Poison Genius Consort

y ethereal, making it hard to anyone to ignore her.

“It looks like your lordship has arrived right on time.” Anyone who saw Gu Qishao would assume he was severely injured.
Jun Yixie’s lips curved up into a cold smile as he crossed his arms and walked towards Gu Qishao.
The white-robed female by his side showed no interest whatsoever, but leaned against a nearby wall to wait.
Jun Yixie’s aggression made Mu Linger want to speak out, but Gu Qishao only gave her a look and shielded her behind him.
Though Mu Linger was worried, she docilely followed his lead as they backed into a corner.

Jun Yixie stopped and said in amusement “Gu Qishao, if your lordship remembers correctly, your poison skills aren’t half-bad.”

“So what?” Gu Qishao’s wound-riddled body, when paired with his stubborn expression, really made for an ingenious sight.
If anything, he looked like a helpless yet unyielding hero.

Jun Yixie laughed out loud.
“Your lordship can use you to test the hundred different traps.
It’ll be perfect.”

“You wish! Even if I die, I won’t let you have the Gu Shu,” Gu Qishao was filled with righteousness even as his gaze turned mocking.

“That’ll depend on whether or not you have the skills.” So speaking, Jun Yixie made to move when Gu Qishao viciously kicked out with his foot.
Heaven knows how much internal energy he used, but the force was enough to send Jun Yixie flying until he crashed into a wall with a heavy thump. Immediately after that, he fell to the ground with another loud whump. He stayed crouched with one knee against the ground, a hand supporting himself while the other pressed against his chest.
As soon as he lifted his head, it was to spew a mouthful of black blood.

Poison!

“Aiya, since the Duke of Kang actually underestimated this gentleman’s poison skills, it’s only natural to give him a taste, right?” Gu Qishao turned back to flash Mu Linger a brilliant smile.
Mu Linger was completely at a loss to how Gu Qishao could deliver such a hefty kick.
It seemed like he was neither injured nor poisoned at all.

Jun Yixie had suffered a great loss, but he’d never admit it.
Instead, he stood up, spat out a few more mouthfuls of black blood, and said coldly, “Indeed, it’s extraordinary! You’re perfect for clearing the path!” So speaking, he unsheathed the sword on his back, whose chilly edge felt colder than a winter moon.

“Poison Frost Moon Blade!” Mu Linger blurted out.
This was a precious sword from ancient times whose fame came from how the blade shone like a cold moon.
Its sword awn was sharp enough to kill humans and beasts alike before they ever met its edge.
It looked like Jun Yixie had made ample preparations before coming to steal the Gu Shu by bringing such a strong weapon with him.

Only now did Jun Yixie notice Mu Linger.
“You’re somewhat knowledgeable.”

Despite his praise, his movements didn’t stop.
The Frost Moon blade was raised in the air before it hacked towards Gu Qishao.
The sword awn completely shifted the air currents around itself.
Gu Qishao pushed aside Mu Linger but didn’t dodge himself.
The sword awn cut into a large chunk of his shoulder.

Pain!

Gu Qishao was a man who feared pain, but nobody knew this fact.
He drew back the corners of his mouth into a grin and narrowed his eyes, before taking out a weapon of his own.
That was none other than a black folding fan.
It looked ordinary, but as soon as he opened it, the folds of the fan revealed countless blades.
This was a sword fan! He had been planning to use this against the poison beast, but now it was Jun Yixie’s turn to have a taste of its strength.

Meanwhile, Jun Yixie had struck with his second blow.
Gu Qishao opened up the fan and lifted it above his head to block the blade.
Once the sword fan and Frost Moon blade met, there was a melodious clang.
Those who were ignorant might assume the two weapons would break, but both sides were unharmed.
It was Jun Yixie and Gu Qishao themselves who ended up sporting cuts on their hands from which fresh blood poured.

At first, the two continued to increase the weight behind their weapon.
But as time passed, the cuts on their hands grew bigger as a result of the strain.
If they kept on, they might die from blood loss instead.
It was here that the white-robed female wearing a face veil suddenly rushed forward with her sword.

“Taking advantage of the situation, how despicable!” Mu Linger cursed as she unsheathed her own sword.
But before she could even see the woman move, her own weapon had been chopped in half.
The masked woman ignored Mu Linger completely before turning to help Jun Yixie.

Jun Yixie and Gu Qishao were both stuck in a deadlock.
At this point in time, anyone who helped one side even a tiny bit would be able to claim victory.
Without a word, the masked female raised her sword and ruthlessly sliced at Gu Qishao’s fan.
How could he block the blow? The fan was crushed towards his head, its sword edges almost touching his scalp.
The consequences if such a thing happened were too ghastly to contemplate.

“Let go of my Qi gege!”

“Ganging up on someone, you guys are shameless!”

“Let him go!”

…..

Mu Linger waved her broken sword, wanting to duke it out with the masked female.
Unfortunately, the white-robed woman was able to ward her off with a single push that sent her far away, keeping her away from Gu Qishao.
Despite that, Gu Qishao simply relinquished the sword fan and allowed Jun Yixie and the masked woman’s swords to come at him.

“Don’t!” Mu Linger cried out as she covered her eyes.
She had no time to block them.

Gu Qishao’s eyes flickered with icy intent.
He could only feel pain, but he wouldn’t die.
Since things had progressed to this state, he could only reveal his secret to these two before killing them off.
Light gleamed off the swords as their edges drew closer.
But suddenly, swift and vicious needles flew out from the darkness to aim at Jun Yixie and the masked woman’s hands.
The two of them hastily evaded the attack, only to hear a familiar voice.

“Jun Yixie, Duanmu Yao, stop right there!”

Who…had arrived?