In the dead of night, the sounds of cicadas and frogs could be heard.
In the night, a figure wearing a black night suit quietly approached the male dormitory under the cover of darkness. Finally, it stopped under the balcony of Song Shuhang's dormitory.
"It should be here." The black figure muttered to himself. Then, he jumped lightly and landed on the balcony of Song Shuhang's dormitory.
The height of the second floor of the male dormitory was 3.5 meters. Adding on the fence that was half a meter tall, it was four meters high. This black figure didn't need any assistance and jumped onto the balcony effortlessly.
With this kind of jumping ability, if he were to serve the country, he would definitely be a world champion. Jumping four meters without any assistance, no matter what level a high jumper was at, after seeing this result, they would all silently kneel with tears in their eyes.
Of course, it was more likely that people all over the world would suspect whether he had taken drugs or secretly installed some kind of advanced technology in his muscles.
The door of the dormitory's balcony was a floor-to-ceiling window. It was simple and beautiful.
The black figure first looked around vigilantly. After making sure that no one was paying attention, he took out a thin blade from his waist and inserted it into the gap of the floor-to-ceiling window.
He didn't seem to make any movements, but the lock of the floor-to-ceiling window was picked open. His lockpicking skill was already maxed out.
He gently pushed open the window and entered the room. His movements were gentle like a cat. The whole process didn't make a single sound.
In the bedroom, Song Shuhang was lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out. He was sleeping like a log.
In the morning, he helped Senior Medicine Master find a house and refined the Body Tempering Liquid.
After that, he learned basic fist techniques and meditation techniques. Before going home, he even fought with someone. Too many things happened today and exhausted his energy.
Now, even if someone came and slapped Song Shuhang, he wouldn't be able to wake up.
As a cultivator, Song Shuhang's experience and alertness were far from enough. He was still the best among rookies and needed more training.
Similarly, as a rookie who just entered the profession, you couldn't expect him to be like a cultivator who could listen to the wind blowing in all directions while sleeping.
The man in black stared at Song Shuhang for a while and compared the photo of 'Song Shuhang' in his mind with the young man in front of him to confirm his identity. "There's no mistake. It's him."
The other party didn't seem to notice his arrival. His infiltration was successful and surprisingly easy.
However, the black-clothed man still did not dare to relax, because the Altar Master was very wary of this ordinary youth, 'Song Shuhang'. Before he came, he had warned him to act according to the situation. If they were discovered by the other party, there was no need to think too much. Retreat immediately!
Therefore, from the moment the black-clothed man entered the room, he had been very careful, restrained his aura, and held his breath.
"Next, where is the Soul-sealing Ice Bead?" The man in black glanced around Song Shuhang. His main reason for sneaking into the dormitory was to bring back the legendary Reiki.
The room was not big, so he soon found his target — the Soul-sealing Ice Bead that sealed Reiki was hanging around Song Shuhang's neck like a pendant, unguarded.
The man in black was instantly excited.
"This mission was easier than I imagined. Awesome." The man in black was overjoyed. His target was sleeping so soundly, as if nothing could wake him up. He didn't look like an expert at all. He really couldn't understand why the Altar Master would be wary of such an ordinary person.
The man in black extended his left hand and touched the Soul-sealing Ice Bead on Song Shuhang's neck.
At this time, looking at the still sleeping Song Shuhang, his heart suddenly moved.
If he only retrieved Reiki … At most, it would be considered as completing the Altar Master's mission, and he would receive some rewards.
But what if he could bring back Song Shuhang's head?
Who knows, he might be able to obtain the Altar Master's appreciation and obtain a deeper cultivation technique!
Before long, he would be promoted and become a gold medal member of the organization. He would become the Altar Master's right-hand man and reach the pinnacle of life. He might even be able to obtain immortality like the Altar Master. Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
The man in black flipped his right hand, and a handleless blade slid out. He pinched it between his fingers. A murderous intent surfaced in his eyes. The blade in his right hand was aimed at Song Shuhang's throat, while his left hand continued to reach forward to grab the pendant.
As long as he got his hands on Reiki, his right hand would deliver a stab to this young man. Riches and glory would be his!
The man in black licked his lips, his heart filled with anticipation for the future.
Just as his hand was about to touch the pendant.
At this moment … he suddenly felt his body sink inexplicably, and an intense dizziness came from his head. It felt as if someone had stuck a shit stirrer into his head and stirred it ruthlessly. The splitting headache almost caused him to scream out in pain.
"What's going on?" He clenched his teeth and forcefully endured the scream.
At the same time, an ominous feeling welled up in his heart.
Sure enough, in the next moment, a heavy feeling of weakness surged through his body; it was accompanied by nausea and the urge to vomit. He lost his grip on the blade between his fingers and dropped it to the ground.
"This feeling, am I poisoned? Damn it, where is the poison? When did I get poisoned? "The man in black was shocked.
Having gone through all kinds of cruel training, he immediately understood that he was poisoned, and this poison was extremely overbearing. Once it acted up, he could not even mobilize the 'Blood Qi' in his heart acupoint, and his body quickly weakened.
He suddenly looked at Song Shuhang who was lying on the bed.
At this moment, he saw the corners of the sleeping Song Shuhang's mouth rise, revealing a trace of an evil smile. (Sweet smile?)
Not good!
"I've fallen into a trap!" The man in black made a prompt decision and quickly retreated. Taking advantage of the fact that his body had not collapsed, he flipped over from the balcony and left.
"Wah!" After landing, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the mask on his face.
He hurriedly took out a few antidote pills from his bosom, and swallowed them regardless of whether they were useful or not.
However, the dizziness in his head did not subside, and the weakness in his body continued to worsen. When he flipped over from the balcony, he felt that his legs were a little unstable, as if he had suffered some internal injuries.
The antidote did not work.
The man in black only felt that his brain was becoming more and more muddled due to the intense pain, like a drunkard who had lost his usual ability to judge.
No, I must immediately return to Altar Master's place and ask Altar Master to save me before the poison in my body completely erupts.
Thinking of this, he supported his poisoned body and quickly ran towards' Altar Master '.
This was undoubtedly a very wrong decision — — if his brain was still clear, he would definitely not go to Altar Master's place. This would only expose Altar Master's hiding place.
But at this moment, his brain was already a mess, and his survival instinct made him choose to go to Altar Master to ask for help.
… …
… …
Altar Master was temporarily staying in a hotel outside of University City.
He sat on a chair and emptied his mind, but the image of Medicine Master's sharp eyes with dark circles kept appearing in his mind. He could not get rid of those terrifying eyes from his mind.
Whenever he thought of those eyes, his body would become a little weak.
He did not dare to go near Medicine Master, nor could he come into contact with Song Shuhang who was with Medicine Master. He was unable to determine whether Song Shuhang was an 'expert' or a 'mortal'.
Only until late at night, when he found out that Song Shuhang and Medicine Master had separated, did he, driven by his desire for 'Reiki', send a newly trained subordinate to investigate Song Shuhang.
Because he was not sure of Song Shuhang's true strength, he could not bear to send a powerful subordinate over, lest he die in the other's hands. Training his subordinates was not easy, and it consumed a lot of money and time.
"Looking at the time, if I succeed, my subordinate should have already returned to report, right?" Altar Master thought in his heart. If he failed, then he would definitely die a tragic death.
The world of cultivators was far crueler than the world of mortals!
At this moment, a knock came from outside the room.
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