Martial Saint through Reading Chapter 248: No Trace! Everyone Poisoned

"May I ask, benefactor, what does this an?" Feeng Yi didn’t understand for a mont.

Feeng Zhi’s face changed dramatically upon hearing this.

"No good, we’ve fallen into a trap!"

"Elder...?"

"The Wolf Race wants to capture us all in one swoop, intentionally allowing Feeng Yao to rescue the clansn!"

"The Wolf Race secretly tracks Elder Feeng Yao, intending to locate our clan’s abode!" Feeng Yi reacted.

Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi were about to rush out.

"With your strength, going out now only leads to one path: death." Chu Ming lowered his eyelids, preparing poison.

Feeng Zhi’s body stiffened.

"Elder!" Feeng Yi exclaid urgently, "Even if it’s death, we can’t let the Wolf Race discover our clan’s abode!"

Feeng Zhi remained silent, then suddenly knelt to the ground, "Please, senior, save our clan!"

"Elder!" Feeng Yi was shocked and anxious.

"Kneel!" Feeng Zhi commanded with a low voice.

He understood very well that the young man in front of them was absolutely right; if they went out now, they would not only fail to save their clansn but also lose their lives in vain.

And the young man’s strength was so terrifying, he could certainly save the clansn.

Feeng Yi hesitated for a mont, reluctantly kneeling.

"I will act," Chu Ming lifted his eyes, his tone calm, "but not now."

"Senior, any request you have, just ask, we only beg the senior to act!" Feeng Zhi said urgently.

Chu Ming looked at the elder before him and suddenly thought of Fang Xiao and Housekeeper Fang.

"Answer two questions," he said.

"Please ask, senior."

"Where is your Wind Spirit Race abode?"

"Senior..." Feeng Zhi’s face changed, and he did not answer.

"Then tell , how far is it from here to the Wind Spirit Race abode?" Chu Ming asked, neither angry nor pleased, changing his wording.

"Seven hundred miles." This ti, Feeng Zhi did not conceal.

"Seven hundred miles, difficult to reach in a short ti, we have enough ti." Chu Ming lowered his head and continued to prepare poison.

The reason he asked this was to confirm the distance between the two places.

At a distance of seven hundred miles, even if he hurried with all his might, it would take him more than half a day to reach.

The Wind Spirit Race and Blood Evil Sect traveling by water would only take more ti.

The ti difference was enough for him to destroy this place.

"Senior..." Feeng Zhi saw Chu Ming no longer speaking and was extrely anxious in his heart.

"You can go out, I won’t stop you." Chu Ming added another sentence.

After this sentence, he did not say more.

If the two were bent on seeking death, why should he stop them?

Feeng Zhi stood in place, struggling with difficulty, suppressing the urgency in his heart.

"Feeng Yi, help the senior prepare dicine."

Thus.

The three quickly prepared dicine at this place.

The outside world.

Lower ridian Unlocking Realm strong person Yaan Qian led Yaan Da, who had reached Perfection in ridian Unlocking Realm, and a thousand n tracking the Wind Spirit Race.

At the river bay base, the remaining two ridian Unlocking Realm each led a thousand n looking for Feeng Zhi.

But no matter how they searched, turning the docks and ships upside down, they still could not find a trace of Feeng Zhi.

They even dived under the waters of the river bay but still found no trace.

"Damn it, where did they go?" Lang Qian cursed his subordinates, "A bunch of useless trash."

"Lang Qian brother, could they have escaped to the rear camp?" Guan Qiu said gloomily.

"Impossible, we surrounded from the rear with thousands of people, do they have wings or sothing?!"

"..."

"Report to Blood General, sir."

As the two were furious, several people from Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Race brought a corpse.

"Speak!" Lang Qian looked at the corpse, his tone darkened, "Is this the corpse of the Wind Spirit Race clansman?"

"Reporting...reporting to sir..." A Wolf Race tribe mber from the Refining Organ Realm nervously spoke, "This is...this is the corpse of Lord Lang Cheng."

"Repeat that?!" Lang Qian instantly roared in anger, lifting the white cloth with a swipe, "Lang Cheng!!"

