"Come in." The Altar Master said in a low voice.
However, there was only a 'dong' sound from outside the door, and then there was no more sound.
The Altar Master frowned. He reached out his hand and pulled out a short blade from his coat. Then, he carefully approached the door and looked outside through the peephole.
Outside the door, he saw the subordinate he sent out leaning against the door, motionless. There was no one behind him.
Did he succeed?
However, the Altar Master felt something was wrong. He quickly opened the door and tensed up his muscles, ready to fight at any time.
When the door opened, the subordinate who was originally leaning against the door suddenly fell towards him.
The Altar Master reached out and pulled him into the room.
He carefully looked outside the door again to make sure there was no one else.
"What happened?" He looked at the subordinate in his hand and asked sternly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Altar Master felt his hand sink. The subordinate in his hand twitched and fell to the ground softly.
The Altar Master immediately pressed his hand on the subordinate's wrist. His pulse had already stopped beating, and the blood in his heart acupoint had dissipated — — completely dead? He didn't even have the time to say a word!
He frowned and examined the corpse of his subordinate.
There was no trace of injury on the subordinate's body, nor were there any signs of a struggle. Only the mask on his face had blood on it.
The Altar Master carefully used the short blade to lift the mask and saw his subordinate's green face. His eyes were wide open and filled with blood vessels, and there was even a fishy stench of blood flowing out of his mouth.
The blood was mixed with a fishy stench. When the Altar Master accidentally smelled the fishy stench, he suddenly felt dizzy.
"It's poison!"
The subordinate died from being poisoned, and this poison was extremely tyrannical! It actually melted into his subordinate's blood, turning all of his blood into poisonous blood. Now, even the fishy stench emitted from his subordinate's poisonous blood contained the poison.
The Altar Master hurriedly swallowed an antidote and circulated his True Qi to expel the poison from his body.
It was only a second poison, but it was already so tyrannical. How terrifying would the poison itself be?
"That Song Shuhang really isn't an ordinary person."
Damn it, all that 'Jiangnan University City's first year student', 'a youth who just turned eighteen', 'parents are still alive, and treats people kindly' were all fake news.
Especially that damned 'gentle person'. How could someone who would use such a lethal poison be a gentle person?
This information was all used by Song Shuhang to disguise his identity. It was certain that he … was training in the mortal world!
F * ck his mama, why did they have to make the Worldly Trials so realistic? What the f * ck!
"Damn it, I can't expel this poison!" The Altar Master clenched his teeth. The poison in his body had actually taken root in his body, and it was very difficult to expel. If he wanted to completely remove the poison in his body, he would have to go into seclusion.
But he had no time now.
This stupid subordinate, even after being poisoned, he still came all the way here. What a pig-like teammate, he was leading the way for the opponent!
Perhaps Song Shuhang had already chased after his subordinates and was rushing over here.
This was not a place to stay for long!
Altar Master organized his belongings as fast as he could.
Before he left, he sprinkled some Corpse Decomposing Liquid on the corpses of his subordinates to destroy the corpses.
After everything was done, the Altar Master covered his nose and mouth and jumped out of the hotel window. Under the cover of the night, he jumped a few times and left the hotel.
There was a change of plans. After the poison in his body was expelled, he had to think of other ways to contact this' Song Qianbei 'and exchange for Reiki.
The night … was still very long.
In the night, some people were happy, some people were distressed, some people were sad … life was full of variations!
* * * * * *
June 6th, 5: 00 in the morning.
Song Shuhang opened his eyes, full of energy.
After opening his eyes, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
After going through Body Tempering, his sense of smell was much sharper than ordinary people. A faint smell of blood condensed in the air without dissipating.
Moreover, the bedroom door was actually open. In June, when Song Shuhang and his other three roommates were sleeping, they definitely wouldn't open the bedroom door. This was because this season was the period when mosquitoes were the most rampant. If they didn't have the resolve to sacrifice themselves to the mosquitoes, they wouldn't open the door to sleep.
"Have Tubo and the others returned?" Song Shuhang guessed in his heart.
