Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 339 - 329: Asking for the Antidote

Shi Lingyue couldn’t help but constantly retreat, terrified that Chu Hao, unleashed in his killing spree, would slaughter her as well.

——If he could kill a genius like Mo Guxin without hesitation, what’s stopping him from killing her?

The scene of Mo Guxin’s explosive demise had been witnessed by many, which naturally threw everything into chaos, flurries of shock and alarm bubbling throughout the mountain peak.

In just a moment, a massive number of Inner Sect and Outer Sect disciples from Weird Claw Peak and Raising Hoof Peak ran down, while the even stronger Elders and deacons were yet to be seen.

"Senior Brother Chu!" Upon seeing Chu Hao, the disciples from River Down Courtyard shouted with a mix of surprise and joy.

Rumors had spread throughout the Sect that Chu Hao had offended the Spirit Demon Sect and had been killed by them. Now seeing Chu Hao appear unharmed, joy knew no bounds.

Chu Hao nodded, his gaze sweeping over the familiar faces, and memories began to surge through his mind——Zhao Huan, Bai Shengjin, Wei Lingyun, Chen Jiaqi, Le Deqing, Yu Wenjing, and Tang Xin.

Whoosh, a little leopard suddenly darted over, biting Chu Hao’s trouser leg and shaking its head vigorously—it was Flying Fire.

"Little fellow, long time no see." Chu Hao picked up the little leopard. In a year’s time, the little leopard’s strength had greatly improved, reaching the level of an Eight Meridians martial master, but it was clear that the next step would not be so easy to cross.

Flying Fire stretched out its long tongue and licked Chu Hao’s face repeatedly.

"What a shameless ugly leopard," Fat Cat muttered from the side.

"Hey, if you want to lick my face, I wouldn’t even allow it," Chu Hao laughed.

"Pfft, you think you’re worthy of my licking your face? Meow, I’m a noble cat. How could I do such a thing?" Fat Cat said with disdain.

"Chu Hao, you, you, you really killed Mo Guxin?" Zhao Huan’s words brought Chu Hao’s attention back.

"Hmm." Chu Hao nodded, his expression calm.

Hissss!

All the disciples from River Down Courtyard were utterly stunned. Mo Guxin was the top disciple within the Inner Sect, the king among the young disciples, and was destined to become a big shot of the Sect. To have him slaughtered right at the Sect’s entrance was an unthinkable provocation to Yunliu Sect.

It had become a feud that could only be settled by death.

"Senior Brother Chu, you better run fast."

"Yes, run quickly!"

The disciples from River Down Courtyard urged him, knowing all too well how talented Chu Hao was. Within half a year of joining the Inner Sect, he had climbed to the third rank among core disciples. Yet he was still young, and Yunliu Sect was not short of martial masters, and even Warrior-level powerhouses.

How could he fight against them?

If Chu Hao were to return in ten years, they might believe he’d stand a chance, but now? It was undoubtedly a futile effort.

"Thinking of running now?" Disciples from the Native Faction sneered. If they let someone escape after openly killing another at Yunliu Sect’s gate and then just walk away, would they have any face left?

Chu Hao’s gaze swept over them and said, "Why have the big shots not come out yet? Is it because the small fry haven’t been hit hard enough, or is it because I haven’t killed enough?"

"Chu Hao, you’re seeking your own death. Kneel down now and surrender!" Ling Tianhe shouted loudly, his face showing a trace of schadenfreude.

This was easy to understand because even within the Native Faction, not all was well. There were the Ling Sect, Shi Sect, Zhang Sect, and Zhao Sect. Previously the Cao Sect was the most dominant, but with Cao Jingwen’s death in the Ancient Training Ground, Yunliu Sect was momentarily headless, leading to a situation where the Hundred Sects vied for supremacy.

Until Mo Guxin decisively reached the top, becoming the new king of Yunliu Sect, and Mo Sect’s influence rose along with him to become the strongest force within the Sect.

To this, core disciples like Ling Tianhe and Jin Wuxiang were extremely unhappy. But what could they do against such strength? However, things had taken an unexpected turn, and Mo Guxin was killed by Chu Hao. Naturally, Mo Sect was likely to become history from this point forward.

Could they not be delighted?

And even if Chu Hao was strong, it was useless. First, he was a person from the Lower World, doomed to be nothing more than their dog. Second, having killed Mo Guxin, there was simply no chance for him to redeem himself by meritorious deeds. He would undoubtedly be executed on the spot to set an example.

Chu Hao’s gaze swept over again, and after a year, Ling Tianhe had also reached the Eight Meridians martial master level, but what was that worth in his eyes? He harbored even less affection for the members of the Ling family and said, "You want me to kneel?"

"You have committed such an atrocious crime, a million deaths would not be sufficient to atone for it," Ling Tianhe yelled, believing that the Sect’s powerhouses would soon arrive, not afraid to confront Chu Hao directly, and using this opportunity to establish his own authority.

"The old ones still refuse to come out. Clearly, things are not yet exciting enough." Chu Hao looked at Ling Tianhe and pointed a finger.

Pop. Ling Tianhe’s head burst open like a balloon, with brains and blood spattering in a mess.

Another one was killed.

Everyone was looking at Chu Hao with straight faces, their minds unable to process what was happening.

This guy must be insane; otherwise, why would he dare to be so reckless?

