That night in the Poison Sect's forbidden grounds, Lil Thing had chased after the man into the abyss to save him. But for some reason, it didn't fall into the abyss, but ended up in this space instead.
The poisonous creatures in this space all looked strange, like jellyfish in the sea. They looked both like plants and animals. Lil Thing didn't know what they were, only that the stench they gave off was worse than rotting corpses. The stench made Lil Thing throw up a few times, but it slowly got used to it after a while.
Lil Thing called this terrifying space the Black Space.
Although this space didn't look like a poison storage space, and Lil Thing couldn't sense what was going on outside, Lil Thing still considered this space to be a poison storage space. But Lil Thing could only treat it as a poison storage space. It really didn't know what else in this world could trap it like this besides a poison storage space.
Because Lil Thing had recognized Mama Yunxi as its master, it had a master-servant contract. Unless Mama Yunxi intentionally restricted it, it could enter and exit her poison storage space as it pleased.
If it was another direct descendant of the Poison Sect, Lil Thing wouldn't be able to enter and exit freely. Only when Lil Thing's cultivation was higher than the poison storage space's owner's would it be able to enter and exit freely. Otherwise, it would be under the control of the owner.
As for Lil Thing's cultivation, if its fangs were fully recovered, its cultivation would be the highest in the Poison Sect. No one would be able to match it. After all, no one could cure the poison fangs' blood!
Unfortunately, its vitality had been greatly damaged after Mama Yunxi had taken its blood to save someone. Add that to its injuries on Celestial Mountain, and it couldn't recover in a few short years no matter how much nourishment it took. To this day, Lil Thing still didn't know who Mama Yunxi had taken its blood to save. Every time it thought about it, it wanted nothing more than to bite that person.
Unable to fully recover, Lil Thing could only eat poisonous plants to nourish its body while borrowing Mama Yunxi's strength to cultivate.
When Mama Yunxi had broken through to the second level of the poison storage space, it was all because of Lil Thing's recovery. Thus, from then on, Lil Thing and Mama Yunxi's cultivation complemented each other and influenced each other.
Mama Yunxi hadn't cultivated much during this time, but Lil Thing had been working hard to cultivate in the Black Space. It was precisely because it was working so hard that it affected Mama Yun Xi and made her feel tired.
Since the first day it was locked up, Lil Thing had never stopped cultivating. It only stopped when it sensed that Mama Yunxi couldn't withstand the intensity of its cultivation and fell into a coma.
It was an undying and indestructible poisonous beast, while Mama Yun Xi was a mortal. Her endurance naturally couldn't be compared.
At this moment, the little thing was curled up in a dark corner. Its big tail was curled up to its neck and curled up like a hand hugging it.
From the first day it was locked up, it had been cultivating day and night like a madman. It had even forgotten the time. Now that she suddenly stopped, she realized that she didn't know how long she had been locked in here before she remembered her young master.
Is Young Master … well?
Falling into the abyss, how could one survive?
It didn't dare to think about it, but it couldn't help but think about it. The more it thought about it, the more scared it became. It could only make itself busy, so busy that it did not have the time to think too much.
It was certain that the black-clothed assassin that night was not Long Da Long, but his swordsmanship was on par with Long Da Long's. It felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity towards that black-clothed assassin, but it couldn't put its finger on it. It had felt the same at Medical City's banquet as well.
Could it be that the black-clothed assassin was a direct descendant of the Poison Sect? Was that why it felt so unfamiliar? And the black space it was trapped in belonged to the black-clothed assassin?
Lil Thing had a keen sense of smell and could smell the scent of every person. However, there was only one way to determine if the black-clothed assassin was a direct descendant of the Poison Sect — smell the scent of blood.
Lil Thing racked its brains, but couldn't figure it out. If the black-clothed assassin was a direct descendant of the Poison Sect, why didn't he acknowledge Mama Yunxi?
These questions were too complicated, and Lil Thing would get a headache if it thought too long. But if it didn't think about these questions, what else could it think about?
Even if it couldn't cultivate, it had to keep its head busy. That way, it wouldn't miss the young master.
As long as it closed its eyes, it could pretend that the world was dark.
Could it pretend that the young master was fine as long as it didn't think about him?
But there was only so much it could ponder about the black-clothed assassin's identity. There was nothing left to ponder about!
Lil Thing crawled to its feet and began to spin in circles. It spun faster and faster until its tail and head were about to connect.
What should it do? It couldn't help but think of the young master again. Of that bright moon night when the young master was injured and fell into the abyss. He was as frail as a butterfly, broken into pieces and drifting away with the wind …
No!
The little thing that was rapidly spinning suddenly stopped! It had to keep itself busy again, so busy that it couldn't think.
Eat!
Besides cultivating, it could also eat. It could eat with all its heart and soul, eating until it became dizzy.
Without any hesitation, Lil Thing flew to a nearby vine.
This vine was especially vigorous. It grew next to a large tree, but completely submerged it. Each of its leaves was as big as an adult's palm, and a sticky yellowish-brown liquid constantly seeped out of them. It was a kind of venom that dripped to the ground.
And the entire vine looked like it was suffering from a serious illness, with pus constantly flowing out. It was very disgusting.
