Chapter 2335

According to Zhao Rou, Zuo Fu had clearly stated that her talent in the Poison Witchcraft lineage was not inferior to those Heavenly Pride of the Poison Witchcraft Sect.

If she could cultivate the Poison Witchcraft lineage, her future achievements would be much higher.

However, the Poison Witchcraft of the Western Frontier is rarely passed on; he does not know it, and the Dao One Immortal Sect has no inheritance in this regard.

Moreover, the Poison Witchcraft Sect rarely recruits cultivators from the Central Plains.

With such excellent talent, Zhao Rou is unwilling to let it go to waste.

So after discussing with Zhao Zhengping, Zuo Fu eventually helped her find a secure position in the Western Frontier, after which she went there alone, hoping to find a way to join the Poison Witchcraft Sect.

However, the Poison Witchcraft Sect has an initiation trial for newcomers, and Zhao Rou's trial is to poison a Western Frontier rogue cultivator.

The poison is provided by the Poison Witchcraft Sect; if she succeeds, she will pass the trial and join the sect.

"This.............."

After hearing Zhao Rou's words, Ye Zhangqing was stunned—could it really be so convoluted?

Zhao Rou, meanwhile, gave a bitter smile and said.

"Tonight I have already hooked that person; as long as I succeed, I can join the Poison Witchcraft Sect and learn the Western Frontier Poison Witchcraft techniques."

"And after that................"

Hiding her identity to join the Poison Witchcraft Sect—if exposed later, or if she returns to the Dao One Immortal Sect, would the sect accept it? They would surely have to eliminate the traitor.

Knowing what Ye Zhangqing meant, Zhao Rou laughed and said.

"This is what Senior Zuo said; once I have accomplished my cultivation and return to the Dao One Immortal Sect, it will depend on the sect's strength."

"If the sect's strength is so great that the Poison Witchcraft Sect cannot even catch a glimpse of its dust, then they naturally would not dare to pursue the matter, after all, any rule can be flexibly adapted in the face of absolute strength."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing silently nodded; indeed, that reasoning is sound.

Since Zhao Zhengping also knows about this, what else can I say?

Moreover, Zhao Rou is doing this for her future.

After thinking, Ye Zhangqing spoke up.

"Tonight I and Zuo Jue will stay behind to assist you."

Since Zhao Rou intends to act tonight, to be safe, Ye Zhangqing decided to provide covert support tonight as well.

If anything unexpected happens, he can intervene promptly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rou had originally wanted to refuse, but for this opportunity she had made thorough preparations.

Moreover, the poison given by the Poison Witchcraft Sect can kill even an Immortal Emperor Realm cultivator, while that person is merely at the Immortal Realm.

As long as he does not detect it beforehand, it should be foolproof.

However, Ye Zhangqing's attitude is firm; he and Zuo Jue will remain hidden in the shadows, and if Zhao Rou succeeds, it will naturally be a happy outcome for all.

If something unexpected occurs, having them present adds an extra layer of insurance.

Under Ye Zhangqing's insistence, Zhao Rou finally could only nod in agreement.

When the agreed-upon time approached, Ye Zhangqing and Zuo Jue hid themselves in the void.

One of them is at the peak of the Immortal King Realm, the other has already reached the Immortal Venerable Realm; if they wish to conceal themselves, that person would not notice, so there is no need to worry.

While Ye Zhangqing and the others lay in ambush in the dark, about a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Rou's door was indeed knocked on.

A madam brought in a young nobleman–looking Western Frontier cultivator.

At a glance, he is clearly a native of the Western Frontier, his attire and style also Western Frontier.

He wore a crooked-horn hat on his head.

After entering the room, he took off his crooked-horn hat, grinned, and said to Zhao Rou.

"Miss Miao Xue, you're really hard to pin down; I had to expend great effort just to have a chance to spend a lovely evening with you."

One look tells you he's a seasoned hand; his movements upon entering the room are extremely practiced, evidently he frequents such places often.

Not long after, food and drink were served; Zhao Rou indicated she was not in a hurry and would first have two cups.

The young man did not refuse.

Anyway, the night is long; not being in a rush, having a few drinks can also ease the atmosphere.

Zhao Rou poured the drink without changing her expression; of course, the wine was laced with poison.

She felt a bit tense inside, and only after he drained the cup in one gulp did she let out a sigh of relief.

Once the wine entered his stomach, the matter was settled; the Poison Witchcraft Sect's poison, he could not withstand.

However, as time passed, Zhao Rou gradually sensed that something was off.

It had been nearly another quarter of an hour—how could he still be completely unharmed?

Her gaze unconsciously kept flicking over him, and the young cultivator seemed to sense her thoughts, drank another cup, then suddenly turned his head and grinned.

"Miss Miao Xue, is something on your mind?"

"No......... no."

Taken aback by the sudden question, Zhao Rou couldn't help but feel a little flustered, shaking her head somewhat unnaturally in reply.

Yet the young man's smile did not fade; he idly played with his wine cup and said unhurriedly.

"Miss Miao Xue, it's strange—I clearly drank the poisoned wine, so why am I unharmed, right?"

"You................"

"It seems today you, Miss Miao Xue, set up this trap especially for me, intending to take my life?"

Having his poisoning scheme exposed, Zhao Rou fell into silence; the poison was indeed given by the Poison Witchcraft Sect, and she had tested it before—it was truly extremely toxic.

But why is this person before her unharmed?

Zhao Rou had planned everything, yet she never imagined that the Poison Witchcraft Sect's poison would have no effect—it's simply outrageous.

At that moment, the young man had already risen to his feet, spiritual power surging around him, his gaze hostile as he looked at Zhao Rou.

"How strange? Didn't the Poison Witchcraft Sect tell you that I possess a Five‑Poison Immortal Body, naturally immune to all poisons?"

"Oh, the Poison Witchcraft Sect also doesn't know my physique; after all, those who know this secret have all been dealt with by me personally."

The youth even guessed where Zhao Rou came from.

After all, he has never seen Zhao Rou, and right now, in the entire Immortal Realm, or rather the entire Western Regions, the only person or force that wants to kill him is just the Poison Witchcraft Sect.

Therefore, the other side can only be someone sent by the Poison Witchcraft Sect.

Listening to the youth's words, Zhao Rou instead regained her composure.

Because Ye Zhangqing and Zuo Jue are still hiding in the shadows, even if the poison is useless, safety is not something to worry about.

And that youth, seeing Zhao Rou fail, could still be so calm—it's also strange.

"Failed, you're still this calm, or are you pretending?"

"However, it's fine; since you've failed, your life and death are now in my hands; tonight I will definitely let you experience what it's like to wish you were dead, hehehe."

Speaking, the youth stepped forward, intending to capture Zhao Rou.

And facing the youth's step-by-step approach, Zhao Rou had no intention of retreating or dodging.

The next second, before the youth could react, a crack suddenly appeared in the space beside him.

Then a large hand shot out, lightning-fast, gripping the youth's neck, and the next second pressed him to the ground.

"Who? Which petty villain?"

"Stop talking nonsense, get down."

The sudden change startled the youth greatly; however, in the opponent's hand, even if he wanted to resist, he basically had no strength to resist at all.

The Línglì within his body hadn't even been mobilized before it was completely suppressed; this is due to the huge gap in cultivation, a pure crushing.