But when he looked around, he didn't see any sign of his roommates.
Through the bedroom door, he could vaguely see that the balcony door was also open.
"Did we encounter a thief?" Song Shuhang's heart tightened. This wasn't the first time he encountered a thief in the boys' dormitory, especially those who lived on the second floor. This was the floor that thieves especially liked to visit.
Not good, Song Shuhang turned over and jumped up. He was too lacking in vigilance! In his storage cabinet, there were 21 sets of medicinal ingredients for the 'Body Tempering Liquid'. These were things that money couldn't buy.
If these medicinal ingredients were stolen, he would definitely cry himself to sleep in the toilet.
When he got up, Song Shuhang's gaze was fixed on the ground. There, there was a handleless blade. It was abnormally sharp and emitted a cold light.
This was a sharp, thin blade without a handle. It should be clipped between the fingers or used with other tools. In order to use this kind of blade, a certain level of skill was needed. Only an expert could use it. This blade was definitely not used to cut fruits. It was a murderous blade that killed without spilling blood.
A thief wouldn't be able to use it and wouldn't have the strength to use this kind of weapon.
Coupled with the smell of blood in the air … the other party wasn't a thief!
If it wasn't for money, then it was for life?
Then who did the other party want to kill?
Who else could it be … he was the only one in the dormitory. Moreover, his three roommates were only ordinary university students. It was unlikely that a killer would come to deal with them.
A fatal calamity.
In an instant, Song Shuhang's heart beat several beats faster.
He picked up the blade on the ground. Thousands of thoughts surged in his mind, and his heart couldn't calm down.
He remembered that when he was sleeping like a pig yesterday, someone came over and wanted to stab him with a knife. He immediately felt a wave of fear. Although he didn't know why the other party didn't kill him, he wandered around the line between life and death!
Even if he had already started building his foundation, two days ago he was still an ordinary university student. Suddenly encountering someone who wanted to kill him, it would be strange if he could be as calm as a senior cultivator!
However, Song Shuhang only let himself be confused for three breaths of time before he silently used the 《True Self Meditation Scripture》 to force himself to calm down.
"From the moment I chose to become a cultivator, I wasn't even afraid of death." Song Shuhang opened his eyes, and his mind became even more resolute.
When he said these words and strengthened his awareness as a cultivator, the 《True Self Meditation Scripture》 moved and advanced to the next level. The 'true self' in his consciousness emitted an otherworldly aura. This was the 'true self' recognizing itself once again. It was no longer an ordinary person, but a cultivator!
When he opened his eyes again, Song Shuhang lightly pressed his heart.
His heartbeat … was still a little fast, but it wasn't fear.
This was a kind of joy that came from the depths of his heart!
The other party's assassination, this feeling of possibly facing death, made him feel … very interesting!
Even if he was the one being assassinated. However, this kind of thing that wouldn't happen in the 'script' of an ordinary university student's world truly made him feel entertained and happy.
In that instant, Song Shuhang wondered if there was something wrong with his brain.
"If it's really someone who wants to take my life, perhaps … it's related to the guy who was searching for information about me at school the day before yesterday."
Song Shuhang pondered, his fingers playing with the handleless blade. The blade shuttled back and forth between his fingers like a dancing butterfly.
When he heard from Zhuge Yue that someone was searching for information about him, he thought about the other party's identity.
"Delinquents outside of school can be excluded. After all, they're just ordinary students, and they live in a society governed by law. It's impossible for them to hire an assassin just because of a small conflict — if delinquents were this powerful, the world would have been unified long ago. "
"In addition, the possibility of them following Medicine Master isn't high. Most of the people following Medicine Master have something to ask of him. Unless it's someone with an extreme personality, they would think of kidnapping me to threaten Medicine Master. But this possibility is too low. "
"Apart from this … there's only the incident with Jouko Hagi." Song Shuhang pulled out his pendant and looked at the 'Soul Sealing Ice Bead' on it.
The ice bead emitted a cool aura, making his brain more agile, and his mind more agile.
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