"Find! Find them for ! Dig three feet into the ground if necessary to find the Wind Spirit Race!"

"Lang Qian, calm down." The Ten ridian Unlocking expert Guan Qiu covered the white cloth, voice heavy.

"Calm down, Guan Qiu, it’s my own brother who died, not yours!"

Lang Qian’s eyes flared with rage.

Lang Cheng was his own brother, how could he not be angry?

"Where’s Lang Ruan, have Lang Ruan co see !"

He had another brother, the one who guarded the tree prison, a Seven ridian Unlocking expert, who pursued Feeng Zhi and was finally killed by Chu Ming, a mber of the Wolf Race.

However, Lang Ruan’s corpse was near the dicine Tower at the rear, and no one had yet noticed the situation there.

At the rear.

"Benefactor, this batch of poison has been prepared." Feeng Zhi said.

"Still lacking," Chu Ming glanced, lightly waving his sleeve, and took out more dicinal materials, "Continue."

Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi had no choice but to invest in preparation again.

Until the sky had red clouds squeezing out.

"It’s almost ready."

Chu Ming divided the poison powder into three parts, handing two portions to the two Wind Spirit Race mbers.

"A hundred ters east is where they store food."

"Three hundred ters north, there’s a water source flowing down."

"Follow this route, scatter the poison powder."

"This is the antidote."

As he spoke, he also took out a white paper, drawing two safe routes, and then took out two antidotes.

"After scattering the poison powder, wait for here."

Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi accepted the poison and route map, sowhat hesitant.

Chu Ming glanced at the gradually brightening sky, not wanting to waste ti, his figure flickered, leaving the dicine Tower directly.

He needed to scatter the poison powder across the entire Blood Evil Sect’s river bay base before the Golden Crow rose.

The improved version of Soul-Catching Fragrance Powder was fatal to those in the Blood Circulation and Strong Bone Realm; those in the Refining Organ Realm could withstand a bit but would lose most of their combat power.

The effect on those of ridian Unlocking Realm was even less, at most causing so itching.

Finding a high place, feeling the direction of the wind, Chu Ming scattered the poison powder.

anwhile, the Sword Gourd Spirit observed the two Wind Spirit Race mbers inside the dicine Tower.

"Elder, this dicine can’t be taken!" Feeng Yi looked at the dicine pill, "And this map, this place is the Wolf Race’s station, surrounded by guards; we might be discovered the mont we step out!"

"We don’t even know who that senior is; he might be from the Wolf Race, doing this on purpose!"

But Feeng Zhi remained silent, his gaze falling on the dicine pill and map, eyes flickering uncertainly.

It was clear he was making a decision.

After a mont.

Feeng Zhi’s expression changed from hesitant to resolute. He took the pill and put it into his mouth.

"Elder!" Feeng Yi wanted to stop him.

"Take it."

Feeng Zhi lightly pushed Feeng Yi away and swallowed the pill without further hesitation.

"That senior is not from the Wolf Race; if he wanted to kill us, he wouldn’t need to go through so much trouble."

The black-robed youth who killed the Strong Bone Realm expert of the Wolf Race last night was not faking; the body is right beside.

Why would the Wolf Race sacrifice a Strong Bone Realm expert?

Feeng Zhi bitterly smiled, knowing his current situation, and that it was impossible for the Wolf Race and the Blood Evil Sect to go to such lengths for him.

Conversely, that black-robed youth truly intended to slaughter the place.

What if the pill is poison?

As long as the slaughter of the Wolf Race here succeeds, it’s worth it.

"Let’s go; we’ll head east first."

After swallowing the pill, Feeng Zhi beca decisive and walked straight out of the dicine Tower.

Feeng Yi hesitated for a mont and quickly followed.

From high above.

Chu Ming observed the two mbers of the Wind Spirit Race for a mont, then began to search for the upwind side to scatter the powder again.

About two hours later, most of the Riverbend station had been laced with Soul-Catching Fragrance Powder.

Returning to the dicine Tower, the two from the Wind Spirit Race were already waiting there.

