Moreover, He Chuan had also lost to Tao Zhengren before. He truly felt a bit intimidated by him.

The Third Lady smiled smugly, "In terms of swordsmanship and martial arts, I'm far inferior to you, brother. But when it comes to poison and traps, I excel."

"I happen to have a bottle of Mind Confusing Powder on hand. This poison comes in two parts: one is placed in incense, the other in wine."

The Third Lady said, "The two parts are non-toxic when separate. You can place the incense in the old man's room. By evening, when he drinks, he's bound to be poisoned. Once poisoned, his body will become limp, and his mind confused, leaving him at our mercy."

He Chuan, being cautious, asked the Third Lady to put some Mind Confusing Powder into the wine to check it, ensuring there were no issues.

Although the Mind Confusing Powder left some dregs that settled, they were extremely fine. Moreover, there was no peculiar smell. Truly, it was a top-tier poison.

To say nothing of poisons, even ordinary drugs rarely come colorless and tasteless. Anyone slightly experienced would take precautions when outside.

Therefore, to secretly poison someone is truly difficult.

The Mind Confusing Powder also has its limitations, as it doesn't take effect immediately. Furthermore, the Yang Powder has a strong aroma, even with incense masking it, it could arouse suspicion.

But Tao Zhengren wouldn't expect any plot here, so he probably wouldn't notice anything amiss.

The Third Lady added, "Once we deal with Tao Zhengren, I still have the aphrodisiac. With that on those two girls, they'll immediately become wanton…"

He Chuan laughed heartily, "Good, good, tonight we'll have fun with those sisters."

He added, "Let that old man watch from the side. I'll also settle the grudge from years ago when he bested me with his sword."

The Third Lady joined in with a sinister laugh; having done so many bad deeds, she surely feels there's nothing wrong with it.

On the contrary, she was a bit excited.

The Mind Confusing Powder was quickly placed into the incense burner and delivered to Tao Zhengren's room.

Tao Zhengren found the aroma overly strong and pungent. With disdain, he remarked to his two daughters, "The Northwest is barren and uncultured, they have no sense. Incense should be subtle and lasting, an upper-grade fragrance. A sharp smell is for freshening up clothes."

The two girls laughed, "Yes, this place is indeed rundown. There's horse dung everywhere on the streets..."

"People in the Northwest are also coarse, with faces flushed red, dust all over their beards and hair, and stains on their clothes."

Tao Ying suddenly thought of Gao Xuan, "That lecher is handsome and clean, not like a local at all."

Tao Zhengren was about to speak when he suddenly heard a strange noise.

The sound was actually very faint, like a feather falling to the ground. Yet to Tao Zhengren's ears, it was like a thunderclap.

He, having cultivated the Wudang Orthodox Skill, had pure and profound inner power, making him sensitive to unusual sounds.

Instinctively, Tao Zhengren gripped his sword hilt; as a flash of white light occurred, a flying saber broke through the window.

As he circulated his inner power, Tao Zhengren's eyes sharpened, immediately spotting a note attached to the saber. With a gentle flick of his sword, he had already pushed the door open and stepped out.

A shadow had already arisen to the roof and vanished with a flicker.

Tao Zhengren noticed the person's nimble body technique; in such a complex environment, falling behind even a few steps would make it impossible to catch up.

He was full of doubts, wondering who would dare to intrude into Feiyun Sword Hall in broad daylight and throw a flying saber at him? The audacity was enormous.

This person didn't seem to have any harmful intent. But what were they trying to accomplish?

Returning to the room, Tao Zhengren saw his two daughters had already picked up the flying saber and the note.

He frowned and said, "How many times have I told you, the Jianghu is perilous and full of deception, you must always be extraordinarily cautious. How do you know the blade isn't poisoned, or the note isn't toxic?"

The two girls became somewhat apprehensive from the reprimand. Tao Ying cautiously handed the note to Tao Zhengren, "Father, there shouldn't be any poison on it. However, the note says He Chuan is a bad person..."

Tao Zhengren opened the note and saw it densely packed with words.

The note first declared He Chuan to be a bad person and then stated that He Chuan had used Mind Confusing Powder on them. It warned that by evening, when they drank wine, they would surely be affected.

The person who sent the note was quite secretive. Tao Zhengren naturally wouldn't believe it easily. However, for someone to go to the trouble of sending a note falsely accusing He Chuan seemed a bit unreasonable.

When Tao Zhengren checked the incense burner, he indeed found two types of incense inside. That was quite unusual.

According to the note, when he drank that evening, the two drugs would interact, and he would be poisoned.

Tao Zhengren shook his head and sighed. What was going on?

Though not close friends, he and He Chuan were both from reputable and orthodox backgrounds. Why would the latter become so deranged as to poison him?

Tao Ying and Tao Hui were very anxious, "Father, what should we do?"

"It's okay."

Tao Zhengren sneered, "If He Chuan truly intends to act recklessly, I have my sword, not just for show."

In the evening, He Chuan arranged a banquet in the main hall to warmly welcome Tao Zhengren and his daughters.

There weren't many people at the table. Aside from the Third Lady, only a few of He Chuan's proud disciples accompanied them.

These disciples had never seen such delicate Jiangnan beauties before, and their eyes were fixed intently on Tao Ying and Tao Hui.

Tao Ying and Tao Hui felt displeased inside; He Chuan's disciples had a blatant, disrespectful manner, lacking the demeanor of students from a noble house.

With the contents of the note in mind, the two girls started to believe it somewhat. They were young, and with the matters on their minds, their expressions turned serious.

In contrast, Tao Zhengren was very shrewd, maintaining a façade of calm while drinking merrily with He Chuan.

After a few cups, Tao Zhengren's face suddenly turned pale, and he clutched his forehead, saying, "Something is not right, my head is in pain."

As he spoke, he spilled his wine, and slowly slumped down.

He Chuan sneered coldly, "Old fool, you brought this upon yourself; well-deserved for seeking trouble."

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