Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 801: Poison in the Wine

Chapter 801: Chapter 801: Poison in the Wine

Ling Xiao retracted his Qi Sword and coldly turned to walk towards his seat.

Hua Yu dared not act rashly. Though the Sacred Emperor favored him, he knew the difference between good and bad—at a time like this, not giving face to the Sacred Emperor meant that no one could save him.

"This Ling Xiao is the lead Core Disciple of the Moon Hua Sect, who shone brilliantly in today’s Martial Arts festival’s final and even defeated Jian Wuji, one of the Sixth Young Masters of Holy Dynasty."

In the grand hall, besides the Twenty Heavenly Prides, there were also the progeny of the Sacred Emperor, including several princes of the Sacred Dynasty and a few high ministers.

Thus, it was natural for him to introduce Ling Xiao.

After the Sacred Emperor finished speaking, except for those who already knew of this matter, others displayed a look of surprise on their faces.

For various reasons, they had not attended the Martial Arts festival’s finals and only knew that Jian Wuji had been defeated, without knowing exactly who had defeated him.

To think it was Ling Xiao, a disciple from the fallen Moon Hua Sect?

Many recalled their previous contempt for Ling Xiao and the Moon Hua Sect.

Defeating Jian Wuji indicated that this young man possessed exceptional talent, and as long as he survived, he would undoubtedly become a significant figure on the Heavenly Dragon Continent. It would be wise not to offend such a person.

Even some suspected that the Sacred Emperor’s close relationship with Ling Xiao was an attempt to win him over.

"Ha, just a Transcendent Realm Martial Artist who luckily defeated Jian Wuji, isn’t the Sacred Emperor overestimating him a bit?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a cold expression.

Ling Xiao did not recognize this man, nor did he understand where he had offended him, causing his brows to furrow slightly.

"General Saxon speaks the truth. Defeating Jian Wuji is all well and good, but to be so arrogant and dismiss all the heroes under heaven, one might think he was the top expert of the Heavenly Dragon Continent."

Hua Yu also chimed in with a laugh.

"General Saxon?"

Upon hearing this surname, Ling Xiao began to understand—a connection to the Heavenly King Sect, perhaps.

"Should we say that you, a man over sixty and just a complete-phase Heavenly Pulse Warrior, are a waste?"

Ling Xiao retorted with a cold laugh.

"You!"

General Saxon’s face suddenly turned red.

Though Ling Xiao’s words were sharp, they were the truth.

"Hahaha, Young Master Ling, don’t mind General Saxon and Hua Yu. They are straightforward people; their words need not be taken to heart. They’re just a bit upset to see you so glorified."

The Sacred Emperor stepped in to mediate once more.

However, to Ling Xiao, it seemed the Sacred Emperor was deliberately allowing General Saxon and Hua Yu to provoke him.

Though uncertain of the Sacred Emperor’s motives, Ling Xiao’s impression of him was not as favorable as it had been at the beginning.

"I’ll heed your decree!"

Ling Xiao, adhering to the principle of courtesy before belligerence, first gave the Sacred Emperor face.

After all, he did not want to offend the Sacred Emperor, because if he did, it would require intervention from the Moon Lady, and even if she could defeat the Sacred Emperor, she would likely be injured.

Ling Xiao definitely did not want the Moon Lady to get hurt.

"Come now, let us not dwell on unpleasant matters. Let’s all raise our glasses. This banquet has no other purpose than to honor the Sacred Dynasty’s future hope—the Twenty Heavenly Prides!"

At that moment, the Sacred Emperor burst out laughing and raised his glass.

Ling Xiao glanced at the cup on the table. The drink was the color of amber—a rare "Amber Wine" said to be made from a plethora of exquisite ingredients, available only within the Imperial Palace and not for sale outside.

He picked up the glass and gently sniffed it—the fragrance alone was indeed intoxicating.

The wine was poisoned!

Ling Xiao was shocked.

Was the Sacred Emperor really resorting to such despicable measures to deal with him?

Is this necessary?

He didn’t quite understand, so he activated his Mountain and River Martial Soul and analyzed the wine in his cup. Then he understood everything.

The drug in the wine wasn’t a poison, as it wouldn’t kill a person, but would slowly dissipate a martial artist’s power.

This slow rate was almost imperceptible until accelerated during combat.

From this, it was clear that someone didn’t want him to continue winning in the final round of the Martial Arts Festival, so they resorted to such despicable methods.

Was it the Sacred Emperor?

Or someone else?

Ling Xiao couldn’t be sure yet, but he had to drink the wine, otherwise, it would be seen as a lack of respect towards the Sacred Emperor, and that would cause even more trouble.

Fortunately, he was immune to all poisons, and such a trivial dispersal drug couldn’t affect him.

With this in mind, he drank the wine in one gulp.

The toxins in a cup of wine were limited after all; he quickly cleansed them, but just as he was about to make an excuse to leave, General Saxon stood up.

"Young Master Ling, I must apologize for earlier, this cup is to honor you!"

His attitude suddenly became friendly.

However, Ling Xiao knew that this rascal probably felt that the toxins in one cup weren’t enough and wanted Ling Xiao to drink a few more cups before he would rest.

It seemed that there was a problem with the wine, and this General Saxon was certainly involved.

"Honor me with a drink? You are not worthy!"

Ling Xiao glanced indifferently at Saxon and did not pick up the wine he offered.

His voice was cold and indifferent, utterly disrespectful towards Saxon.

"Although I am merely a disciple of the Moon Hua Sect, I am still better than a parasite of the Sacred Dynasty like you!"

His words were harsh.

And they weren’t without reason.

Ever since he learned of his surname, he remembered something Lin Ze had told him before. There was a luxuriant general in the Sacred Dynasty named Saxon Zui, who had never had any military achievements. He indulged in pleasure and climbed up the ranks smoothly.

His current position was far above Lin Ze’s.

Things like kidnapping girls, conspiring with Outer Clans, and framing the loyal and good were never in short supply.

Historically, whatever a treacherous official could do, he had virtually done it all.

Relying on his brothers, Saxon Zun and Saxon Xuan, aside from the Royal Family, he had provoked nearly everyone else in the Holy City.

Thinking of this made Ling Xiao feel nauseated.

Not to mention the poison in the wine, even without it, he had no intention of clinking glasses with such a person.

Saxon Zui’s face looked extremely unpleasant.

He had previously mocked Ling Xiao as just a petty disciple of the Moon Hua Sect, yet now when he offered a drink to this petty disciple, he was rebuked and deemed unworthy.

Wasn’t that claiming that he, Saxon Zui, a general of the dynasty, was even lower in status than a little disciple of the Moon Hua Sect?

It was a humiliation indeed.

Many people in the great hall showed a mocking expression. As long as it didn’t concern them, they were just here for the drama.

Of course, people like Joshua Long were actually nervous for Ling Xiao.

Daring to speak like this in front of the Sacred Emperor to a general, his Brother Ling really was audacious, but he admired it.

What he didn’t know was that Ling Xiao had acted this way out of necessity.

The drug in the wine was extremely potent. One cup required a huge amount of Heavenly Origin Power to neutralize, and another cup would indeed result in poisoning.

Under these circumstances, Ling Xiao had no choice but to directly confront Saxon Zui.

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