Chapter 940: 940.Chapter 938: Doomed to Fail

940. Chapter 938: Doomed to Fail

"Soul-devouring Poison?"

At this moment, Zhao Tieyun shuddered all over, his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Chen Mingjie.

"You actually learned Soul-devouring Poison? How could..."

Soul-devouring Poison is extremely vicious, moreover sinister and poisonous, making it impossible to guard against; once used, the victim almost has no power to resist.

As Zhao Tieyun said, although Lu Yuan had spiritual medicine, he could not detoxify.

"Uncle Zhao, I admit you do have some tricks, but unfortunately, you've run into me—this is doomed to fail!"

Chen Mingjie burst into wild joy: "Lu Yuan, I advise you not to make a desperate last stand; obediently cooperate with me, and you might still have a chance to live!"

Boom! As his words fell, Chen Mingjie threw a punch.

"Chen Mingjie, you dare harm Lu Yuan, my junior apprentice? I will certainly report to the Sect Leader, who will have you flayed alive!"

Zhao Tieyun was both shocked and angry.

He never imagined Chen Mingjie could be so ruthless and insane.

Crack!

However, Chen Mingjie couldn't be bothered to answer.

A sweeping whip kick knocked Zhao Tieyun to the ground, followed by several more kicks that broke his bones all over, leaving him limp and unable to crawl.

"Uncle Zhao!"

Lu Yuan panicked.

Zhao Tieyun is an elder of the sect, loyal and righteous; he would rather die than stand by while they torture him.

"Lu Yuan, don't worry, I just need you to obey me!"

Chen Mingjie grinned.

Immediately, he extended a finger and tapped Lu Yuan's dantian.

Hum—Instantly, Lu Yuan felt his spiritual qi surge wildly inside, flowing like a tide.

In a short moment, it turned to nothing.

Lu Yuan's face turned deathly pale:

"You crippled my martial veins?"

He never imagined the opponent would be so vicious as to cripple his martial veins.

"Hehe..."

In response, Chen Mingjie merely gave a cold smile: "Lu Yuan, if you're sensible, just come with me; otherwise, even if you commit suicide, it will be useless."

Saying that, Chen Mingjie prepared to leave.

"You want to leave? Not that easy!"

Zhao Tieyun gave a cold shout.

"Uncle Zhao, you still want to block me?"

Chen Mingjie frowned, somewhat annoyed and angry: "Do you really think I can't kill you?"

"Hmph!"

Zhao Tieyun let out a cold snort: "If you wanted to kill me, you would have done so already; why go through all this trouble?"

Although Zhao Tieyun was severely injured, he still possessed the strength of the fourth level of Martial Dao.

Moreover, as an elder of the sect he possessed many treasures; even if Chen Mingjie was at the sixth level of Martial Dao, he could do nothing to him.

"Zhao Tieyun, since you're obstinate, I won't hold back!"

A flash of cold light appeared in Chen Mingjie's eyes: "Today I will not only cripple your martial veins, but also gouge out your eyes and ears!"

Whoosh—In the next instant, Chen Mingjie's blood and qi surged throughout his body.

A chilling killing intent burst forth.

Lu Yuan nodded.

"You dare..."

Feeling this killing intent, Zhao Tieyun's pupils contracted.

Chen Mingjie, he actually intends to exterminate the root!

"Hehe... You only notice now? Too late!"

Chen Mingjie gave a vicious laugh: "Zhao Tieyun, prepare to die!"

Bang! Chen Mingjie threw a punch.

The explosive force thundered like lightning, its might terrifying to the extreme!

Lu Yuan nodded.

"Damn it, Chen Mingjie, you're asking for death!"

Seeing the fist smash toward him, Zhao Tieyun's face changed drastically, he roared repeatedly:

"You will die a horrible death!"

Zhao Tieyun exerted all his strength to raise his right arm, trying to block the blow.

But at this moment, his body was covered in wounds, and with the deadly poison, how could he block Chen Mingjie?

Bang! With a muffled thud, Zhao Tieyun's right arm shattered, the whole arm drenched in blood, a horrifying sight.

