the God Demon Prison. How could she bear to discard such a treasure? Most importantly: "Changtian, what do you think?"

Changtian’s voice was cold and harsh: "He is already resigned to death. There’s no need for further talk with him, hurry and leave the residence, staying here is too dangerous." He didn’t care about the life and death of this Half-demon, but Ning Xiaoxian could not come to harm.

A chill went down her spine. Subjected to such a blow, was Wen Liangyu really so despairing that he no longer wished to live? Changtian was right; the wisest choice for her now was to turn around and leave Wen Residence, and better still, stay far away from Wen City. However, there was still a soft spot in her heart that made it impossible to leave Wen Liangyu to face death alone.

She turned back to Wen Liangyu and said softly: "The person scheming against you may not necessarily be City Lord Wen. Perhaps it’s Master Fan who has used him; it’s not impossible." Her words were more comforting than anything, after all, Master Fan had already taken mortals into his residence; City Lord Wen was neither deaf nor blind, how could he be unaware?

However, after hearing this, the dim light in Wen Liangyu’s eyes reignited like a drowning man grasping a lifeline. He pondered over and over and began to mutter, "That’s right, that’s right. It must be Uncle Fan’s doing; my father is but deceived, likely unaware. When he brought the wooden hairpin the other day, he was so affectionate and earnest, how could that be false?"

On any other day, with his meticulous mind, Wen Liangyu would not come up with such a scenario. But now, the flower poison had been in his system for too long, practically crippling his ability to think. He clung to the last bit of clarity in his spirit platform and had to accept whatever came his way, however wrongful.

"If you understand, that’s good. But how can you verify the truth if you don’t keep your life?" Ning Xiaoxian continued along his line of thinking, "If you agree, I’m about 70 percent certain I can take you out. We shouldn’t delay; it’s best to decide quickly." To take him to God Demon Prison, it was better to get his consent.

Wen Liangyu looked at her with surprise, uncertain where her confidence came from. Yet just as the word "okay" was about to be spoken, Changtian let out an angry snort: "Too late!"

Indeed, the next moment, a long laugh sounded from outside the courtyard: "Second Young Master Wen, Master Fan pays an impromptu visit, may I enter and have a chat?" Even if the voice carried laughter, it was cold as raw iron, the very person she dreaded — Master Fan.

Changtian quickly said: "Don’t bother with that Half-demon anymore. Taking him with you will only raise suspicions, hurry into the God Demon Prison!"

He wanted her to stand by as a spectator.

The Concealing Breath Array in the courtyard had already been removed; in just a few brief moments, Master Fan would discover an extra person inside. The slightest hint of suspicion from him would pose an extremely dreadful threat to her.

Yet at the same time, she witnessed Wen Liangyu’s expression.

Confronted with a formidable enemy, his senses sharpened significantly, but the light in his eyes faded again, and the smile that began to form at the corner of his lips was forcefully suppressed. The feeling of hope being cruelly shattered just as it arose submerged him in a sinking and repressed aura.

She had to admit, her sympathy was overflowing again. Ignoring Changtian’s objections, she removed the Demon Eye and placed it on Wen Liangyu’s neck amidst his astonished gaze. The necklace, resembling a clumsy toy for children, coupled with his current ordinary appearance, surely did not attract any attention.

"Don’t take it off." She pursed her red lips, saying silently. Second Young Master Wen must have understood because he nodded his head. Miss Ning was risking her life to help him, and Master Fan was right outside; he couldn’t reveal the fact that there was another person in the room. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and Monthly Ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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