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In the Mysterious Spirit Mountain Range, on the flat ground inside a cave, Aotian and the others stood frozen, staring at the space above, clearly still in shock from the impact of the Blood-Red Giant Hand.
Fortunately, they were all people who had seen their fair share of grand events, and after a moment of astonishment, they regained their composure.
"Do you know who that person was?" Xiao Ya asked, looking somewhat grave at the Xiao Brothers.
The Xiao Brothers had been in Mystic Spirit Town, and when it came to familiarity with Lu Hongming, they were probably the most knowledgeable.
"I've never heard of such a powerful figure behind Lu Hongming!" Xiao Qingfeng said, his expression extremely grim. He hadn't expected that such a seemingly insignificant character as Lu Hongming could be connected to such a terrifying individual.
"We only knew that Lu Hongming was backed by Qiu Mingjie, but the person who acted just now was clearly not Qiu Mingjie. It seems that Lu Hongming is not as simple as he appears..." Xiao Yanyang sighed.
The faces of everyone were filled with a heavy expression; clearly, the person who acted had left an indelible shadow in their hearts.
"Actually, you all don't need to worry too much," Aotian suddenly spoke up.
Immediately, Xiao Ya and the others turned their attention to Aotian.
"That person should also have significant limitations; otherwise, he wouldn't have merely torn apart space but would have descended in his true form!"
Upon hearing those last four words, everyone's hearts jolted. If the power that tore through space was so terrifying, how devastating would it be if his true form actually descended?
"A powerhouse of that level would definitely have other strong individuals restraining him; otherwise, wouldn't the Dragon God World be dominated by him alone?" Aotian joked.
"Aotian is right. That blood hand was enough to easily erase us, yet he did not attack us and only took Lu Hongming away. This is enough to prove that he is also being restrained by others; otherwise, we wouldn't be standing here now," Xiao Ya said, glancing at everyone.
Upon hearing the words of Aotian and Xiao Ya, the Xiao Brothers nodded thoughtfully.
"Alright, we don't need to worry about the strong ones. Let's think about our next plans," Aotian said.
The Xiao Brothers exchanged glances and said, "Now that we have obtained the inner core of the Fire Spirit Lion, we should focus on helping Flame Sun with the poison. What are your plans?"
Aotian glanced at Xiao Ya and then said, "We still need to train in the Mysterious Spirit Mountain Range for a while and also refine this Mystic Spirit Fruit."
Xiao Qingfeng pondered for a moment and then cupped his hands, saying, "Then let's part ways here. Aotian, if you encounter any trouble, just let us know. No matter where we are, we will definitely come to help!"
Aotian smiled and replied, "If there is trouble, I will not forget the three of you!"
The Xiao Brothers bowed to Aotian and Xiao Ya before swiftly leaving the cave, completely ignoring Wang Shuiqun who stood aside.
Clearly, Wang Shuiqun's previous cowardly behavior did not sit well with the Xiao Brothers.
Aotian watched the Xiao Brothers disappear from his sight and said, "Uncle Xiaoya, let's go too."
"Hey, Aotian little brother, Xiao Ya senior, do you think I could join you..." Wang Shuiqun said awkwardly, rubbing his hands after hearing Aotian's words.
Aotian glanced at Wang Shuiqun lightly and replied, "Do as you wish..."
With that, he walked towards the cave entrance, and Xiao Ya flickered and appeared beside Aotian.
Wang Shuiqun watched the two with a glint of malice in his eyes, which quickly faded as he hurried to catch up with them.
The night in the Mysterious Spirit Mountain Range felt quite eerie. On a flat area piled with stones, a bonfire burned steadily, casting bright light around.
"Aotian little brother, Xiao Ya senior, you must be tired after a day of walking. I've already roasted some wild chickens for you; take your time eating."
With a smile on his face, Wang Shuiqun approached Aotian and Xiao Ya, holding two roasted chickens and respectfully offering them to the two.
Aotian and Xiao Ya exchanged glances before taking the roasted chickens from Wang Shuiqun and began to eat.
It must be said that although Wang Shuiqun was not a good person, his grilling skills were truly top-notch, making it hard for Aotian and Xiao Ya to stop eating.
However, neither of them noticed the deep malice hidden in Wang Shuiqun's eyes.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, causing the burning bonfire to flicker slightly, and the surrounding leaves rustled with a "swish" sound.
Meanwhile, a sly smile slowly crept across Wang Shuiqun's lips:
"Hehe, Aotian, Xiao Ya, I have to say you two are quite talented, but the competition for the Mystic Spirit Fruit is far from over!" Suddenly, Wang Shuiqun grinned at Aotian and Xiao Ya.
Xiao Ya was momentarily stunned, then shouted sternly:
"Has the fox's tail finally shown itself? It seems your target is also the Mystic Spirit Fruit!"
Wang Shuiqun snorted coldly:
"So what? Today, in this place, you two are doomed to die!"
"How arrogant!"
Xiao Ya roared, rapidly circulating his Mystical Energy. However, his expression changed drastically in an instant.
A sense of weakness emanated from deep within Xiao Ya's body, and the circulation of his Mystical Energy became severely obstructed. At that moment, Xiao Ya's combat power was practically no different from that of an Acquired Martial Artist.
"What have you done to me?!"
Xiao Ya shouted angrily at Wang Shuiqun.
"Hehe, have you noticed? Don't you feel that your Mystical Energy can't circulate at all right now?" Wang Shuiqun said with a wicked grin.
Xiao Ya's face turned grim as he said:
"Is it because of that roasted chicken?"
"That's right! I wonder if you've ever heard of Soft Xuan Saliva?" Wang Shuiqun replied casually.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ya's face turned ashen.
Soft Xuan Saliva is a colorless and tasteless yet peculiar venom. Once it enters the human body, it requires a gentle breeze to spread its medicinal effects; otherwise, it is completely ineffective. Even when it does spread, it does not cause any fundamental harm to any life forms. However, this venom can prevent martial artists below the Half-Step Human Spirit level from freely circulating their Mystical Energy for half an hour.
If an Innate Martial Artist cannot circulate their Mystical Energy, they are no different from an Acquired Martial Artist. Given Wang Shuiqun's strength, dealing with two Innate Martial Artists affected by Soft Xuan Saliva would be as easy as flipping a hand.
“I am curious, you are already an Innate Fivefold martial artist; this Mystic Spirit Fruit should be of little use to you, right?”
Aotian showed no signs of fear that one would expect at the brink of death; instead, he asked with great interest.
Although Wang Shuiqun found it strange that Aotian displayed no fear, he did not believe that the latter still had the strength to resist after being affected by his Soft Xuan Saliva. Thus, he replied calmly:
“Since you won't survive tonight, I might as well satisfy your curiosity. The Mystic Spirit Fruit indeed cannot help me break through, but I need it to concoct a rare Poison Pill, which requires the Mystic Spirit Fruit as an ingredient.”
“Can you tell me what kind of Poison Pill it is?”
Wang Shuiqun sneered and said:
“It’s better not to know too much when facing death. Prepare to die!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of Mystical Energy enveloped Wang Shuiqun's fist and shot towards Aotian.
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