Chapter 595 Successful Success
"It's you?"

Zuo Zimu had blood oozing from his mouth. He looked up and saw Chai Xin's appearance and was greatly surprised.

He had seen Chai Xin helping Duan Yu on the mountain a few days ago, but the other party did not show any superb skills at that time.

At that time, Zuo Zimu only thought of Chai Xin as a bystander, and his attention was completely focused on Zhong Ling, Sikong Xuan and others, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

At that time, he could never have imagined that he would be rescued by this boy just a few days later.

"This kid suddenly came to Duan Yu's rescue that day, and he came to save me again today. There really are such kind-hearted people in the world..."

Zuo Zimu’s mind was racing. Although he was poisoned, even ants try to survive. Being alive is better than dying.

"Thank you for saving me, young man. I will never forget your kindness!"

Sikong Xuan glanced at Chai Xin, thought for a moment, and then said slowly: "Well, since someone has come to rescue you, I will show you some mercy today. Zuo Zimu, you should leave Wuliang Mountain as soon as possible. This is your last chance to survive."

After saying this, he sheathed his sword and said no more.

It was not that he was truly merciful, but he knew that Zuo Zimu had been poisoned by the lightning marten and was already dying.

Even if Duan Yu could invite Zhong Ling's father, he would have to bring him to Wuliang Mountain.

In Sikong Xuan's opinion, Zuo Zimu was doomed to die.

Moreover, Chai Xin is quite skilled, and it is unpredictable to fight against him at this time, which is definitely not a wise move.

It is better to do a favor and appear to be kind and righteous.

"Humph!"

Zuo Zimu covered his chest, snorted unwillingly, and could only turn around and leave.

"Master Zuo, you are seriously injured. Let me take you away."

Chai Xin smiled slightly, changed his steps, and quickly came to Zuo Zimu's side. He held Zuo Zimu's arm and jumped up with him, and they jumped more than ten feet away.

He tapped the ground with his toes several times and went down the mountain, and his figure quickly disappeared.

"Ahem! Thank you for saving me, young man. I'm just poisoned and I'm afraid I won't live long... I hope you can save me and find the antidote for me. I'll be very grateful..."

Zuo Zimu was supported by Chai Xin's arm. His eyes turned slightly, and he actually thought of asking the other party to help him find an antidote for the mink poison.

Chai Xin didn't wait for him to finish, and said with a smile: "Let's put things in perspective. Since I saved you once, you should repay me first. As for the antidote, we will talk about it later."

His tone of voice was natural, without any awkwardness of asking for favors, which made Zuo Zimu stunned.

"This, this... Please forgive my stupidity. I don't understand what you meant. Could you please explain it to me clearly?" Zuo Zimu asked in surprise.

"No problem, give me your inner strength, and we can be even now."

Chai Xin's smile became even wider. He stopped while talking and slapped Zuo Zimu on the back.

Before Zuo Zimu could even open his mouth, he felt a strong suction force coming from his back and instantly flowing to every part of his body.

Afterwards, the internal energy in the Dantian Qi Sea was sucked away uncontrollably as if being swallowed by a whale.

"you you!"

A few minutes later, Zuo Zimu collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, gasping for breath and unable to speak complete sentences.

He thought he had met a kind-hearted young knight who was new to the martial arts world. He wanted to trick him into finding an antidote for him, but unexpectedly he fell into the devil's clutches!
"Don't be too grateful to me. I saved your life and you gave me back my skills. Although I am at a disadvantage, I am born with a chivalrous heart. This place is beautiful, so you should just stay here and recover from your injuries."

Chai Xin threw Zuo Zimu casually, and disappeared in a flash.

Not only was Zuo Zimu poisoned by multiple poisons at this time, he was also seriously injured. In addition, his internal energy was completely drained, and he was already at the point of being exhausted.

Even if he had a magical medicine that could cure all poisons, he would not survive for a while. The reason why Chai Xin did not kill him on the spot was that he did not have the habit of saving people before killing them.

Zuo Zimu is the head of a sect after all. Although it is just a small and declining sect, his strength is still pretty good.

With fourteen years of experience, he could be compared with many third-rate figures in the martial arts world.

After Chai Xin absorbed it, his internal strength increased to more than six years.

However, he did not leave, but turned back and went up the mountain.

There was another Sikong Xuan on the mountain who was as powerful as Zuo Zimu, and he was in a state of over-consumption and poison.

If we don't take it down, wouldn't it be a waste of this God-given opportunity?

When Chai Xin returned to the mountain, the Shennong Gang had already moved into Jianhu Palace.

As for the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, some died, some were injured, some fled, and some surrendered.

