Amidst the flurry of fists, Wei Yongzheng was steadily losing ground. Just as he was about to be defeated, a cold glint flashed, and tiny cold stars shot out from his sleeve, aiming directly for the green-robed man's eyes.
Clang, clang, clang! A series of sparks flew as the green-robed man, at some unknown point, produced an iron hook and blocked Wei Yongzheng's hidden weapons.
Yang Che was surprised to find that he could clearly see Wei Yongzheng's movements. Overjoyed, he immediately replayed Wei Yongzheng's actions of launching hidden weapons over and over in his mind.
"Feng Xu? What audacity, to dare sneak into the territory of my Wu Gate. Tonight, I will ensure you have no burial place."
Wei Yongzheng seemed to recognize the green-robed man. After speaking in a hoarse voice, he flicked his hand, and another volley of cold stars shot towards the green-robed man.
The green-robed man said nothing, merely waved his iron hook repeatedly to block Wei Yongzheng's hidden weapons, then stepped forward, hooking fiercely towards Wei Yongzheng's head.
Wei Yongzheng roared, "Hmph, Feng Xu, die!"
In a flash of lightning, Wei Yongzheng no longer showed any signs of being old and frail, on the verge of death. His figure flickered like a ghost, dodging the iron hook, and at the same time, another hidden weapon shot out.
At close range, the green-robed man, in his haste, dodged frantically, and a long bloody gash appeared on his face.
"It's poisoned!"
The green-robed man cursed in a low voice, then leaped abruptly towards the mountain forest, quickly disappearing into the moonlit night.
Just then, two people quickly ran from the direction of the mine entrance.
"Old Wei, what happened?"
Another equally old man asked immediately upon arriving.
Wei Yongzheng gasped slightly, and said in a low voice:
"It's Feng Xu of the Jadeite Pavilion. He managed to evade your eyes and ears and snuck in here. I've already injured him; he's poisoned by me and won't get far. Old Jia, you should hurry into the mountains and search for him. Leave no one alive."
"Let's go."
The old man surnamed Jia waved his hand, and the thin man who came with him followed him into the mountains.
Yang Che held his breath, hiding in the shadows, until Wei Yongzheng entered the stone house. Only then did he quietly slip away.
"If that green-robed man named Feng Xu escapes to the mine where I hid my things, it'll be terrible."
Thinking of this, Yang Che's heart sank, and he quickly ran towards the mine where he had hidden his things.
A short while later, when he arrived at the abandoned mine where he had hidden the slab-like Jade Slip and fine needles, Yang Che had not even approached when he suddenly heard faint voices from within.
He cautiously hid outside the entrance, listening intently.
"Feng Xu, you're becoming more and more useless. You can't even kill an old man who's practically in his grave, yet you dared to boast in the Jadeite Pavilion?"
When Yang Che heard this voice clearly, he couldn't help but shiver. Wasn't this the old man who had just met Wei Yongzheng and was called 'Old Jia' by him?
"Jia Yunzhi, how dare you criticize me? Didn't you say Wei Yongzheng still had residual poison and his cultivation had long since declined greatly?"
Feng Xu panted, his tone filled with extreme dissatisfaction.
"Wei Yongzheng has residual poison; who in the entire Wu Gate doesn't know? He caused Young Miss to be disfigured, and out of shame, he personally took poison to try and research a complete antidote."
Jia Yunzhi snorted coldly.
"But his attack just now showed no signs of diminished cultivation. If I hadn't been on guard, I'd probably be a dead man by now." Feng Xu's voice grew even colder.
"Don't worry, didn't I give you the antidote? Within a day, the poison in your body will be completely gone." Jia Yunzhi's old voice came out.
"Then what about the reward we agreed upon earlier?" Feng Xu's voice gradually became calm.
"Hmph, as long as you can kill Wei Yongzheng within three days, the reward will be doubled."
"What, within three days? That time is too tight."
"We can't delay any longer. A few months ago, Wei Yongzheng found a mine slave boy from somewhere to be his test subject for medicine. I heard he has already perfected the antidote.
If this news reaches the Wu Gate and the Sect Leader finds out, Wei Yongzheng will definitely have a chance to rise again. If he rises again, the Outer Sect's Poison Hall will return to his control.
So, at most, I'll give you three more days. If you can't do it, someone else will replace you. Let's go." Jia Yunzhi finished coldly, then walked towards the mine entrance.
Yang Che had no choice but to retreat to a distance and hide.
After Jia Yunzhi led the thin man away, Yang Che stared at the cave entrance, feeling faintly anxious.
It was a coincidence; what he feared most came true. This Feng Xu had indeed escaped into the abandoned mine where he had hidden his things.
Gritting his teeth, Yang Che, with extreme caution, slowly entered the mine step by step, and gradually walked deeper inside.
He was already quite familiar with the interior and knew of an excellent hiding spot.
Yang Che prayed that Feng Xu would leave quickly and not discover the things he had hidden.
After Cultivating the Purple Origin Art, Yang Che's body became increasingly light, so under his utmost control, he made no sound at all and successfully reached that excellent hiding spot.
Peering through the crack, Yang Che saw that Feng Xu had already removed his hood and mask, revealing his true face.
This man was about fifty years old, with a scraggly beard and a terrifying bloody gash on the right side of his face, clearly inflicted by Wei Yongzheng's hidden weapon.
Feng Xu's face was now green, indicating that the residual poison had not yet dissipated. He seemed somewhat anxious and irritable, occasionally kicking at the scattered rocks at his feet.
Yang Che, with a delayed realization, was surprised to find that he could actually see Feng Xu's face clearly inside the pitch-black cave?
The Purple Origin Art was truly not Cultivated in vain, which made Yang Che even more determined on the path to becoming an Immortal.
At this moment, his confidence also soared unprecedentedly. His previous tension and a hint of fear had all vanished without a trace. He even vaguely realized that he was greatly different from these so-called Jianghu people, and most likely, he had already truly become an Immortal.
While he was pondering, a sudden 'clatter' echoed inside the cave, and a faint white glow appeared.
"Eh? Jade... Jade... Jade Slip?"
Feng Xu's voice was filled with disbelief, and he even stammered when he spoke.
He had been randomly kicking at the broken stones on the ground to vent, but he didn't expect to accidentally kick away a pile of rocks, revealing a slab-like white Jade Slip.
Yang Che inwardly cursed, about to rush out regardless of the consequences, but upon hearing Feng Xu say 'Jade Slip,' his mind raced, and he abruptly stopped himself: "Jade Slip? Does this person recognize this item?"
Through the crack, Yang Che saw Feng Xu's hands trembling slightly with excitement. Then Feng Xu picked up the slab-like Jade Slip, and after a slight hesitation, he pressed it against his forehead.
Yang Che's mind instantly buzzed, and an inexplicable excitement surged into his chest: "So this item is to be used by pressing it against the forehead?"
"Haha, hahahaha. It truly is an Immortal's item, an Immortal's item! I never thought that I, Feng Xu, would have such a fortunate encounter in my old age. This is truly a blessing from the heavens! Hahahaha, hahahahaha."
Feng Xu laughed wildly for a while, even shedding tears of joy, holding the Jade Slip and alternating between crying and laughing.
This scene, on the contrary, made Yang Che stunned stand stunned.
However, how could Yang Che let this item fall into someone else's hands? Even if this Feng Xu was a so-called Jianghu master, he had no more qualms at this moment.
Like a ghost, Yang Che drifted out and immediately launched a sneak attack, striking fiercely at Feng Xu with a move called 'Black Tiger Digs Heart'.