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Chapter 166: Unfathomable Mystical Arts! The Seven Murders Pavilion! Blood Poison!
This sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise.
No one expected the usually amicable and prudent head of the Qian family to suddenly act so erratically.
"Has the old man gone mad?"
This was the first thought that crossed the minds of the guests.
However, they soon realized something was amiss.
The aura emanating from the Qian family head was incredibly powerful and terrifying.
The icy chill in his aura seemed capable of freezing their very souls, causing their hearts to tremble and their limbs to stiffen, rendering them almost immobile.
"Not good!"
Even Wei Xinghe, a Martial Arts Master, was taken aback, his reaction several beats too slow.
He was horrified as he watched, powerless, as the 'Qian family head', with eyes narrowed in hatred, charged towards Wei Zian, driven by this formidable aura.
"Mystical Arts of Unfathomable Depths, Blood-Drinking Sword, an assassin from the Seven Murders Pavilion?!"
The youth in plain clothes stood up abruptly, his face filled with shock.
Protected by his sect's secret treasure, he was immune to the Mystical Arts, but due to the distance, he could only sigh and watch the events unfold, unable to provide timely assistance.
"Wait, where's Young Master Lu?"
As the sigh escaped his lips, he realized something was amiss. Lu Qing, who had been sitting at his table, had vanished without a trace.
But the next moment, he knew where Lu Qing had gone.
On the hastily constructed platform, Wei Zian and Ma Gu were already immobilized by the chilling aura emanating from the 'Qian family head'.
Wei Zian felt an endless chill seep into his heart, causing his limbs to turn cold. Despite seeing the threat approaching, he found himself unable to move a muscle.
Behind him, Ma Gu was in a similar state.
The aura surrounding the 'Qian family head' was incredibly formidable, as if imbued with some strange power that froze their thoughts, rendering them incapable of action.
In a matter of seconds, the 'Qian family head' had closed the distance of several steps. With a breath, he was already before Wei Zian.
His gaze was deep and cold, devoid of any emotion, like a reaper emerging from the depths of hell. He thrust his sword towards Wei Zian's heart.
With the momentum of his aura, if this strike landed, even a celestial being would struggle to save Wei Zian.
However, just as the short sword was about to pierce Wei Zian's heart, a teacup appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, and smashed into the side of the sword.
Bang!
The teacup shattered instantly, but the force within it was transferred to the sword.
The force was astonishingly powerful, causing even the 'Qian family head' to tremble and lose control of the sword momentarily, forcing it to veer to the side.
Shhii!
A stream of blood flew through the air.
The sword missed its target, grazing Wei Zian's arm instead of piercing his heart.
"Get away!"
At the same time, a fierce tiger's roar rang out, and Lu Qing's figure appeared on the platform.
His right fist clenched, Lu Qing's blood energy exploded, carrying an overwhelming aura as he slammed his punch towards the 'Qian family head's' side.
"What?!"
The 'Qian family head's' lifeless gaze flickered, seemingly surprised that someone could react so quickly despite being affected by his Mystical Arts.
However, he knew the opportunity had passed. If he continued his assault, even if he managed to kill Wei Zian, by the time Wei Xinghe and the others reacted, he would not be able to escape.
His thoughts raced, and in an instant, the 'Qian family head' made a decision.
He spun around and struck out with a palm, aiming for Lu Qing's fist.
Boom!
The fist and palm collided, releasing a burst of air that caused the platform to shake. In his hasty response, the 'Qian family head' was unable to match the force of Lu Qing's punch, which had been building up momentum.
The plump body flew horizontally, crashing through the nearby wall!
"You want to run?!"
However, Lu Qing immediately realized something was amiss.
In their brief exchange, his opponent hadn't suffered any injuries. Instead, he had skillfully deflected the force of Lu Qing's punch to propel himself outward.
Without hesitation, Lu Qing gave chase, leaping through the gap in the wall.
"Xiao Li, protect Xiao Yan!"
With those words, Lu Qing's figure disappeared, leaving the guests stunned as they watched this unfold.
From the 'Qian family head's' eruption of blood energy to Lu Qing's rescue of Wei Zian and subsequent punch that sent the impostor flying, it all happened within a few breaths.
Many guests were too shocked to process what had transpired before they saw Lu Qing in pursuit.
However, in that brief moment, the powerful auras exchanged between the two combatants left a deep impression on everyone present.
Especially the disciples of the Green Cloud Sword Pavilion, who wore expressions of disbelief.
"An'er!"
At that moment, Wei Furen's anxious cry rang out.
Everyone turned to see Wei Zian being cradled by Ma Gu, with Wei Xinghe, his wife, and Wei Zihuo gathered around him, their faces filled with worry.
As for Wei Zian, he clutched his wounded arm, his eyes closed, and a dark aura spreading across his face.
"There's poison on the sword?!"
Everyone was stunned by this revelation, their hearts filled with dread.
What kind of poison was on the sword that it could be so deadly? Wei Zian had only been injured for a few moments, and yet he had already fainted from the poison!
