Jun Changxiao, who had taken the Netherworld Pill, was awakened by a bucket of cold water.
So, everything from the coffin explosion to Xi Jingxuan crying and running over was just a dream.
"Can you put your sword away now?" Miao Saifeng said.
It was her idea to pour cold water on him. Lu Qianqian deliberately used the ice element to make the water even colder.
As expected!
Jun Changxiao was awakened from his dream!
Clang!
Lu Qianqian sheathed her sword and said coldly, "Let's go back to the cell."
Miao Saifeng did not say anything. She followed Lu Qianqian back to the women's cell. On the way, she thought to herself, "There's actually a poison in this world that can make people enter a state of suspended animation. It's unbelievable."
Since Jun Changxiao was not dead, everyone in the Eternal Sect rejoiced. The sorrowful atmosphere that had been hanging in the air was swept away.
"Death isn't scary."
Jun Changxiao rested his chin on his hand as he sat in the main hall.
Wait!
What about the side mission?
He hurriedly opened the mission panel and found that the side mission was empty. However, he had 10,000 more contribution points than before. He muttered, "It seems that I completed the side mission when I faked my death."
The mission only gave him 10,000 contribution points. There was no reward. However, Jun Changxiao was very satisfied. After all, he could get contribution points just by sleeping. He would not mind if such a good thing happened 10,000 times.
"Patriarch."
Elder Wei said, "What's going on?"
If not for Miao Saifeng's diagnosis, he would have thought that the Patriarch was dead. However, he woke up after being splashed with cold water. This was unbelievable!
Jun Changxiao did not hide anything and told them about the Netherworld Pill.
When Elder Wei, Old Ding, and the others learned that one would enter a state of suspended animation after taking the pill, they all widened their eyes.
"Oh, right."
Jun Changxiao said, "Where's Palace Master Xi?"
At that time, the mission was urgent, so he didn't explain anything and just took the pill. That woman was sitting next to him, so she was probably scared out of her wits, right?
Elder Wei said, "Palace Master Xi has been placed in a temporary room."
…
The rooms of the Iron Bone Peak that were once used for disciples to live in had now been divided into guest residential areas.
Jun Changxiao walked in.
When Xi Jingxuan saw him, she was startled at first. Then, she took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes. "Jun Patriarch, you're still alive?"
"Yes." Gou Sheng smiled.
"You scared me to death!"
Xi Jingxuan clutched her chest. A bright smile appeared on her face, but her eyes were still red.
"I'm sorry."
Jun Changxiao said apologetically, "I've made Palace Master Xi worry."
Xi Jingxuan smiled carelessly and said, "As long as Jun Patriarch is fine."
"If you're not busy, you can stay here for a few more days," Jun Changxiao said.
Xi Jingxuan shook her head and said, "I've been out for many days. There are many things in the sect waiting for me to deal with."
She also wanted to stay in the Sect of All Times temporarily, but as the Sect Master, she had to shoulder her responsibilities.
On the same day.
Xi Jingxuan left with Leng Xingyue.
Jun Changxiao watched them leave before turning around to return.
Lu Qianqian appeared at the mountain gate at some point and said coldly, "The entire sect is heartbroken over the Patriarch, but you didn't say anything. Instead, you ran to apologize to Palace Master Xi."
"Uh …"
Gou Sheng was immediately embarrassed.
Lu Qianqian said, "In the future, if you pretend to be dead again, tell us in advance so that everyone won't worry about the Patriarch."
Indeed.
During the period of Jun Changxiao's' death ', even elder Wei, who had experienced great storms, was a little confused, let alone the disciples.
"The situation was urgent."
"I didn't care so much and just ate the Underworld Pill."
"I won't do it again!"
Jun Changxiao said in a self-reflecting tone.
Lu Qianqian said, "Miao Saifeng is very accomplished in the Way of Poison. Patriarch, you can consider recruiting her."
"Mm."
Jun Changxiao nodded.
To be able to detect the poison in his body and think of waking him up with cold water, she was definitely capable.
Although the Way of Poison was not elegant in the Falling Star Continent, once it reached a certain level, it would not be a problem to poison a Half-Sage or Wu Sheng.
The Sect of All Times lacked talents in the Way of Poison and also lacked a hall that focused on poison. If they could subdue Miao Saifeng, they could fill this gap.
…
"Creak."
The prison cell opened, and sunlight shone in.
"Shashasha!"
The spiders and scorpions scattered around fled.
Jun Changxiao walked in and looked at Miao Saifeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and said, "Have you gotten used to living here?"
"If I say I'm not used to it, will you let me go?"
"I won't."
"…"
Miao Saifeng did not say anything.
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and pinched a shivering spider in his hand, and said, "There are tens of thousands of poisons in the world. What Palace Master Miao knows is just the tip of the iceberg."
"For example …" Miao Saifeng said, "The poison that made you fake your death?"
Jun Changxiao did not comment, and said, "Actually, one of the ancestors of the Sect of All Times is quite knowledgeable in the Way of Poison. He once created a mantra called the Hundred Generations of Poison Scripture. Unfortunately, there was no talent in the Way of Poison, and it was abandoned in the Technique Pavilion."
"Hundred Generations of Poison Scripture?"
Miao Saifeng frowned slightly.
"Swoosh!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, and a secret manual fell on the bed. The words' Hundred Generations of Poison Scripture 'were engraved on the cover, and he said, "Since you are proficient in the Way of Poison, you should be able to understand it."
Miao Saifeng opened her eyes, and then picked up the secret manual. After flipping through a few pages, she stood there with a dazed expression.
This was an unfathomable Way of Poison Scripture!
If she could comprehend it, not only would she be able to increase her strength, but her use of poison would also reach the peak!
"Swoosh!"
Jun Changxiao raised his hand and sucked the Hundred Generations of Poison Scripture over, and said, "Submit to me, and this secret manual is yours."
"Of course."
"My Sect of All Times Poison Hall still lacks a Hall Master."
Miao Saifeng smiled.
No wonder he took the initiative to show her the secret manual. So this was his intention.
Jun Changxiao said, "My sect has already been promoted to a third-rate sect. Letting a fifth-rate sect leader become a Hall Master doesn't seem to be a bad deal, right?"
"I'll think about it."
"I'll give you three days."
After Jun Changxiao finished speaking, he turned around and left.
However, just as he was about to close the cell, he heard Miao Saifeng say, "I agree."
"…" Jun Changxiao was speechless.
When he tried to persuade Li Luoqiu back then, she also said that she would think about it, but in the end, she agreed immediately.
Could it be that this kind of mature woman would make a decision after thinking about things for a while?
"Palace Master Miao."
Jun Changxiao said, "Please hand over your soul origin."
This woman was an expert in using poison. He had to control her completely, or else she could not be trusted easily.
Miao Saifeng was really attracted by the Hundred Generations of Poison Scripture, so after hesitating for a while, she handed over her soul origin.
…
On the same day.
Jun Changxiao announced that the sect had established a Poison Hall, and Miao Saifeng would be the Hall Master.
Because there was no single peak for the time being, the Poison Hall's entrance was temporarily located on Drizzle Peak.
In this peak, there was already a mature woman who used to be an assassin, and now there was a mature woman who used to be a poison master. This was definitely the most terrifying combination of women in the world.
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