Subduing Yan Du
The second elder and the stern man didn't know of Yan Du's existence at all.
When they heard Chu Xingyun's words, they thought that Chu Xingyun was mocking them for their ignorance. This enraged them, and they sped up, charging at Chu Xingyun one after the other.
The stern man's cultivation was higher than the second elder's, and he was the first to reach Chu Xingyun. Two cold daggers pierced through the air, and just as they were about to pierce Chu Xingyun's chest, a barely visible silver light flashed.
Puff!
The spirit energy enveloping the stern man suddenly dissipated, and a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.
"Why aren't you attacking?" The second elder had just arrived, and when he saw the stern man suddenly stop, he couldn't help but feel astonished.
In the next instant, his vision blurred, and another silver light pierced through the air.
"You want to hurt me with a mere hidden weapon?" The second elder's face was full of disdain, and he raised his long saber to slash at the silver light.
Just as the long saber was about to hit the silver light, the silver light actually changed its trajectory, and drew a beautiful arc, avoiding the saber and stabbing into the second elder's arm.
The second elder immediately fell from the air in pain, clutching his arm tightly.
"Two pieces of trash!" Yan Du, who was hiding in the shadows, spat coldly when he saw the second elder and the stern man injured.
However, he wasn't angry. The second elder and the stern man's strength could be said to completely crush Chu Xingyun. A small trick like Chu Xingyun's could not change the situation at all.
When he thought of this, Yan Du was no longer depressed. He was just about to continue waiting for an opportunity when two incomparably mournful wails rang out.
Under Yan Du's bewildered gaze, a terrifying purplish black aura suddenly spread out from the second elder and the stern man's bodies.
This aura enveloped their bodies, and actually began to rapidly corrode them.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
In a short three seconds, the second elder and the stern man disappeared, turning into two puddles of stinking blood, completely dead.
Yan Du was stupefied by this scene, revealing a dazed expression in the darkness.
He had been immersed in the Dao of Poison for dozens of years and had seen all kinds of strange poisons, but he had never seen such a violent poison. Three seconds, in just three seconds, two living people had turned into pools of blood!
"I didn't quite hear what you said just now. Can you repeat it?" Chu Xingyun clapped his hands and turned to look at Yan Du, causing Yan Du's face to redden. He felt like he had been slapped in the face.
Earlier, he had thought that Chu Xingyun would be beaten to a pulp by the two of them. That was why he had dared to threaten Chu Xingyun.
But now, the two assassins were dead. Furthermore, they were killed by Chu Xingyun with a flick of his finger. How could Yan Du possibly have any face left to repeat what he had just said? It would only cause him to lose even more face.
"Since Senior Yan doesn't want to say more, then forget it. It's getting late, please go back." Chu Xingyun looked up at the sky and was about to return to his room.
"Wait!" Yan Du hurriedly stopped Chu Xingyun and swallowed with difficulty, "Fine, I agree to your request. I am willing to become a guest elder of the Chu clan and serve the clan for life."
After seeing Chu Xingyun's thunderous attacks, Yan Du was already convinced. This kid was definitely not an ordinary person, so it wasn't impossible for him to serve the Chu clan.
"Sorry, I changed my mind." Chu Xingyun stopped and said calmly, "I want you to be my servant."
"Impossible!"
Yan Du's pupils constricted and his expression changed drastically. He roared, "I'm a ninth tier Spirit Gathering expert with a great reputation. How can I be willing to submit to you and become your servant? That's impossible!"
Chu Xingyun turned to look at the enraged Yan Du, a cold light flashing through his eyes. "Yan Du, I gave you a chance to become a guest elder of the Chu clan at the beginning, but you didn't want to accept because the Chu clan was too weak. You wanted to use others to force me."
"And just now, you saw my methods and felt that you could get a lot of benefits from me, so you agreed to become a guest elder. Don't you think that your actions are a bit laughable? Having you as my servant is already a blessing from three lifetimes. If it was before, even if a Yin-Yang realm expert knelt in front of me, I wouldn't even look at him! "
Chu Xingyun's words were so firm that Yan Du felt dizzy, but there was no mockery in them.
For some reason, when Chu Xingyun spoke, he naturally released a domineering aura that gave Yan Du a strange feeling. He felt that the person in front of him wasn't a sixteen-year-old youth, but a peerless expert who could dominate the world.
"Just who is this kid?"
Yan Du was dumbfounded. Combined with Chu Xingyun's words and actions, he discovered to his horror that he couldn't see through this youth at all. He felt like he was facing a dense fog, unable to see through even the slightest bit.
"I'll give you three seconds to consider. Do you agree or not?" Chu Xingyun issued an ultimatum.
Agree or not?
If he agreed, Yan Du would be able to resolve the Bleak Blood Poison. Although he would have to become a servant, he might have a meteoric rise in the future.
But if he refused, Yan Du might be able to find a way to resolve it in the remaining time, but the chances were too slim. It could even be said that it was impossible.
"I, I'm willing to be a servant!" Yan Du clenched his teeth. These few words seemed to take all the strength in his body.
But as soon as he said these words, he immediately felt his entire body relax. He collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath as if he had just accomplished something incomparably difficult.
A trace of a smile flashed through Chu Xingyun's eyes. "Perhaps you feel very embarrassed now, but in the future, you will know how wise the decision you made today was."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper and threw it in front of Yan Du. "The method to resolve the Bleak Blood Poison is written on this. Apart from that, there is also a poison art recorded on it. Cultivate it well and don't learn any other despicable arts, lest you embarrass me."
Yan Du's heart trembled. He hurriedly looked at the paper and instantly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
The words on the paper were bold and vigorous. "Poison Devouring Art. High Spirit Rank. If cultivated to perfection, you will definitely step into the Earth Spirit Realm."
"Many thanks for master's gift!" Yan Du carefully put away the paper and bowed repeatedly to Chu Xingyun.
He finally understood a little bit of Chu Xingyun's words.
There was no need to wait for the future. Right now, Yan Du felt that becoming Chu Xingyun's servant was a wise decision. This man was not a fish in a pond. It was only a matter of time before he turned into a dragon.
The atmosphere here was completely different. Inside the hidden hut outside Chu Town, Chu Pingtian and the others all looked gloomy. They kept looking outside the hut anxiously.
According to the plan, midnight was the time to strike.
It was almost dawn. Why hadn't the Second Patriarch and the others returned? Had they run into some trouble?
Although they were worried, they did not act rashly. They continued to wait in the hut, waiting for news.
Until the third day.
On this day, the crowd finally could not wait any longer. Three whole days had passed and there was no news at all. Just the fear of the unknown made them restless.
"Quiet!" Chu Pingtian shouted, making the restless crowd tremble.
"They haven't returned for three days, and there is no news from Chu Town. They are probably dead. If you go to Chu Town now, you will only be courting death." Chu Pingtian's face was extremely gloomy, as if water could drip from it.
"Before the assassination, I had already investigated carefully. There are no powerful cultivators in Chu Town. How could those mobs kill the Second Patriarch and the others?" The Third Patriarch shook his head crazily. He could not believe that two powerful cultivators in the Spirit Gathering Realm had died in Chu Town just like that. There was no news at all.
"If you don't want to believe it, then go to Chu Town and die. I will not stop you."
Chu Pingtian humphed coldly. The Third Patriarch was speechless. He was in the same cultivation level as the Second Patriarch. They were both in the First Sky of Spirit Gathering Realm. If the Second Patriarch died, how could he survive?
"Then what should we do now?" The Third Patriarch asked Chu Pingtian. He was at a loss. Not only him, the others were the same. They did not know what to do.
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