Ye Tianze originally wanted to go to Zhu Que City to bid farewell to Zhu Que, but he eventually dismissed the idea.
He knew that Zhu Que wouldn't come here to send him off, so there was no need for him to look for Zhu Que. This was because she wasn't a woman who placed love first. As the guardian of the Southern Land, she knew her duty very well. She was the one who carried the burden forward.
Ye Tianze didn't bid farewell to anyone as he secretly boarded Zhao Mingcong's flying shuttle and left Heavenly South City. He knew that this departure might take many years before he could return.
"Are you really not going to send him off?" Fifty kilometers outside Heavenly South City, two people stood on a mountaintop as they watched the flying shuttle leave.
One of them was Lan Yuheng who had just returned from Zhu Que City, while the other was Zhu Que.
Now, Lan Yuheng had become an envoy between Heaven Fey City and Heavenly South City. He was in charge of communicating with Jubao Hall and the Fey regarding trade.
"Time is of the essence. He will understand me," said Zhu Que. "After this batch of resources is delivered, everything in Heaven Fey City will be settled, right?"
"Isn't that so?" Lan Yuheng said with a smile. "Once the trade route with the Fey is cleared, my Jubao Hall won't need to be sneaky anymore."
"Cherish these ten years." Zhu Que said. "Perhaps, in less than ten years, the Southern Land will face the most powerful attack from the Fey. When that happens … it won't be as easy as before."
"Sister-in-law, you are indeed in love with Boss. Even the way you speak is identical," said Lan Yuheng with a smile.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Aren't you afraid that I'll seal your mouth?" Zhu Que said in a peeved tone.
"Sister-in-law, don't pretend. My Boss likes you. It's not a matter of a day or two. That battle must have been decided between the two of you. Besides … seeing how dejected my Boss was when he returned, he must have lost to you. As for how he lost to you …" Lan Yuheng said with a cheeky smile.
Zhu Que raised her hand and sealed his mouth. She said, "I'm returning to Zhu Que City!"
"Wu Wu Wu Wu …" Lan Yuheng was muffled, but no one knew what he was saying.
"The seal will be undone in two hours." Zhu Que's voice came from afar, but she was already gone.
On the shuttle to the Dragon Taming Realm.
"Did you see that? This is the best shuttle of my Zhao family. It's a top-grade immortal tool. The entire Zhao family only has one. It can travel seven thousand miles a day," Zhao Mingcong said proudly.
He had already prepared food and wine on the shuttle. He raised his wine cup and said, "This is the wine of the Western Land. It's as red as blood. It's brewed from high-grade blood grapes. Try it. Compared to the Fierce West Wind of your Southern Land, it's a lot better."
Ye Tianze looked at the bright red liquid in the bronze wine cup. He took a sip and said, "It's only so-so."
"Barbarians are barbarians. What's so good about the Fierce West Wind? It's incomparably spicy. It's only for a group of barbarians." Zhao Mingcong said, "I really don't understand why my Boss would stay in the Southern Land and drink such a hard to swallow wine."
"Your Boss is different from you." Ye Tianze said as he filled the wine cup with the Fierce West Wind.
This was the best Fierce West Wind that Lan Yuheng specially prepared for him. It was said that it was prepared for his wedding. Zhao Mingcong was not used to the rich wine fragrance.
He turned his head and said, "What strange smell? My Boss is naturally different from me. He has his thoughts, and I have mine."
"Oh, what's the difference in your thoughts? Isn't it all for …" Before he could finish, Ye Tianze suddenly felt that his loneliness was overturned.
His face suddenly twisted. The pain began to spread throughout his body. His body emitted a cold killing intent.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Mingcong was shocked.
"I'm poisoned!" Ye Tianze's face turned ugly, "There's poison in the wine!"
"Clang!"
A dignified magnate was so scared that he couldn't even hold the wine cup. Zhao Mingcong covered his chest and retched.
"Wrong, it's my wine that's poisoned." Ye Tianze said.
Zhao Mingcong finally felt relieved, "Why didn't you say so earlier? How are you? I don't have a wood spirit doctor here. What poison did you get?"
Ye Tianze sat cross-legged on the ground and ignored him. He then channeled his thunder spirit energy. Lightning covered his body as many charred insects crawled out of his pores. Under the pressure of the thunder spirit energy, these insects were paralyzed but didn't die.
When they landed on the ground, they gathered into a ball and finally turned into a human face. The human face let out a hoarse laugh and said, "Hey, hey, this is just the beginning. If you can safely reach the Imperial Dragon Realm, then I …"
"Boom!"
With a Five-Blow-Thunderclap, the face formed by the bugs was instantly turned into ashes.
"Rotten Corpse Insect, this is Acheron's Rotten Corpse Insect!" Zhao Mingcong's scalp tingled. Despite his cultivation as a Giant, he still felt a chill down his spine.
Rotten Corpse Insect was a colorless and odorless poison that could dissolve in water. Once consumed, it would awaken when it came into contact with fresh meat and corrode the blood, flesh, and blood of the human body.
No matter how strong one's cultivation was, there was nothing they could do if they didn't have the power to counter it. However, there weren't many of them.
Acheron would only use them to deal with opponents that he couldn't assassinate.
Ye Tian Ze regained his senses after a while, but his face was pale. The Rotten Corpse Worm was stirring up a storm in his body.
If it wasn't for the Navagraha Lotus, even he would've been affected. His thunder spirit energy couldn't kill these insects.
The Corpse Worm was forced out after being burned by the Nine Luminaries Green Lotus. Then, it was killed by bombarding it with lightning spiritual energy.
"Motherfucker, that damned Huang Quan. Fortunately, he didn't poison my wine." However, Zhao Mingcong felt unsafe and said, "Men, investigate immediately. Check all the wine and food on the shuttle, and also the people … anyone who is suspicious, kill them all."
The guards immediately went to check and soon, sounds of fighting could be heard. Soon, three corpses were brought up.
"Sir, these are Acheron's men." The guard said, "Our men were swapped with a substitution art."
Zhao Mingcong felt a chill down his spine and said, "Throw them away quickly."
After such a commotion, Zhao Mingcong was no longer in the mood to drink. If it wasn't for the Mortal Emperor's decree, he would've kicked Ye Tianze off the shuttle right now.
As for Ye Tianze, color quickly returned to his face. Picking up the wine bottle, he took out a jar of Xifeng Lie, poured himself a cup, and began to drink on his own.
"You're crazy. What if there's poison in the wine? Acheron's power doesn't care about benevolence or morality. He only thinks about how to kill you." Zhao Mingcong said.
"Don't worry, after this, we'll at least have a few days of peace." Ye Tianze said with a smile.
Zhao Mingcong didn't dare to be as careless as him. Whatever he ate, he would let his subordinates try first. After half an hour, he would only dare to eat.
Just as Ye Tianze expected, nothing terrible happened in the few days of the shuttle's journey.
Just when he relaxed his vigilance, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound. Then the entire shuttle shook and quickly deviated from its original route.
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