Just when Chai Xin was about to step forward and capture Sikong Xuan, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the foot of the mountain.

He quickly hid behind a rock and watched what happened.

Then, four women wearing green brocade cloaks with a black eagle embroidered on their chests came flying over on tree branches.

"The Holy Envoy of the Vulture Palace?"

Seeing the attire of these four people, Chai Xin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Judging from their light-heartedness performance alone, these four women are definitely not Duan Yu and his companions in disguise. The strength of each of them is probably even greater than that of Sikong Xuan and Zuo Zimu.

Over there, Zuo Zimu had just taken the "antidote" given to him by Mu Wanqing by mixing it with water when he suddenly noticed something and hurried over.

"As expected of the Holy Envoy of the Lingjiu Palace, they got the news right after I won the battle and came here so quickly. Fortunately, I didn't take the Holy Envoy's words of retreating seriously, otherwise I would have died without knowing how."

He said to himself as he ran.

He thought that these holy envoys had been observing him in secret for a long time and had never left. They were just watching his performance. He was still congratulating himself on his own alertness.

"I am Sikong Xuan, your subordinate, and I pay my respects to all the Holy Envoys! Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and have wiped out the Wuliang Sword Sect and captured the Jianhu Palace!"

He brought a group of disciples and ran to the four holy envoys of Lingjiu Palace at great speed, and kowtowed and paid their respects respectfully.

"Greetings to all the Holy Envoys!"

Everyone in the Shennong Gang also spoke respectfully in unison.

"Hmph, you've been delayed for so long. If it's been half a day later, I'll definitely let you guys experience the effects of the Life and Death Talisman!"

A woman spoke coldly, her tone full of condescension.

"I am ashamed, but I have finally fulfilled the order of Tong Lao. I hope the Holy Envoy will have mercy on me!"

Upon hearing the three words "life and death talisman", Sikong Xuan, the leader of a gang, was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body could not help but tremble.

"Holy messenger, please have mercy!"

The people of Shennong Gang also trembled in fear.

"Forget it. Since you didn't make any mistakes this time, I'll forgive you this time. But you have to be more careful in the future, otherwise I won't forgive you!"

Another Holy Envoy of Lingjiu Palace said.

"Thank you for your generosity, Holy Envoy. I will serve you at your service!"

After hearing this, Sikong Xuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh and bowed respectfully.

"Okay, you guys go down the mountain first. You are not allowed to enter the Jianhu Palace, and you are not allowed to tell anyone about the Wuliang Jade Bi, or you will bear the consequences. You can send someone to guard the mountain, and after we leave, you can enter the Wuliang Sword Sect."

The Holy Envoy of Lingjiu Palace who had spoken earlier waved his hand and went to Jianhu Palace first.

The other three women followed closely behind, no longer paying attention to Sikong Xuan and the others.

"Thank you for the generous gift, Holy Envoy!" Upon hearing this, Sikong Xuan immediately kowtowed in joy.

The Holy Envoy's words meant that the spoils from the attack on the Wuliang Sword Sect would belong to them.

Although the Lingjiu Palace was overbearing and ruthless, they were not stingy. On the contrary, they were very generous.

Lingjiu Palace would almost never take spoils obtained from attacks on other factions, but would instead share them among the forces under its command.

In fact, Lingjiu Palace never cares about material things such as gold, silver and treasures, and even the martial arts secrets that are most valued by people in the martial arts world are almost ignored.

This time, he ordered the Shennong Gang to attack the Wuliang Sword Sect in order to find out the rumor about the Wuliang Jade Bi Immortal's sword dance.

As for the so-called accumulation of the Wuliang Sword Sect or its various industries, Lingjiu Palace does not care at all.

When Chai Xin saw Sikong Xuan and others were about to go down the mountain, he immediately made a plan and jumped down the mountain first.

He had no intention of letting Sikong Xuan go, but it was obviously inappropriate to take action on the mountain at this time. After all, the strength of the four holy envoys of Lingjiu Palace should not be underestimated.

Once the four people were alarmed, he would be absolutely unable to resist with his current strength, and it would be good enough if he could escape safely.

However, he is fully confident about Sikong Xuan, who is currently exhausted.

He ran to the middle of the mountain and lay in ambush, waiting for the target to arrive.

This place is far enough from the top of the mountain that if there is a fight, it is difficult to hear the noise from above. Even if someone really notices it, it will take some time to rush over, which is enough time for Chai Xin to finish everything and leave.

Soon, an old man with a goatee and a long sword in his hand came down the mountain first.

