Chapter 325: The Hand-Foot Alliance

Li Banfeng stood at the door of the ward, looking at Cui Ti and another person.

Who is this person?

Li Banfeng hadn't seen him before, and the current situation was not easy to identify.

Wan Jinxian's condition was very complicated; patches of green blisters had already covered his body, and at this moment he had to face the siege of Cui Ti and Li Banfeng.

This was Cui Ti's hospital; Wan Jinxian couldn't even find an escape route.

Fortunately, Cui Ti didn't deal a killing blow.

He really wanted to kill Wan Jinxian, but at this moment he was very interested in some other things.

Cui Ti looked at Li Banfeng and said: "This is my senior brother. Although it is our first meeting, we chatted very congenially.

Please continue to return to the ward to take care of your friend; my senior brother and I will change places to chat, so we won't disturb you."

Li Banfeng returned to the ward, feeling a bit worried.

Cui Ti helped him; this was true.

He and Cui Ti could be considered friends; this was also true.

But to make Li Banfeng completely trust Cui Ti, this was very difficult.

At Medicine King Gully, Cui Ti almost killed Li Banfeng.

At Blue Poplar Village, Cui Ti had also looked for Li Banfeng.

And now his senior brother had come.

The two had fought in the corridor just now, and Li Banfeng had heard it too.

This senior brother came for Ma Wu; he should be the one who made Ma Wu sick.

Cui Ti was currently hostile to this senior brother, but given Cui Ti's temperament, he might become friends with this senior brother in the next second.

Now there were Zuo Wugang and Huo Ling in the ward; if they really had to fight, they wouldn't necessarily be at a disadvantage.

But Li Banfeng had to know what they were talking about.

Li Banfeng touched his earring, and the Silk Earring tracked the voices of Cui Ti and Wan Jinxian.

Cui Ti invited Wan Jinxian into the emergency room, and Wan Jinxian hesitated for a moment before following him in.

Cui Ti took off his white coat and hung it on the door.

The Silk Earring said to Li Banfeng: "Master, he has a spiritual object that blocks Peeping Cultivators."

"Can you get around it?"

In the past, the earring naturally didn't possess such a function; Zhou Yujuan, who was used to make the earring, was only a first-layer Peeping Cultivator.

But now the earring's layer was different; this was something Li Banfeng had raised bit by bit with other people's flesh and blood.

The pendant on the earring swayed back and forth, and Li Banfeng gradually heard some sounds.

In the emergency room, Cui Ti asked Wan Jinxian: "You just said you killed your master to finish your apprenticeship; what does this mean?"

Wan Jinxian looked at Cui Ti without speaking.

Cui Ti reminded him: "I know you are trying your best to resolve the disease source on your body, but you cannot succeed. Your current situation is very bad.

If you want to live, you must answer all my questions truthfully. I already know the answers to some questions, and I might be testing you on purpose, so don't lie to me."

Wan Jinxian nodded and asked: "At the Third Hospital of Yuezhou, the person who attacked He Haiqin was you, right?"

Cui Ti looked at Wan Jinxian and said: "Don't get the order wrong; I am the one asking you questions."

Wan Jinxian was silent for a while and said to Cui Ti: "Orthodox Disease Cultivators have fixed master-disciple lineages and fixed sects, called the Plague Sect."

Cui Ti shook his head: "I have stayed in Puluo Continent for a long time and have never heard of such a sect."

"Few people in the world have heard of the Plague Sect, because the Plague Sect only has one person most of the time."

Cui Ti asked: "One person, how can it become a sect?"

Wan Jinxian looked at Cui Ti, layers of suspicion rising in his heart.

This person is a Disease Cultivator; this is indeed true.

But this person doesn't understand the rules of Disease Cultivators at all, which makes Wan Jinxian unable to understand the source of Cui Ti's cultivation.

Is he really testing me?

"How did you enter the sect?" Wan Jinxian asked.

Cui Ti smiled: "The process of my entering the sect is very peculiar. If I want to tell you, I estimate it will take a long time, but looking at your current situation, you shouldn't have time to listen to my narration, so please hurry up and answer my questions."

Cui Ti didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Your life is in my hands; what qualifications do you have to ask me questions?

Wan Jinxian also recognized reality and didn't ask any more: "The Plague Sect doesn't recruit disciples usually. Only when a Disease Cultivator feels he is at the end of his rope will he set up the sect and recruit three disciples, and he can only recruit three.

These three disciples must follow the master to learn skills for one year. After one year, the three disciples must use the skills they learned to kill each other for a month, and only one person can survive.

The surviving disciple must sign a contract with the master, not to recruit more disciples in the future, but also not to let the sect's incense burn out, and must continue the sect according to this set of rules.

Next, only one thing needs to be done: after the master dies, eat the master's corpse, and then the entry is successful."

"The master's corpse is the medicine for entry?"

Wan Jinxian nodded.

Cui Ti was silent for a moment and asked: "Who set this rule?"

Wan Jinxian shook his head: "I don't know; this was the rule when I entered."

"You ate your master?"

"Otherwise I couldn't enter."

"So that's it; this is what you meant by saying that most of the time, there is only one Disease Cultivator in the world?"

Wan Jinxian nodded: "So I can't understand why there is another person of the same sect like you in the world, and I can't understand even more why this person of the same sect is actually a foreign devil."

Cui Ti smiled and said: "There is one thing I want to ask you for advice. We Disease Cultivators are all long-lived because we can resolve illnesses. As long as we don't suffer fatal wounds, the only thing that can take us away is time.

If a Disease Cultivator has a particularly hard life and recruits disciples, but doesn't die after many years, will he choose to commit suicide to complete this inheritance, or let his disciples wait forever?"

