Chapter 62 - Devil Poison

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Translation: Aerial Rain Translation (aerialrain.com) by koffeam

“Go, go, why not!” Su Junmo waved his hand helplessly. The disciple sent by Xue Chengxuan lowered his gaze and didn’t dare to say anything.

Sikong Xing took Meng Qi’s arm, and the two followed Su Junmo. Xue Clan was one of the great four clans of Feng Alliance, and Xingluo Pavilion naturally arranged their temporary residence. It was an inn located at Xingluo City’s eastern district, only two streets away from the Ruyi Inn where Meng Qi and the others lived.

They arrived there in no time.

Two Xingluo Pavilion’s disciples were guarding outside the inn’s gate. When passing by, Meng Qi’s eyes slightly swept over their hands. The disciples, wearing a brown uniform, stood upright on their post. They were a bit like Pei Mufeng, reminding people of a sword. Seeing them standing there gave quite a bit sense of security.

“Have they touched Miss Xue?” Meng Qi asked suddenly.

“Huh?” Su Junmo paused.

The two disciples looked at Meng Qi imploringly, and one of them said: “We found Miss Xue just outside the city gate and sent her here. The pavilion master is currently dealing with other things and still not arriving yet, so we are on standby here.”

“No wonder…” Meng Qi nodded.

“What’s wrong?” Su Junmo asked curiously, “Is there something wrong with them?” His line of sight followed Meng Qi’s eyes and fell on the two disciples’ hands.

Meng Qi took out a porcelain bottle from her storage space, took out two pills, and gave one to each disciple: “Eat this.”

The two looked at each other, but did not immediately put the pill into their mouths.

Meng Qi took out a white glove from the storage space. This glove was made from an unknown material that resembled silk and was just fit on Meng Qi’s right hand. She bought this glove, which was fire-resistant and water-resistant, after earning a lot of spirit stones.

Meng Qi reached out to grasp one of the disciples’ wrist, then lifted his hand up.

Su Junmo and Sikong Xing stood curiously next to her. They stared at the hand carefully, feeling quite confused.

“Although I don’t know the exact poison being used to attack Miss Xue, however…” Meng Qi paused and used a spell with her left hand.

A soft light enveloped the disciple’s palm.

“What is this?” Sikong Xing asked in surprise.

The spell’s soft light revealed a dark green line on the disciple’s fingertips. The line was very thin. Even under the light, it was difficult to see unless someone looked carefully.

Xingluo Pavilion’s two disciples naturally also saw it. Their complexion changed suddenly, and they looked at the dark green line in horror. The thin line continued from the fingertips up to the wrist and beyond.

“What is this?!” The disciple quickly rolled up his sleeve.

Meng Qi carefully traced the line upwards, inch by inch. The dark green line went up the wrist and disappeared just before reaching the elbow.

“You two must be contaminated when you sent Miss Xue.” Meng Qi let go of the disciple’s hand and explained calmly.

“Do you know what this is?” Su Junmo quickly asked.

Meng Qi shook her head, “When he moved his hand, I saw a dark green light flashed from his fingertips. But I don’t know what it is.”

Su Junmo stopped speaking. He took a deep look at Meng Qi for a while before finally saying with a heavy tone: “Let’s go in first.”

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