"Wei Family Head, quickly seal the acupoints on his arm to stop the blood flow from reaching his heart! That man is an assassin from the Seven Murders Pavilion, and he used Blood Poison. If the poison reaches his heart, it will be too late!"
The voice of the youth in plain clothes rang out, and his figure appeared on the platform.
Most of the guests were perplexed upon hearing this name and had no idea what kind of power it represented.
Only the disciples of the Green Cloud Sword Pavilion, who were also from a major sect, trembled with shock and wore horrified expressions.
Without a moment's hesitation, Wei Xinghe immediately used his fingers to seal the acupoints on Wei Zian's arm to stop the flow of poisoned blood.
However, even after sealing the acupoints, the dark aura on Wei Zian's face continued to thicken, and the situation remained dire.
"Your Excellency Zhi Rui, what should we do now?"
Wei Xinghe, knowing that the young man in plain clothes was knowledgeable and experienced, asked anxiously.
"I have an antidote pill here that can temporarily suppress the poison's progression."
The young man in plain clothes took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a pill.
"Thank you, Your Excellency Zhi Rui."
Wei Xinghe took the pill and forced it into Wei Zian's mouth, helping him swallow it with some water.
After ingesting the pill, the dark aura on Wei Zian's face noticeably slowed its spread, but it was clear that his condition had not improved, and he remained unconscious.
"Your Excellency Zhi Rui, why is this happening?"
Wei Furen's heart sank as she witnessed this, and she asked in despair.
"Madame Wei, my pill can only do so much," the young man in plain clothes sighed. "That assassin used the infamous Blood Poison, a secret toxin of the Seven Murders Pavilion. It's an insidiously virulent poison made from various venomous substances. Even a brush of it can cause one's vital energy to burn. If a Martial Arts Master is unfortunate enough to be affected, it would be extremely challenging to neutralize."
"Does that mean there's no hope for our An'er...?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Furen burst into tears.
The guests were equally shocked and horrified to learn about such a formidable poison that even a Martial Arts Master would struggle to withstand.
Wei Xinghe's mind spun, but as a Martial Arts Master himself, he quickly regained his composure.
He asked gravely, "Your Excellency Zhi Rui, is there truly no way to save him?"
"My antidote pill can, at most, suppress the Blood Poison's progression for half an hour. If you can find a renowned physician within that time, there should still be a chance to neutralize the poison. Isn't Elder Chen in your mansion? Why don't you invite him to provide treatment?" the young man in plain clothes asked, puzzled.
With the elder's medical skills and his own cultivation at the Innate Realm, they should be able to handle even the formidable Blood Poison.
However, Wei Xinghe shook his head, his expression bitter. "Your Excellency Zhi Rui, you're unaware of the situation. This morning, due to the commotion of the banquet, Elder Chen found it too noisy and left with my ancestor to gather herbs in the mountains. They should still be on their way back."
Otherwise, with their perceptive abilities, they would have surely sensed the disturbance in the mansion and returned by now.
But with their walking speed, it was uncertain where they had wandered off to, and even if someone were sent to find them, it was unlikely they could be brought back within half an hour.
"I see. In that case, I'm afraid I don't have a better solution either," the young man in plain clothes sighed.
Could this be fate?
Even Wei Xinghe felt a sense of despair at this point.
While there were physicians in the city, the poison had stumped even Your Excellency Zhi Rui, and ordinary doctors would likely be powerless.
To make matters worse, Elder Chen and the ancestor were not in the mansion, and it seemed like Wei Zian was destined to face this calamity.
"Brother Lu!" Ma Gu suddenly exclaimed. "Master Wei, quickly send someone to bring Brother Lu back. He knows medicine and should be able to save Young Master Zian!"
"Yes, yes! Go fetch Brother Lu!" Wei Furen finally regained her wits. "He was the one who treated my injuries. He must know how to save our son!"
Wei Furen recalled how her own injuries had been grave, and she had been on the brink of death, not much better off than Wei Zian at the moment.
But under Lu Qing's care, she had recovered enough to walk within half a day.
If he were here, he would surely know what to do.
"But Father, Brother Lu went after the assassin, and with our skills, we won't be able to catch up to them," Wei Zihuo said, ashamed.
"Ah Hai, go bring Brother Lu back immediately!" Wei Xinghe ordered. "Tell him that Zian is in grave danger, and only he can save him!"
Among them, only a handful of people might be able to catch up to Lu Qing and the assassin.
The County Magistrate and Your Excellency Zhi Rui were out of the question, and Wei Xinghe couldn't leave either.
The only one with a chance was the Great Housekeeper, a master of internal energy cultivation.
"Yes, Master!"
Wei's Great Housekeeper didn't dare delay and immediately prepared to chase after Lu Qing through the gap in the wall.
However, before he could take two steps, a gust of wind blew in, and a figure flew through the air, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"I told you, you can't escape," Lu Qing's calm voice sounded from above.
Everyone looked up to see Lu Qing standing atop the wall.
The man on the ground, his limbs twisted and bloodied, was none other than the "Qian family head."
(End of Chapter)
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