"Senior, poison has been scattered in the water and food."

Upon seeing Chu Ming return, Feeng Zhi imdiately greeted him with respect.

This ti, the respect was not due to gratitude for last night’s rescue, but because of those two routes.

He and Feeng Yi followed the route and incredibly went unnoticed.

Even when so search parties passed by them, they couldn’t see them.

Such routes couldn’t even be mapped by those familiar with the area, only by soone with extrely high concealnt skills and a strong grasp of the bigger picture.

Feeng Zhi couldn’t do it, and none of the masters he knew could either.

"Senior, what should we do next?"

"Wait."

Chu Ming sat down to the side and calmly looked at the two from the Wind Spirit Race.

Because Feeng Zhi was at the ridian Unlocking Realm and had taken the antidote, he showed no signs of anything unusual.

But for Feeng Yi, who was only at the Refining Organ Realm, red spots had already started to erge on his skin.

With the physique of the Refining Organ Realm, Soul-Catching Fragrance Powder would take effect within an hour.

Below the Refining Organ Realm, in half an hour the entire body would swell with red spots, followed by the start of internal organ decay.

"Elder, my body..."

Before long, Feeng Yi felt an intense itch all over and, lifting his armor to check, found his skin covered with red spots.

In so areas, the red spots were so dense, they showed signs of festering.

"Not good!" Feeng Zhi imdiately realized Feeng Yi was poisoned, "Where’s the antidote senior gave you?"

"Threw... threw it away..." Feeng Yi said painfully.

"Threw it away?!" Feeng Zhi was instantly furious.

"Senior..." He hastily bowed to Chu Ming, hoping to plead for dicine on Feeng Yi’s behalf.

"I only have two doses of antidote," Chu Ming said calmly.

"Senior," hearing this, Feeng Zhi beca even more anxious and directly knelt down, "I beg you, Senior, please give him the dicine."

"Elder..." Feeng Yi could no longer stand due to the pain and itch, madly scratching himself.

Chu Ming looked at the elder pleading bitterly in front of him and then at Feeng Yi tearing at his flesh due to the itch. He lightly flicked his sleeve, tossing out a prescription and ingredients.

"I don’t have an antidote for you, make it yourself according to this."

Finishing his words, he got up and walked out of the dicine Tower.

Judging by Feeng Yi’s poisoning ti, the Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Race here at the Riverbend station should have been poisoned as well.

"Thank you, senior."

Feeng Zhi hastily picked up the prescription to start preparing.

"Thank... thank you, senior..." Feeng Yi struggled to his knees and bowed in the direction of the door.

Chu Ming did not stop, the Sword Gourd Spirit unfurled, covering the station.

As expected, many showed symptoms of poisoning.

He had a thought, his figure disappearing, arriving at a place reeking of a strong bloody sll.

In front of him were five towering Bloodthirsty Guards.

Chu Ming raised his right hand, a Star Ring forming in his palm.

Primordial Technique, Ten Extres Star Ring!

Compressed, condensed to the extre.

Then, with a slight shift of his mind, the Ten Extres Star Ring entered the bodies of the Blood Guards through their nasal passages.

In the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea, each Blood Guard’s body stored three Star Rings.

...

Within the station.

"Itchy, so itchy!" soone scread, tearing at their skin.

"What’s happening? There’s poison in the at!" soone exclaid, spitting out the at they were chewing and grabbing wine to rinse their mouth.

But no matter how they washed or forced themselves to vomit the food from their stomachs, large areas of red spots continued to erge on their skin.

"..."

In the main tent.

After a night of searching, the Wolf Race mbers Lang Qian and Guan Qiu were eating with grim expressions.

"Report!" a voice ca from outside.

"Get in here."

"Blood General, it’s bad, it’s bad, poison... itchy... so itchy... everyone..."

"Itchy, so itchy..."

The person stopped mid-sentence, suddenly scratching themselves frantically.

"Hmm?"

Lang Qian and Guan Qiu imdiately sensed sothing was wrong.

Because they too had begun feeling an itch within their bodies.