Wan Jinxian scratched the blisters on his body: "I don't know what the situation was before. My master's master was a very long-lived person.

He thought he was at the end of his rope, so he recruited disciples, but my master accompanied him for nearly fifty years before he died.

This also caused my master to enter the sect at the age of sixty-five, and until the day he died, he was only a second-layer cultivator."

Cui Ti smiled: "It seems you are quite lucky; your master wasn't that long-lived."

Wan Jinxian shook his head: "My master was also a long-lived person, but at that time, he was too old."

"So you killed him?"

Wan Jinxian scratched another blister and asked Cui Ti back: "What is the use of you asking so much about me and my master?"

Cui Ti shrugged: "Sorry, it seems I brought up some not-so-pleasant memories. Then let's talk about something useful. Why did you attack Ma Junyang?"

Wan Jinxian said: "You should be able to guess this; Ma Wu has a friend named Li Qi."

"You targeted Li Qi because you wanted to obtain the Profound Life Did Honglian in his hands?"

Wan Jinxian didn't deny it: "You saved Ma Wu; wasn't it for the Profound Life Did Honglian?"

Cui Ti shook his head: "That's not it; I have no interest in the Profound Life Did Honglian."

Wan Jinxian sneered.

Cui Ti said: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but I am telling the truth. Li Qi and I are friends, but I really have no interest in the Did Honglian.

What really interests me is you. You and the Ling brothers, as well as some other people—some people with status, position, and strength in Puluo Continent—seem to be obeying the orders of a person from the Outer Continent, right?"

Wan Jinxian didn't answer.

Cui Ti asked again: "That person from the Outer Continent is named He Haiqin, right?"

Wan Jinxian still didn't speak.

Cui Ti licked his lips.

The blisters on Wan Jinxian's left hand faded quite a bit.

"Senior Brother, see? I can cure the blisters on your body, but you can't cure them yourself. Your life is in my hands."

Wan Jinxian let out a long sigh: "You once attacked He Haiqin; don't you know the inside story?"

As the words fell, the blisters on Wan Jinxian's body increased again.

Cui Ti frowned slightly: "Senior Brother, don't ask me back, otherwise you will pay the price. Since He Haiqin is your leader, does your organization have a sect?"

"You could say that. Haiqin gave it a name: the Hand-Foot Alliance. We all call each other brothers."

"What is the purpose of you establishing this sect? He Haiqin is the heir of the He family; he doesn't lack money or status. What exactly does he want to do?"

Wan Jinxian looked at Cui Ti and said slowly: "He wants to rebuild a different Puluo Continent."

"Different? What is wrong with Puluo Continent? What kind of Puluo Continent does he want?"

Wan Jinxian pondered a suitable way to tell: "I don't want to ask you back; I just want to know one thing: have you been to the Inner Continent?"

Cui Ti nodded: "I have been there, with a travel permit. It is a hateful place.

But the people there treated me very well. In the Inner Continent, they call me a friendly person, even better than the people from the Outer Continent treat me.

The people who treat me the worst are the people of Puluo Continent; they always call me a dead foreign devil. Actually, I am a good foreign devil, and I love Puluo Continent very much."

Wan Jinxian said: "You have been to the Inner Continent, so you should know some things, and you should know how much suffering those cultivators who have passed the tenth layer have endured in the Inner Continent."

Cui Ti nodded: "I know this."

Wan Jinxian added: "As for the Outer Continent, it goes without saying. As long as you have had contact with the Customs Inspector, you should understand how much Puluo Continent has been exploited in the Outer Continent."

Cui Ti nodded: "I know some of this too."

"Puluo Continent has suffered too many losses and has been ruined by the Inner and Outer Continents.

He Haiqin told me that he wants to regain the dignity of Puluo Continent and let everyone in Puluo Continent live with dignity.

I trust this little brother, so I follow him. Have I made myself clear now?"

Cui Ti nodded: "This is a remarkable person; I respect him very much."

Wan Jinxian looked at the blisters all over his body and said: "Junior Brother, I have lost to you, and I am convinced. I have seen countless diseases in my life, but I have never seen such difficult blisters to deal with."

Cui Ti smiled: "Are they harder to deal with than the blisters you placed on He Haiqin?"

Wan Jinxian blinked and smiled helplessly: "He Haiqin was also saved by you? I am truly convinced by you; you are really my nemesis.

Since I have already lost, if you want to kill me, just do it quickly. If you can let me live, just state your conditions. Don't keep it hanging like this, making both of us uncomfortable."

Cui Ti pondered for a little while and took a deep breath.

The blisters on Wan Jinxian's body soon disappeared.

"Junior Brother, you are just letting me go like this, without stating any conditions?"

Cui Ti shook his head: "There are definitely conditions. I am very interested in your Hand-Foot Alliance and want to hear more about your affairs. Can you tell me?"

You took away the disease focus, and you still want to hear me talk about things?

Does this foreign devil really treat me as his senior brother?

Wan Jinxian asked: "What kind of things do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear about future things."

Wan Jinxian was startled: "How would I know about future things?"

Cui Ti smiled: "Then tell me when you know."

The words were a bit convoluted, but Wan Jinxian understood.

He touched his spine with his hand and felt a crystal-clear blister.

Cui Ti stood up and said: "Senior Brother, there will always be one blister on your body that won't disappear. I can't say for sure which one it is.

If I want to know news about the Hand-Foot Alliance in the future, you must tell me."

PS: Don't worry about Haiqin; the Hand-Foot Alliance is very large, and he still has many brothers.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 326 =====