Chapter 246

Lu Fang had the scent of scholarly qi in his hand, capable of neutralizing all poisons in the world—the only difference being the quantity consumed—so he had no hesitation in taking it.

But he had not anticipated that this forbidden poison could significantly boost his realm; he had heard of such elixirs before—usually, after ingestion, one’s future achievements would be severely limited, much like cultivating with Ten Thousand Dao Stones.

But he was an exception.

Because his cultivation had always been forcibly elevated by scholarly qi and Ten Thousand Dao Stones, and he had always intended to advance this way.

After all, scholarly qi could be obtained endlessly.

He could only do this, for under Heaven’s restrictions, cultivating through his own efforts was harder than climbing to the heavens.

In summary, Lu Fang, by ingesting the Poisonous Elixir, turned misfortune into fortune.

“Thank you, Jue Protector, for the elixir.”

Lu Fang bowed deeply.

Jue waved his hand casually. “Remember, return once a month to report. Otherwise, your entire body will feel as if bitten by insects—life will be worse than death.”

Lu Fang spoke calmly. “If Jue Protector has no further instructions, I shall go prepare.”

“Hmm, go,” Jue granted.

Seeing this, Lu Fang was overjoyed—he could finally leave this place.

The path to the black mist tunnel was not far, but Lu Fang walked with trepidation, fearing someone from the Wuyu Clan might suddenly call out to stop him.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

No one stopped or called out as Lu Fang exited the black mist tunnel.

“Is this boy reliable?” Li, the fleshy orb, rubbed his bearded chin with a broad palm.

Lu Protector frowned slightly and looked at Jue. “What do you say? Should I follow him and test his loyalty?”

Jue shook his head. “Unnecessary. The Capital has tacitly approved—he made no move to stop him. There should be no major issue. Besides, when he took the Ten Thousand Poisons Elixir, he showed no hesitation.”

“He’s not fearless by nature. Under the threat of the Ten Thousand Poisons Elixir, he won’t dare entertain other thoughts.”

“The only thing that worries me is whether he can quickly establish an intelligence network for us—that’s what the King cares about.”

“Right now, our top priority is protecting the King’s power restoration. Everything else is secondary.”

No one fully trusted Lu Fang, but under the threat of the Ten Thousand Poisons Elixir, none believed he would dare act against the Wuyu Clan.

After exiting the black mist tunnel, Lu Fang chose a direction and dashed toward it at full speed, swallowing scholarly qi in large gulps.

The poison of the Ten Thousand Poisons Elixir was strong—he had anticipated that—but he hadn’t expected it to be this intense. Even with his natural resistance to poison, one strand of scholarly qi failed to neutralize it.

Fortunately, he had ample scholarly qi. One strand wasn’t enough? Two. Then three. Finally, after swallowing the tenth strand, the poison was completely purged.

Ten strands of scholarly qi did sting his heart—but it was worth it to be rid of the poison.

Using his hyper-sensory perception, Lu Fang confirmed no one was following him. As he fled swiftly, he contacted Snow Luo Sha, detailing the Wuyu Clan’s strength and the location of the black mist tunnel.

Soon, he received a transmission talisman from Snow Luo Sha.

She warned him to be cautious: the Zhou Dynasty’s three Half-Saints and the Luo Sha Kingdom’s one Half-Saint, accompanied by a host of Super-Ninth Rank experts, were rushing toward this location.

Lu Fang exhaled deeply in relief. Four Half-Saints and a host of Super-Ninth Rank experts—this formidable force was more than enough to suppress the Wuyu Clan.

Upon learning this, he headed toward the direction of the approaching rescue force.

No matter what, once he joined the rescue party, he would be safe. Perhaps his forged identity could even help our side gain the upper hand.

After traveling eastward for a full day and night, Lu Fang finally spotted the expeditionary army. Though he didn’t recognize the four leading Half-Saints, it didn’t matter—they recognized him.

To his surprise, Snow Luo Sha had come with the force. In such a short time, her realm had risen to Fifth Rank, Third Stage.

It must be related to subduing the Mirror Spirit.

After greeting the Half-Saints, Snow Luo Sha approached Lu Fang. “Lord Wenguan, congratulations! I never expected that after so little time apart, you’ve reached Fourth Rank, Second Stage. You must have gained a great opportunity.”

Lu Fang smiled bitterly and shook his head. “Just luck.”

The leading Half-Saint glanced at Lu Fang. “Lord Wenguan, you seem well-informed about the ancient alien Wuyu Clan. Please lead us in the assault.”

Lu Fang nodded. “Of course. But I believe we must plan carefully. The Wuyu Clan is powerful. I know their four Protectors are all Super-Ninth Rank, and they’re rapidly regaining strength.”

“I haven’t seen their King, but I suspect he’s no weaker than them. To avoid excessive casualties, we need a detailed strategy.”

The Half-Saint stroked his beard. “I know. Ancient alien clans still sealed away must be formidable. But with our strength, there’s no need to over-worry.”

“Lord Wenguan, just guide us to their location. I’ve been ordered to offer them amnesty—if they submit, His Majesty will grant them a place.”

“If they refuse, we’ll exterminate them. In their own age, ancient aliens may have been powerful, but times have changed. Heaven’s restrictions on them are severe—they cannot restore their former glory.”

Lu Fang opened his mouth but said nothing. The Half-Saint Taifeng was right—his force could indeed suppress the Wuyu Clan.

Thinking this, he nodded in agreement and led the way.

As they neared the location, Taifeng remained cautious and set up a confinement array around the area to prevent the Wuyu Clan from escaping.

“Lord Wenguan, please summon the Wuyu Clan.”

Taifeng smiled pleasantly.

To be honest, this didn’t require Lu Fang—he was clearly being pushed into the spotlight, a favor handed to him.

Lu Fang stepped before the black mist tunnel. His original face had been restored—he had no fear of being recognized. Using his transcendent power of Voice, he roared: “You are surrounded. Let the King of the Wuyu Clan come forth to speak!”

Moments passed. No response.

As the group began to doubt they’d come to the wrong place, the black mist tunnel opened—and Huan Protector leapt out. He glanced coldly at Lu Fang, then swept his eyes over the surrounding Half-Saints, his brow tightening involuntarily.

Seeing the figure emerge, Lu Fang stepped back beside Snow Luo Sha at the rear of the formation. The rest was no longer his concern.