Chapter 90: Langu

The woman sneered, "Your gang leader brought me here just to concoct poison. None of you in the Hutou Gang are good people. Don't let Nie Hu come to test me again; if there is a next time, whoever comes will die."

Having said that, she walked toward the house without looking back.

Cheng Feng was surprised to hear this. Was she forced to come here by Nie Hu?

The enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Cheng Feng hurriedly said, "Young lady, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I am not with the Hutou Gang; I have come to the Hutou Gang to settle a score."

Only then did the other party stop. "Settle a score? Interesting. I see your footsteps are light and your movements are powerful; your Martial Artist realm is only at Blood Refining, right? With just that level of strength, you want to settle a score? Are you here to tell a joke?"

Cheng Feng felt a jolt in his heart. In just a few words, this young lady had laid bare his entire background. Even so, she still didn't think Cheng Feng could kill Nie Hu. Cheng Feng secretly told himself he was still too young.

But fortunately, wasn't there still someone else?

Cheng Feng cupped his hands in a salute: "Your discernment is superb, young lady; I admire it. May I ask how to address you? And how do you know of Nie Hu's strength? Also, is there any good way to deal with this?"

The woman before him seemed dismissive, but she was still willing to say a few words: "You may call me Langu. How could someone as insignificant as Nie Hu be on my mind? It is mainly the person behind Nie Hu; his father possesses considerable strength, and I am unable to do anything about it, which is why I have submitted to staying here. Otherwise, I would have fought my way out long ago."

Langu's words echoed in Cheng Feng's ears, and he thought to himself that there were deeper hidden circumstances behind this. He immediately cupped his hands and said, "Langu, since we both have a common enemy, perhaps we can join forces to confront them together."

Langu turned around, her gaze sharply scrutinizing Cheng Feng, as if trying to see through to his heart. After a moment, she sneered: "Join forces? What qualifications do you have to join forces with me? You are merely a small Martial Artist at the Blood Refining Realm; Nie Yuan could wipe you out with a wave of his hand."

Cheng Feng responded neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Strength is certainly important, but wisdom and courage are equally indispensable. Since a grudge has been formed, then we must deal with it accordingly. Although I, Cheng Feng, do not wish to stir up trouble, I am not a coward who fears it."

Langu looked at the neither humble nor arrogant Cheng Feng, a flash of contemplation crossing her eyes. After a moment, she said: "Fine, I can give you a chance. But you must prove your worth, otherwise I will never join forces with you."

Cheng Feng felt a surge of joy and hurriedly asked, "May I ask what you need me to do, Langu?"

Langu said indifferently: "Nie Hu recently obtained a deadly poison called 'Bone-Eroding Powder'. This poison is colorless and odorless, capable of killing someone silently. I need you to help me steal this poison to keep Nie Hu in check."

Cheng Feng felt a chill in his heart; he knew this task would not be easy. But he also understood that this was an opportunity to prove his worth.

He took a deep breath and said firmly: "Fine, I agree. But I need some time to prepare."

Since he learned from Langu that there was a Nie Yuan behind Nie Hu, he guessed that the Alchemist must be his father.

Langu nodded: "I can give you three days to prepare. In three days, I will wait for you here. If you can successfully steal the 'Bone-Eroding Powder', I will consider joining forces with you."

Cheng Feng knew this was his only chance, so naturally, he would not be negligent.

He had originally thought that becoming a Martial Artist was already quite impressive, but it turned out an Alchemist had appeared and made Cheng Feng suffer a hidden loss.

This world was becoming increasingly incomprehensible to Cheng Feng.

This also made Cheng Feng realize his own shortcomings: his perspective was too narrow.

Fortunately, Cheng Feng knew that strength was the best guarantee.

At the same time, it made Cheng Feng realize that the recent peace had made him somewhat slack.

Both the Martial Dao and the Fortune Points had made Cheng Feng a bit conceited.

Fortunately, without having paid a huge price, Cheng Feng had awakened in advance.

This was a dangerous world, and Cheng Feng should spare no effort to become stronger.

That night, the night was as dark as ink. Cheng Feng quietly snuck into Nie Hu's residence. Babai stood guard on the outside.

Langu had guaranteed that there was definitely Bone-Eroding Powder in Nie Hu's residence, but she could not guarantee whether Nie Yuan was there.

Cheng Feng naturally had his doubts; he was also wary of a woman he had just met who was in the enemy camp. Unfortunately, the current situation could not solve Cheng Feng's troubles.

The methods of an Alchemist were too bizarre.

Cheng Feng truly had no way to solve it in his heart.

And the only source Cheng Feng could reach was the Hutou Gang.

As the gang leader, Nie Hu was naturally to blame.

Last time, Cheng Feng was in the open and Nie Yuan was in the dark.

Now that the roles were reversed, let's see what other tricks Nie Yuan could pull.

Babai's support consisted of a Dark Night Blade and a bow and arrows brought from home in Liujiacun.

Relying on Cheng Feng's foot speed, running a bit faster, an hour would be enough.

Just now in Room One, he tested Babai's accuracy; what was the robot's Archery ability like?

Cheng Feng had the answer: after Babai became familiar with the bow and arrows in his hands, every arrow hit the bullseye, without a single miss.

Cheng Feng was afraid that Babai could not outrun Nie Yuan, and his own Archery skill had not been maxed out yet, so he could only let Babai act as logistical support.

Nie Hu was worthy of being a gang leader; while the gang might be full of wretches, his own residence was grand and imposing.

Perhaps his father had also provided guidance; this kind of lofty, profound, and secluded atmosphere could never be created by an ordinary person.

This made Cheng Feng even more curious.

An Alchemist with extraordinary strength and a son at the Skin Refining Late Stage, hiding in this county town and running a gang, remaining obscure.

If Cheng Feng hadn't happened to run into them, he wouldn't have believed it even if he were beaten to death; this was just too coincidental.

Thinking of the unfathomable Langu, Cheng Feng felt even more vigilant.

Faced with experts of unknown strength, Cheng Feng had always kept his distance, but he could not rest easy without figuring out the person who had targeted him this time.

A disaster falling from the sky shouldn't happen like this.

If Cheng Feng were an Ordinary person, he might have endured it, silently waiting for the matter to blow over, just letting the limelight pass.

But if Cheng Feng were an Ordinary person, he would have long been killed by the Soul Shock; how could he be here causing trouble?

Helpless, he could only act as Langu's blade for now.

To see if he could understand the strength of the so-called Alchemist.

The night grew deeper, and one could not see their own fingers.

The servants in Nie Hu's residence had also rested.

Cheng Feng controlled his own Qi and Blood and his breathing, climbing onto the eaves of what was clearly the main house, staring quietly at the eaves.

Nie Hu also had wives and a Concubine, and as a Martial Artist, his temper was hot, so naturally, there was singing and dancing every night.

Which left Cheng Feng on the roof in quite a sorry state.

Fortunately, the reminder from Soul Shock kept him from sleeping, so after familiarizing himself with the layout of Nie Hu's home, Cheng Feng could only start his search from the study.

Using the night as cover, Cheng Feng carried out his operations step by step.

He searched the entire study but found nothing.

Seeing another rather unique room, Cheng Feng cautiously stepped forward to investigate.

Cheng Feng spent the entire night searching, but unfortunately, he still did not find the Bone-Eroding Powder.

He recalled the appearance and effects of the Bone-Eroding Powder that Langu had described to Cheng Feng.

Having spent the night looking for a needle in a haystack with no results, Cheng Feng sought out Langu again.