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Chapter 35

Words:1728Update:22/06/27 09:48:27

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Hou Qing and Liu San reacted quickly and were not stung by the bees, but Qian Tong, who had been stung several times by the bees, was feeling dizzy and weak. If it weren't for Hou Qing pulling him up, he would have already passed out. The stung places on his face and body were already swollen horribly. Bee venom was powerful, especially this kind of venom that had been transformed into a demon, it was a hundred times more powerful.

If it was an ordinary person, they would have died immediately after being stung. Qian Tong had been stung seven or eight times, but the fact that he was still alive was already because of his profound cultivation.

"Alright, the bees have flown back …"

After fleeing for a good dozen miles, Liu San shouted in a low voice, indicating that Hou Qing could stop.

Squatting down to examine Hou Qing's wound, Yang Kai couldn't help but frown. He took out an antidote from his pocket and applied it to Hou Qing's wound before injecting his Spiritual Qi into Hou Qing's body. Soon, translucent pus began to flow out from the wound and the swelling gradually subsided. However, Qian Tong was still unconscious and his face was a frightening yellow, as if he had lost a great deal of Vitality.

"How long until he wakes up?"

Hou Qing sat on the side and asked in a deep voice.

Liu San sighed, "The poison has been detoxified and he will wake up soon, but …"

Hou Qing raised his eyebrows, "But what?"

Liu San sighed, "This bee venom is too powerful. Although I used the Dao Sect's antidote to remove the poison, it is not targeted. The remaining poison in his body can't be quickly eliminated, and after he wakes up, I'm afraid his body will be weak …"

Hou Qing was startled, anxiously asking, "How much of his cultivation is left?"

Liu San shook his head, "Thirty percent is good!"

"Hateful little bastard!"

Hou Qing punched his hand, his voice filled with hatred.

How could he have imagined that such an inconspicuous little brat would escape from his hands, causing his two helpers to lose their lives in the river fish and the other to be poisoned and unconscious?

After a while, Liu San hesitated, "Senior Brother Hou, now there are only the two of us left, and we have no bait. That Withered Python is a fourth-rank monster beast, its skin is impenetrable, and it has powerful toad venom. Once its poison is released, all plants and trees will wither. I'm afraid our chances of killing it are less than fifty percent. Why don't we return to the Dao Sect this time …"

Hou Qing was furious and shouted in a low voice, "You can't! We've already spent a lot of money on this trip. We've been carefully selected from the executive disciples in the Talisman Hall, and we've finally obtained this mission with the lowest difficulty and generous rewards. We originally thought that we could succeed in one fell swoop by sacrificing an unknown disciple. Who would have thought that we'd lose a disciple before we even saw the Demonic Toad? Damn it, if we include that brat, the Dao Sect will think that we have lost two people. No matter what, they will judge that we have failed. Not to mention rewards, there will even be punishment. Moreover, our evaluation in the hearts of the elders will be extremely low. It will be difficult for us to develop in the future … "

Liu San was also silent, knowing that Hou Qing was telling the truth, he also didn't want to go back like this.

Even if they returned and pushed the responsibility of Zhao Zhi's death to Fang Xing, it would still be difficult to obtain the Dao Sect.

The two were silent for a long time.

After a long time, Hou Qing suddenly asked, "Can we still catch that little brat?"

Liu San shook his head with a bitter smile, saying, "I can't track him. I didn't expect that little brat to be so ruthless, throwing his clothes into the hornet's nest to frame us. He only has this set of clothes, does he want to run around naked in this forest? I was able to track him just now because of the smell of black mud on his Daoist robe. Now that he has thrown away his Daoist robe, I can't sense any clues … "

Hou Qing pondered for a long time, suddenly stood up with his sword, slowly walking towards Qian Tong.

Liu San was greatly startled, saying in a low voice, "Senior Brother Hou, what do you want to do?"

Hou Qing sneered, lightly saying, "Qian Tong is a third-grade talent, has no power, no background, and has a violent temper, often quarrelling with others. For the sake of the Dao Sect's resources, he has robbed many people. He doesn't have many friends in the Dao Sect, but he has many enemies … If he dies, although the trouble will be greater than that little brat, it won't cause too much trouble …"

Saying this, he coldly glanced at Liu San, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

Liu San was stunned, looking at Hou Qing as if he had just met him, eyes full of panic.

Hou Qing also coldly looked at him, the long sword in his hand lightly humming, a clear light flickering.

After a long time, Liu San suddenly let out a long sigh, saying, "I can't bear to see this kind of thing, go to the side to relieve yourself!"

Saying this, he lightly waved his hand, slowly walking towards the back of the forest.

At this time, the seemingly sleeping Qian Tong suddenly roared, turning over, and at some point, forming a spell.

A small flying sword whizzed over and swiftly slashed at Hou Qing. "Hou Qing, you actually want to use me as bait …" he roared hoarsely.

"I knew you were awake!"

Hou Qing shouted, suddenly stretching out his left palm, his five fingers pressing against the air. Qian Tong's flying sword that was stabbing towards him was actually stopped by an invisible spiritual force in his palm, suddenly stagnating in the air, unable to move forward. Hou Qing clenched his fist, crushing the spiritual force Qian Tong had attached to the flying sword, leaving the flying sword in his hand.

At this time, Fang Xing didn't know that in order to save time, Hou Qing had given up on using him as bait and instead decided to capture Qian Tong. After hearing the screams of the hornets nearby, Yang Kai waited for half an hour or so before quietly sneaking back to investigate, only to find that the beehive had fallen to the ground and there were many hornet corpses scattered around, as well as traces of people quickly leaving.

Knowing that his plan had succeeded, Yang Kai was quite proud, but he was also unwilling to let Hou Qing and the others go, so he followed the traces they left behind. This wasn't difficult to find. Hou Qing and the others had left in a hurry, destroying a large number of vines and branches, leaving a clear escape route. Moreover, at regular intervals, hornet corpses could be seen, allowing Yang Kai to determine the correct direction.

After another half an hour, Yang Kai finally found the place where Hou Qing and the others had rested. After waiting for a while and confirming that there was no one there, Yang Kai went over and saw some empty bottles of Dao Sect Detoxification Powder on the ground, as well as some bloodstains. Fang Xing frowned, thinking that it was normal for there to be Detoxification Powder here, but how could a hornet sting cause blood?

After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up, thinking, "Could it be that they were fighting amongst themselves?"

He faintly felt that with Hou Qing's temperament, it wouldn't be strange for him to act against his own people.

He resolutely decided to follow them and take a look. If it really was Hou Qing and the others who intended to kill the Withered Python Toad, then he would follow them and see if there was a chance to take advantage of the fact that both sides were injured to kill them all in one fell swoop and reap the benefits.

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