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“You think you’re the only one who knows how to use poison and I don ‘t? it seems like you’ve forgotten your past lessons?” Ling Chuxi said with certainty.

“You’re saying that you’ve already poisoned the surrounding area?” Qiu gaohe’s expression changed drastically, and he jumped up like a cat that had its tail stepped on.

The power of Ling Chuxi’s Supreme-grade itching powder was still fresh in his memory. It was colorless, odorless, and impossible to guard against. No matter how strong you were, as long as you were poisoned, the pain and itch would penetrate deep into your bone marrow. Even if a God descended to the mortal world, it would be difficult to resist.

Qiu gaohe’s scalp turned numb as he recalled the experts from Wu Feng Hall rolling on the ground, screaming in pain. He subconsciously scratched his face and body, and the more he scratched, the more itchy he felt.

“Not good, I’ve fallen into this damn girl’s trap again!” Qiu gaohe’s heart trembled violently. He couldn’t care less about his face as he ran out. As for du Yiwen and the others, he didn’t care if they lived or died!

Du Yiwen and the others were completely dumbfounded. Qiu gaohe was their finale. All their hopes were on him. Now, when Qiu gaohe saw Ling Chuxi, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. Such a scene made them want to faint immediately. What the hell is this? It’s over, everything is over.

Qiu gaohe knew how powerful this poison was. Once it fully took effect, under the numbing effect, no matter how strong one was, they would only be able to roll on the ground. But after a few hours, the poison would dissipate on its own. Now that the poison had not fully taken effect, as long as he could escape from the clear wind sect, he could concoct an elixir to relieve the pain and hold on for a few hours.

Qiu gaohe had just taken a few steps when he felt a strong force behind him, causing him to stumble and fall.

“Brother Qiu, we’ve met once. Listen to my advice. Let’s put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Repent and be saved.” Ye Qianhe put his hands behind his back and slightly raised his head, putting on the airs of a Daoist master. He said with a bit of melancholy and some distance.

If she did not know his background, Ling Chuxi would have really thought that this sanctimonious old man was a Daoist teacher who had come from some private school.

He had to admit that although this old fellow’s strength was not much, when it came to pretending to be an expert, from the secular countries to the sects ‘sage realm, he dared to be second, but he did not dare to claim to be first.

Of course, his strength was only in comparison. It was enough to bully Qiu gaohe.

“Ye Qianhe, it’s you?” Qiu gaohe’s qi and blood were in a frenzy from the slap. He turned around and saw who it was, and exclaimed in shock.

“That’s right, it’s me. I’ve turned over a new leaf and joined the Golden core sect from now on. I’m a compassionate person who saves the world.” Ye Qianhe’s tone was very sincere, and his eyes were very deep. His whole body exuded the kind and honest Qi unique to moral elders, and it was almost shining with golden light. If one didn’t hear it clearly, one would think that he had converted to Buddhism.

“Hahahaha, ye Qianhe, do you think I don’t know what kind of person you are? Over the years, you’ve poisoned at least a hundred people, if not a thousand, and you still want to be merciful?” Qiu gaohe, who had been slapped, loudly ridiculed in embarrassment and anger.

“Qiu gaohe, this old man is doing this for your own good. Not only do you not appreciate my kindness, you even dare to slander this old man. If I don’t teach you a lesson today, you won’t repent.” Ye Qianhe was obviously very satisfied with his appearance and was reveling in the satisfaction of being a virtuous elder. After being exposed by Qiu gaohe, his embarrassment turned into anger. He rolled up his sleeves and pounced on Qiu gaohe, punching and kicking him.”Old fart, you don’t know what’s good for you and are spouting nonsense. See if I don’t pull out your tendons and peel off your skin!”

Looking at this white-haired old man, who was rolling up his sleeves and fighting while cursing, everyone was dumbfounded. Was this really the humble old man who had been floating in the air and had the air of a quiet master just now?

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