Chapter 1496 The Culprit

1496 The Culprit

Hearing Chu Shijian's question, Wang Xiuying pondered for a minute before responding, "There are several ways to apply Basilisk's Tear. The easiest method is to mix it with liquid and feed it to someone, but since it has a distinct bitter taste, the best approach is to mix it with something sweet. It can also be injected into solid food."

"Something sweet…?" Chu Shijian began trying to recall the last time he had something sweet.

His complexion darkened a moment later when he recalled something, and his body trembled in anger.

"It can't be…" he muttered in a cold voice.

"Who poisoned you, father?" Chu Liuxiang asked with a deep frown on her face.

Chu Shijian didn't respond and turned to look at Sebastian with a serious expression before asking loudly, "What is Chu Wuyang doing at this moment?!"

"Chu Wuyang?! That useless brother?!" Chu Liuxiang cried out loud after hearing his name.

"Chu Wuyang?" Yuan raised an eyebrow as he recalled this familiar name.

'He was the one who blocked me at the front door when I tried to get Lulu back.'

Yuan recalled beating Chu Wuyang so hard that he fell unconscious.

"Young Master Wuyang should be in charge of our business in Cultivation Online. The one located at Third Heaven." Sebastian quickly replied.

"Don't tell me… he was the one who poisoned you…?"

Chu Shijian gritted his teeth and clenched his fists in frustration.

"I don't have solid proof or want to suspect him, but he was the only one who fed me something in the last several months. Right before I got sick, he brought me a slice of cake and asked for my opinion on it. The cake was so sweet I can still recall it clearly even now, so I only had a single bite!"

"However, Chu Wuyang also tasted the cake right after I gave my opinion!"

Wang Xiuying then said, "I don't want to make assumptions, but he could've easily prepared the antidote beforehand. This poison isn't deadly as long as you're prepared. The antidote is also not that hard to find."

"Why would he do something so foolish?! Sebastian! Summon Chu Wuyang and his mother for me!" Chu Shijian commanded.

"Right away."

Sebastian immediately rushed out of the room.

Chu Shijian lowered his head in a dejected manner and used his hands to massage between his eyes.

"What should I do now…?" he muttered in a stressful voice.

Nobody in the room responded. This was Chu Shijian's problem to solve as Chu Wuyang's father and victim.

Sebastian returned a few minutes later with the news, "I have notified Young Master Wuyang and his mother, telling them that there's been an emergency. They should arrive in a few hours."

Chu Shijian nodded and said, "In fact, summon everyone! I want everybody there to witness Chu Wuyang's response!"

"As you command." Sebastian left again.

"Father… we should probably leave…" Chu Liuxiang said in a low voice.

"Even if you are no longer part of the family, I would like for you to be there. You too, Yuan. If you don't mind, that is." Chu Shijian stared at them with a serious face.

"I don't mind being there." Yuan calmly nodded.

"Then I'll be there, as well." Chu Liuxiang said.

Wang Xiuying left the Chu Family shortly after checking Chu Shijian's condition while Yuan and Chu Liuxiang remained.

While they waited for the rest of the Chu Family, they rested in Chu Liuxiang's old room, which was left untouched.

"They kept this place clean…" Chu Liuxiang was left speechless after realizing that they'd continued to clean her room even after she left.

"So this is your room, huh?" Yuan looked around with interest.

"I wanted to show you my room long ago, but alas…"

"Better late than never, right?" he smiled.

Chu Liuxiang proceeded to spend her time cultivating while she waited. Meanwhile, Yuan closed his eyes to study his techniques.

A few hours later, Sebastian knocked on their room and brought them to the audience room. Chu Shijian was already there when they arrived.

"Three of my wives have already arrived. We're waiting for the last one to arrive before we start." Chu Shijian said as he gestured for them to sit in the chairs beside him.

Half an hour later, the fourth wife arrived. With the entire Chu Family present, Sebastian led them to the audience room.

"W-what the hell is going on here?" They were immediately shocked to see Chu Liuxiang and Yuan sitting beside Chu Shijian.

"F-father…?" Chu Wuyang also expressed great shock, but his attention was on Chu Shijian instead of the other two.

Chu Shijian didn't miss this and felt his blood boiling from anger, but he managed to keep his outer appearance calm.

"Dear, what on earth is happening here? Are you sure you can be out of bed right now?"

Chu Shijian's first wife, Chu Shufen, stepped forward and inquired. Instead of asking about Yuan and Chu Liuxiang, she questioned his well-being first.

Chu Shijian nodded, "As you can see from my appearance, I have been cured of my sickness."

"Is that true?!"

"What was the sickness?!"

"And who cured it?!"

The other wives also started speaking.

"We did." Chu Liuxiang suddenly spoke. "Well, to be precise, a member of our Demon Sealing Faction did."

"Y-you…? What are you even doing back here? I thought you'd left the family and would never return." Chu Shufen stared at her with a frown.

Her frown deepened when she shifted her gaze to Yuan.

"We can discuss them later. I summoned all of you here for another reason—my sickness. I thought I had contracted an unknown illness, but guess what? I wasn't actually sick! It turned out that I had been poisoned!" Chu Shijian's voice grew grimmer as he continued with a hint of self-mockery within.

"W-what?! Poisoned?! Who would dare?! And when could have this happened?!" Chu Shufeng shouted in anger.

"The poison is called Basilisk's Tear, something that does not belong to our world but came from Cultivation Online!" Chu Shijian explained.

As he listened to his father's words, the pace of Chu Wuyang's heartbeat quickened.

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