"Chu! Hao!" At that moment, an angry roar echoed, old but filled with authority. One of Yunliu Sect’s powerhouses had finally received the news and came down in killing intent.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh, three elder figures appeared on the scene, each looking to be in their sixties or seventies, their faces burning with unspeakable rage.

Mo Guxin was dead, the genius in whom they had placed endless hope was dead, and the murderer was a lowly dog from the Lower World.

But their hearts were filled with even more confusion. The new year had passed, and by all accounts, Chu Hao should already be dead!

However, this kid had joined the Spirit Spring Sect and got to consume plenty of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Maybe he temporarily suppressed the toxicity. That’s why he didn’t die from the poisoning and now he’s returned to the Yunliu Sect... Could it be that he knows he has been poisoned and has come back to seek an antidote?

It must be so. Though the Ten Insect Powder isn’t considered a very advanced poison, its formula is quite complex, with as many as a hundred types of poisons that could be used in its creation. To find the corresponding ten types is very difficult.

Because a single mistake, and the poisoned person would immediately succumb and die, beyond saving.

So, Chu Hao has come back to ask for an antidote.

But this guy is far too arrogant, isn’t he? Does this look like the attitude of someone asking for help?

Logically, if the matter of the Ten Insect Powder were exposed, they would dare not refuse Chu Hao an antidote because they wouldn’t be able to withstand the wrath of an imperial-level power. But if it hadn’t been exposed, they would naturally prefer to feign ignorance, happy to watch Chu Hao succumb to the poison and be rid of him for good.

But now, Chu Hao was being too domineering, daring to kill people directly, and among them were two core disciples, including Mo Guxin, the hope for Yunliu Sect’s resurgence.

And he still wants an antidote? Hmph!

"Finally stopped being a coward, have you?" Chu Hao mocked without any courtesy. At last, a few credible figures had appeared—three warriors, the strongest force of the Yunliu Sect.

"How dare you!" disciples from the Native Faction shouted one after another, finding Chu Hao’s arrogance intolerable; he even dared to speak so impudently in front of the three elders.

"Huh?" "Hmm!" "Ah!"

At that moment, the Three Great Elders seemed as if they were struck by a "shock acupoint," their mouths agape, with an expression of being so shocked that they could swallow their own tongues.

Hey, hey, what’s going on here?

The rest were clueless, only able to stare blankly. Had the Three Great Elders gone mad?

"Warrior, you actually broke through to become a warrior!" one of the elders said with a trembling voice, a member of the Cao family.

A warrior!

The whole place erupted in an uproar, a piece of news nobody could believe.

A 20-year-old warrior? What a joke! For most martial artists, reaching the level of martial master by the age of 20 was already considered an outstanding achievement. Yet, above martial master was Martial Sect, and only above that was a warrior, which was two whole major realms higher, not to mention crossing from the Three Minor Realms to the Middle Three Realms.

They just couldn’t believe it, even if it killed them.

But these words came from Elder Cao’s mouth. Would he talk nonsense?

A warrior... No wonder he was so full of confidence, saying he would kill without hesitation. For a warrior, being arrogant was not enough; this was the strongest combat power of the Yunliu Sect.

Yikes, a 20-year-old warrior! The sound of the crowd drawing a cold breath could be heard throughout the venue. This was truly monstrous. What about Cao Jingwen, what about Mo Guxin? Compared with him, they were practically idiots.

The three warriors now present, apart from Elder Cao, were Elder Jin and Elder Xue. Their faces were grave too, never having anticipated that Chu Hao would defy the heavens to this extent, breaking through to become a warrior at the age of 20.

Think about it, which of them did not reach this step only after surpassing a hundred years in age?

To compare oneself with others is truly infuriating.

But they immediately resolved in their hearts, so what if he’s a warrior? Even warriors cannot rely on their own strength to refine the toxicity of the Ten Insect Powder. No matter how monstrous you are, you still have to bow your head obediently.

"Chu Hao, is this how you ask for help?" Elder Cao spoke again, his face regaining calm. After all, it wasn’t members of the Cao family who died. He could let his anger pass—it was just a momentary outburst. The situation was stronger than the person, and Chu Hao was now a disciple of an imperial-level power.

Chu Hao was first taken aback, but with his wit, he promptly came to a realization—the other party thought that the Ten Insect Powder in his body had not been resolved, and he had come back to seek an antidote.

Thinking of the Ten Insect Powder, he could not help but be furious, saying, "Indeed, I am here today for the antidote to the Ten Insect Powder, but not for myself, but for all the disciples of the Lower World."

Shit, how could he say that out loud?

The Three Great Elders cursed in their hearts simultaneously. The Ten Insect Powder was a big secret of the Yunliu Sect, known only to people in the core circles of each family, as this method was too despicable. If it leaked out, the Yunliu Sect would truly be shamed. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Do you still want the antidote or not?" Elder Jin shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Lower World were in an uproar.

From the implications of Chu Hao’s words, it seemed they had all been afflicted with this Ten Insect Powder, which was initially met with skepticism. But Elder Jin’s interjection more or less confirmed Chu Hao’s words.

How could they not be angry?

"Three elders, what does this mean?"

"Have we really been poisoned with the Ten Insect Powder?"

"We need an explanation."

The disciples from the Lower World shouted in unison. They already suffered enough humiliation from the Native Faction within the sect, and now to know they even had poison within their bodies triggered the rage they had been suppressing for so long. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)