"Boss, this time we have wiped out the Wuliang Sword Sect. Our Shennong Gang's status in the martial arts world will be greatly improved! This battle is all thanks to your brilliant strategy and good command!"

"Yes, Master, our lives will be much better from now on! You are truly a genius. You have helped our Shennong Gang flourish and reach new heights!"

Many gang members and disciples followed the old man with a goatee, praising him loudly.

The old man with the goat beard was naturally Sikong Xuan. Although he was extremely tired and his internal energy was greatly depleted, his face was full of pride and rosy glow.

"Hahaha, this battle is the result of everyone's efforts. You should not brag too much for me. Don't worry, when I get the assets of Wuliang Sword, I will definitely reward you according to your merits!"

Although he complained that everyone was too flattering, the brilliant smile on his face betrayed Sikong Xuan's true feelings at the moment.

"The leader is wise, we will follow you till death!"

"Master is wise, and I am deeply grateful to you!"

When everyone heard the words "reward according to merit", they were immediately overjoyed and started singing praises again.

Just when everyone was celebrating and having fun, a cold light suddenly flashed among the bushes.

"Gang leader, be careful!"

"who?"

Everyone was shocked and some warned others and some shouted harshly.

However, the figure was so fast that they could not react in time and were unable to defend themselves against Sikong Xuan.

In fact, let alone them, even Sikong Xuan himself, in his current state, could only slightly turn sideways to avoid the vital part of his neck.

He didn't know that at this sudden moment, he had no intention of taking his life at all.

But I knew he would escape, so I aimed at the area between his head and neck.

Now that he dodged, the sword was pointing to his right arm.

"Hey!"

The long sword was accurate and fierce, and it pierced steadily into the right arm. With a sudden force, it pierced through directly!
"Ah! Who dares to assassinate me?"

Sikong Xuan couldn't help but let out a scream, and his face suddenly turned from rosy to pale.

"Hurry up and save the leader!"

"Master!"

The others then reacted and rushed over to stop the assassin.

"Go away!"

Chai Xin, who had transformed into an assassin, took out several porcelain bottles from his arms and threw them directly onto the ground, smashing them.

Along with the sound of the porcelain bottle breaking, a burst of pale green poison quickly rose up and spread to the surrounding area of ​​several feet, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.

"Green Corpse Cold Mist! This guy actually has our secret poison!"

"Take the antidote first!"

Everyone was enveloped by the poisonous fog and was in chaos for a while.

After they took the antidote, the poisonous fog began to slowly dissipate. But where were the assassins and their leader in the fog?

"It's you! Zuo Zimu has already been rescued by you, why are you trying to embarrass me again?"

Sikong Xuan was being carried by Chai Xin by the collar and running wildly through the mountains and fields. By this time, he had already recognized the latter.

Not only is he extremely exhausted, but his most important right arm has also been severely damaged. His combat effectiveness is less than 30% to 40% of what it was at his peak, and he is completely unable to resist.

"Okay, now I'll tell you why."

Chai Xin threw him to the ground, then leaned over and pressed his palm on the top of his head.

When "Daoxuan Gong" was performed, a huge suction force instantly poured into Sikong Xuan's body, and soon all his internal strength was plundered.

"Twelve years of training? Actually, it's worse than Zuo Zimu's..."

Chai Xin thought about it for a moment and felt relieved.

Sikong Xuan is the leader of the Shennong Gang. In addition to practicing martial arts, he spends a lot of time collecting herbs, making medicines, and studying pharmacology.

It is reasonable that his skills are weaker than Zuo Zimu's.

Moreover, if he added the poison in his hand, he could easily take down more than a dozen people of Zuo Zimu's level when they were caught off guard.

In this way, Chai Xin's skills increased again, reaching the level of nearly eight years.

Chai Xin killed Sikong Xuan with a casual sword. He had never saved this guy before, and he was much more ruthless than Zuo Zimu, so he had no burden in killing him.

"Master!"

"Gang leader!"

"Where is the thief? Release the leader now, or I will make sure you are killed without a burial place!"

At this time, the sound of dozens of Shennong Gang disciples searching for their leader could be heard.

"Well, even if it's small, it's still meat. Since these guys offered it to me, I have no reason not to accept it."

Chai Xin walked towards the direction of the voice with light steps.

Several disciples of the Shennong Gang formed a team and searched around, which gave Chai Xin the opportunity.

Although more than a dozen people were lost after the war, there were still fifty or sixty people left. Assuming that each person had three years of skill, the total skill level was more than one hundred and fifty years.

Even though Chai Xin is now at the second level of "Daoxuan Gong" and can only transform about 1%, he can still absorb no less internal strength than Sikong Xuan.

(End of this chapter)