Pfft! Afterwards, the remaining force of Chen Mingjie's fist struck Zhao Tieyun's chest, shattering his ribs.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhao Tieyun's face turned as pale as gold paper.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan nodded repeatedly.

"Uncle Zhao..."

Watching Zhao Tieyun fly back, Lu Yuan was overcome with grief and indignation.

"Huh? He didn't die?"

At that moment, Chen Mingjie's eyes turned icy cold, and a hint of surprise rose in his heart.

In his expectation, Zhao Tieyun had been poisoned by the Soul-Devouring Toxin; even if he didn't die, he would surely be severely wounded and on the verge of death, incapable of any fighting ability.

But he did not know...

"Chen Mingjie, you will die a horrible death!"

Zhao Tieyun's fury shot up to the heavens, his eyes bloodshot, filled with boundless hatred.

"Zhao Tieyun, I'll first send you to meet the Sect Leader."

Chen Mingjie's eye twitched slightly, then he stepped forward two steps, extending his five claws to grab Zhao Tieyun's neck.

Lu Yuan did not help.

"Don't!"

Feeling the fierce killing intent approaching, Lu Yuan shouted loudly, but could only watch helplessly as Chen Mingjie neared Zhao Tieyun and seized him in one move.

"Chen Mingjie, you are insolent!"

"Bastard! Quickly release Senior Uncle Zhao!"

At the same time, a violent shout came from outside the cave.

Swish! In the next instant, seven or eight youths burst in.

"Who are you?"

Looking at this group of unfamiliar youths before him, Chen Mingjie's expression turned grim.

He had originally thought he had been careful enough to leave no trace, yet he never expected to still attract disciples.

"Chen Mingjie, quickly release Senior Uncle Zhao!"

One of the brocade-clad youths shouted loudly, his face anxious.

"Senior Uncle Zhao?"

Upon hearing that, Chen Mingjie glanced over and saw Zhao Tieyun's face pallid, clearly having had his cultivation crippled.

Lu Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

"You... are Zhao Tieyun's disciples?"

Seeing the disciples' attire, Chen Mingjie's heart sank, as if he had guessed something.

"Chen Mingjie, Senior Uncle Zhao has treated you with great kindness, yet you repay kindness with enmity?"

The brocade-clad youth flew into a rage: "You crippled Senior Uncle Zhao's cultivation—utterly unforgivable!"

"Hmph, I merely reclaimed what belonged to me."

Chen Mingjie gave a cold snort: "As for Zhao Tieyun, he brought it upon himself; don't blame me."

"Nonsense!"

The brocade-clad youth flew into a rage, about to continue his scolding, when he suddenly saw the medicine bottle in Chen Mingjie's palm, his eyes lighting up: "Chen Mingjie, what medicinal pill are you using?"

"Huh?"

Chen Mingjie raised his eyebrows.

In this world, martial artists are rare, so methods for refining medicinal pills are few.

Moreover, high-grade pills like Body Tempering Pills and Healing Pills are even rarer.

The value of a single Body Tempering Pill is comparable to a third-rank martial technique, exceedingly precious.

"Chen Mingjie, hand over that pill, or else don't blame us for forgetting old ties."

The brocade-clad youth's eyes gleamed with greed.

"Hah, a few lousy pills, and you think you can threaten me, Chen Mingjie?"

Chen Mingjie shook his head and laughed helplessly.

In his view, these youths were nothing but frogs in a well, utterly unaware of the preciousness of Body Tempering Pills.

Meanwhile.

Hearing Chen Mingjie's words, Zhao Tieyun's face showed a look of realization.

It turned out that the so-called antidote Chen Mingjie spoke of was actually a Body Tempering Pill.

As expected of a personally transmitted disciple of Sect Leader Chen, he is indeed wealthy and generous.

"Chen Mingjie, even if you crippled my cultivation I could let it slide, but the Body Tempering Pill is the treasured heirloom of my Tai Xuan Sword Sect; it must not be lost!"

Originally, Sect Leader Chen bestowed this Body Tempering Pill upon him and warned that this pill is the sect's supreme treasure, of great importance.

It must never fall into outsiders' hands.

But who would have thought that this time Chen Mingjie stole it and gave it to himself to consume. (End of chapter)