Lil Thing climbed up the tree without hesitation, allowing the disgusting mucus to stain its snow white fur.
Once it was on the tree, the stench became even stronger. Who knew that Lil Thing would bury its head in the dense leaves, crazily gnawing on them.
Not long after, Lil Thing raised its head and vomited. But, once it finished vomiting, it continued to gnaw. After vomiting a few times, it stopped vomiting.
It wasn't like it didn't eat continuously for days and nights. It didn't care even if the sky collapsed.
Pretend, these poisonous things were delicious food. Pretend, as long as it was busy, it wouldn't think too much. Pretend, as long as it didn't think too much, the bad things wouldn't happen.
Lil Thing just ate and ate like this. It didn't know how much these poisonous things would affect it in the future.
Lil Thing's appetite was very big. In just one day, it had eaten all the poisonous things around it. The owner of this black space could obviously sense it.
But, he could only imprison Lil Thing in the space and couldn't do anything else to it.
Lil Thing hoped that Mama Yunxi would wake up quickly and rest so that it could continue to cultivate.
Cultivation was the only way for it to escape the black space.
Mama Yunxi was about to break through the third level of the poison storage space. She just needed an opportunity, a helping hand. Lil Thing also hoped that Mama Yunxi would quickly advance to the third level. As long as it could, it would be able to completely connect with Mama Yunxi's mind and communicate with her soul.
At this time, Han Yunxi was unconscious and didn't know how hard Lil Thing was working. Long Fei Ye and Gu Beiyue didn't know either.
They had already left the teahouse and were on their way to the Hundred Poisons Sect. Long Fei Ye watched over Han Yunxi day and night. Gu Beiyue and Baili Mingxiang sat in the same carriage. He frowned and didn't say a word. Baili Mingxiang didn't disturb him, but was filled with worry as well.
Day after day passed, but Han Yunxi still didn't wake up. The closer they got to the Hundred Poisons Sect, the more nervous everyone grew.
One afternoon, while they were resting by the stream, Long Fei Ye received some bad news.
Long Tianmo had been invited to Western Qin by Emperor Kangcheng to publicly express his support for the alliance between Eastern and Western Qin against the Hundred Poisons Sect.
"Support us?" Gu Beiyue smiled. "That's not Long Tianmo's true goal."
"He and Emperor Kangcheng want to act as witnesses for the alliance between Eastern and Western Qin so that they can figure out the true cause of the civil war," Long Fei Ye said.
Not only did the Eastern and Western Qin imperial clans have their own versions of the cause of the Great Qin Empire's civil war, but the rest of Cloud Realm Continent had their own theories as well. No one knew which was the true cause, or which of the two imperial clans was the true victim, or which was the true culprit behind the destruction of the Great Qin Empire.
Ever since Myriad Merchant Hall announced the alliance between Eastern and Western Qin, Long Fei Ye and Han Yunxi had teamed up to capture Bai Yanqing, the topic had once again become a hot topic in Cloud Realm Continent.
After all, Eastern, Western Qin and Eastern Qin occupied half of Cloud Realm Continent. This matter directly affected the future of the continent, so who wouldn't pay attention or be curious? Moreover, many people were curious to know who would emerge victorious after the former couple, Long Fei Ye and Han Yunxi, turned against each other.
"Act as witnesses, now that's interesting."
Gu Beiyue was about to continue when Long Fei Ye's eyes flashed viciously. Cold, he said, "That depends on whether they have the skills to see it!"
The Hundred Poisons Sect was located within Western Zhou's borders. Had Emperor Kangcheng invited Long Tianmo as the host, or had Long Tianmo sought him out of his own accord? Both Western Zhou and Tianning had long been exhausted from last year's war. It would take them at least five or ten years before they had enough troops and money to wage a war.
But Long Tianmo and Emperor Kangcheng were still so restless that they wanted to get involved in the enmity between Eastern and Western Qin.
"It looks like Emperor Kangcheng is going to do his part as a host," Gu Beiyue said helplessly.
As expected, Long Feiye received news the next day that Emperor Kang Cheng, as the host, had sent invitations to Medical and Medicine City, inviting them to witness the ceremony together.
"What a joke!"
Even someone as benevolent as Gu Beiyue found it ironic. Who in the world knew that Medical and Medicine City had long been under Han Yunxi's control? Wasn't Emperor Kangcheng's actions superfluous? Medical and Medicine City didn't need his invitation even if they wanted to go.
"What's Kangcheng planning?" Long Fei Ye began to wonder.
Emperor Kangcheng didn't necessarily want to invite Medical and Medicine City. On the contrary, he wanted to make a big fuss so that even if he and Han Yunxi captured Bai Yanqing, they couldn't interrogate him in private. They could only interrogate him in public.
This matter wouldn't affect Western Zhou much. Why would Emperor Kangcheng worry about such things if he wanted to protect them?
"Ask Chu Tianyin what Kang Cheng's motives are!" Long Feiye instructed coldly. After Gu Beiyue returned, he naturally left the task of contacting Chu Tianyin to him.
Long Fei Ye returned to the carriage to stand guard by Han Yunxi's side. He took her hand and pressed it against his lips, looking even quieter than she was.
There were still three days left until the deadline on their letter of challenge. Would Han Yunxi wake up in time?
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