Chapter 291

Cang Li let out a sigh. "Master Li, do you want to die early or late?"

Li Ergen's face fell at once. "Is there any way to avoid dying?"

"What is your position in the Two Provinces area?" Ying Wuji asked at that moment.

Li Ergen looked uneasy and stammered, "I… what position could I have? I'm just a nobody; I normally only do some guiding and introducing."

Yuan Yao said coldly, "You're lying."

Li Ergen protested, "I didn't—" but the sword at his neck nicked his skin, a sharp pain making him blurt out, "All right, all right—I'm actually one of the heretical cultivators under the Blood Slave Farm master. My duty is to lure cultivators with no background into the Two Provinces area, bewilder them, and deliver them to the Blood Slave Farm."

He quickly added, "Friends, I became a heretic cultivator only because I had no choice."

Yet Yuan Yao and her companions found his words utterly unconvincing.

"You're doing a pretty thorough job as a heretic cultivator," Yao Linglong mocked.

Cang Li said, "You scheme to kill others, yet you dare to collect tolls?"

Li Ergen felt guilty and stayed silent.

Song Yan said coldly, "As a heretic cultivator under the Blood Slave Farm master, you must know much about him—tell us everything."

Yuan Yao said, "If he dares to lie again, Fourth Senior Brother, cut off one of his arms to teach him a lesson."

Xue Jin nodded: "All right."

Li Ergen's face shifted; he hadn't expected the most ruthless person to be this seemingly harmless little girl before him.

She threatened to break his arm the moment she spoke.

Yao Linglong, Zong Yu'er, and Lin Xuechen were also slightly surprised by Yuan Yao's words, looking at her and thinking the junior sister was just putting on an act to frighten Li Ergen.

Throughout the rest of the journey, Li Ergen spoke and acted cautiously.

Shortly afterward, they and Li Ergen arrived at the entrance to the Two Provinces region; looking ahead, they saw a scene starkly different from Yunshui Street, the buildings appearing as if drenched in ink, exuding a dark atmosphere.

Faintly, the scent of fresh blood could be detected.

At the entrance, a squad was standing guard.

A glint flashed in Li Ergen's eyes; he had planned to lead Yuan Yao's group to the entrance and then summon his companions to deal with them, but suddenly a cold hard object pressed against his lower back.

Cang Li stood behind Li Ergen, dagger in hand.

He chuckled, "Master Li, please don't disappoint us. If we are disappointed, your later life will be free of any troubles."

Having no troubles means being utterly dead.

Li Ergen's face instantly turned grim.

"Li Ergen, you're really disobedient," Yuan Yao said, walking up to him and sighing helplessly, "I'll eventually make you repent."

Li Ergen's face turned green.

"Take us inside," Xiao Lingwei said coldly.

"... Yes," Li Ergen said with difficulty.

The squad at the Two Provinces entrance clearly knew Li Ergen; seeing him bring cultivators back again, they all understood and let him bring those youths inside.

Upon seeing the appearance of Yuan Yao and her nine companions, they were inevitably stunned, then filled with jealousy and a deep, indescribable sense of satisfaction.

What makes them heaven's chosen?

Heaven's chosen should fall from the clouds, then be ruthlessly trampled into the mire, living a life worse than pigs and dogs.

Yuan Yao sensed their sticky, disgusting gazes, as if they already regarded her as their cultivation 'nourishment'.

She furrowed her brows slightly.

Yuan Yao couldn't help but wonder: since the Two Provinces region is full of heretic and demon cultivators, why do so many cultivators still risk entering it?

They entered the Two Provinces region.

Most cultivators here wear black robes or masks, hiding their identity and features.

When Yuan Yao and her nine companions appeared in the Two Provinces region, they attracted many gazes—scrutinizing, observing, examining, contemptuous, curious, and covetous.

Ying Wuji asked Li Ergen, "Where is the Blood Slave Farm?"

"Over there," Li Ergen shuddered, his trembling finger pointing to the distant towering black tower, like a mysterious and dangerous black beast, sending a chill down one's spine.

Xiao Lingwei calmly said, "Take us there."

Li Ergen, on the verge of tears, said, "Friends, I truly don't want to die!"

He silently cursed in his heart: "You want to seek death—don't drag me along!"

Cang Li had an idea: "We can pretend to be cultivators you captured, letting you treat us as blood slaves and send us into the Blood Slave Farm."

Li Ergen's eyes flickered with a dark light; he feigned hesitation, saying, "Have you really thought this through? Once you enter the Blood Slave Farm, there's no turning back."

Cang Li turned to the others and asked, "What do you think?"

Xiao Lingwei frowned, "Storming in directly would be too grandiose. Pretending to be imprisoned blood slaves entering the Blood Slave Farm is also not a bad plan."

The others had no objections.

Li Ergen, listening nearby, snorted coldly repeatedly. He thought to himself: "What grandiose move? Pah! Just an excuse to save face! Once I send them to the Blood Slave Farm, I'll immediately report them to the overseer, leaving them like turtles in a jar—unable to escape."

All along the way, Li Ergen had been holding in his anger.

If this grudge isn't avenged, it's not Li Ergen!

He vowed to make these lowly wretches wish they were dead rather than alive.

"Li Ergen."

Suddenly, Cang Li called out to him.

Li Ergen snapped back to attention; just as he was about to feign flattery, he opened his mouth and Cang Li flicked a pill into it with his fingertip.

By the time Li Ergen reacted, his chin had been lifted by Cang Li, his mouth fully closed.

The pill dissolved as soon as it entered his mouth.

Li Er Geng wanted to vomit, but it was already too late.

"What… what is this?!" Li Ergeng said with a frightened and uneasy expression.

Cang Li raised an eyebrow, "Poison."

Li Ergeng wanted to stick his hand into his throat to vomit out the poison he had swallowed.

Cang Li kindly advised, "Don't bother, this poison has already merged with your flesh, blood, tendons, and veins, like a bone-deep ulcer, hard to remove. If you don't get the antidote within three days, you will surely die a sudden death."

Li Ergeng retched for a moment, but could only vomit saliva.

After hearing Cang Li's words, he felt even more shocked and angry, wishing he could strangle Cang Li and the others right now.

"Don't play tricks in front of us!" Cang Li said half-warning, half-threatening, then let out a light sigh, "Do you know who I am?"

Li Ergeng lifted his head, looking at him with doubtful uncertainty.

Cang Li pressed his palms together, "I am the third disciple under the Holy Buddha, and I am Cangaotian!"