Chapter 1763 - 649: Hua Jun_3

"This hidden mountain is desolate, exactly because Sikong Hua Ji was worried about the disciples being harmed by this creature, thus leaving this mountain deserted solely to raise it.

"Moreover, it is known that it is fond of poisonous snakes and will not leave, so one can feel secure in breeding it.

"Periodically, a poisonous sac will emerge on this toad’s back, where the essence of its toxins resides.

"Therefore, he will have someone lure it with potent poison, allowing it to consume.

"As it consumes the potent poison, like a person intoxicated by wine, it will fall into a deep slumber.

"At that moment, people will extract the poison from its sac.

"It’s a pity that Sikong Hua Ji failed to realize the benefits of this creature, claiming what he showcased was a waste."

He shook his head lightly at this point, looking at Hua Shiyi and the maid with an extremely gloomy expression:

"My methods were supposed to be smooth, even if these two useless Tianjing Sect members came, they couldn’t prevent the toad from entering my possession.

"Yet unexpectedly, you two disrupted it...

"Infuriating indeed!

"Now that my container has escaped, I can only borrow you two for the time being to act as my sac, how about that?"

Hua Shiyi and the maid’s faces changed dramatically.

Once the toad burrows into one’s stomach, can there be any good outcome?

Hua Shiyi, however, said softly:

"Well... Esteemed elder, we’ve been battling here for so long, did you catch sight of the toad’s whereabouts?"

"Hmm?"

With these words, Ying Wufeng too felt something amiss.

Although he manipulated himself to make the toad perceive him as a dead person.

However, having played around for so long without any movement at all seems rather unreasonable.

He instinctively turned around to look.

But he found traces of the toad nowhere.

His heart skipped a beat, turning back to look at Hua Shiyi and the maid.

Finding them still in place, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet, the look in their eyes was as if they were seeing a ghost.

Frowning tightly:

"You... what are you doing?"

"...Do you truly not see it?"

Hua Shiyi asked softly.

"..."

Ying Wufeng’s forehead veins throbbed, a sudden thought occurred:

"Could the toad be on my body?

"Impossible... The creature is entirely poisonous, even deer skin gloves can’t block it.

"If it were on me, surely I’d already be dead..."

"Even deer skin gloves can’t block it?"

A voice suddenly rang out beside Ying Wufeng’s ear, filled with astonishment.

"Who is it?"

Ying Wufeng’s hair almost stood on end, taking a massive leap, landing three zhang away, looking up, only to see a black-clad figure wearing deer skin gloves, clutching a small toad, gazing at him with a hint of peculiarity in his eyes:

"Though I think the issue can be solved with just a pair of deer skin gloves, you persistently caused such a fuss.

"Indeed somewhat strange...

"But, claiming deer skin gloves can’t block the toxins, isn’t that a bit exaggerated?

"See? I’m perfectly fine."

He spoke while extending the toad towards Ying Wufeng.

Ying Wufeng’s face turned pale:

"Who exactly are you?"

"A passerby..."

Su Mo replied carelessly.

"A passerby with a masked face?"

Ying Wufeng felt this person was simply treating him like a fool.

"Let me think and come up with another excuse... Oh, the previous words weren’t finished. Deer skin gloves are effective...

"If you don’t believe, why not try for yourself?"

Su Mo glanced at the toad in his hand.

It wasn’t that he deliberately tested the claims.

It’s mainly because before the mention of the container, Su Mo had already grasped the toad.

Upon reaching this, Su Mo felt the situation was far from simple.

Surely, finally this person shockingly claimed even deer skin gloves couldn’t block the poison of this toad.

Unfortunately... by then, Su Mo had already seized it.

Even if he wished to let go, it was too late.

"You..."

Ying Wufeng heard Su Mo’s words, frowning ferociously:

"Really?"

"Seeing me, wouldn’t you know, do I show any signs of poisoning?"

Su Mo spread his hands.

"Then uncover your mask and let me see your complexion."

Ying Wufeng suddenly proposed.

Su Mo fell silent instantly.

Ying Wufeng sneered: "Dare not show your true face to others, why should I believe you? Trying to have me catch this toad, ending in fatal doom? Daring not to face me openly, why, you’re nothing special after all!"

With these words, he pressed his foot down and swiftly retreated.

Though he considers Su Mo insignificant.

Su Mo holding the deadly creature, even if his martial arts are mediocre, merely hurling the toad onto his face.

He couldn’t possibly counter it.

In the current situation, it is surely wise to leave first.

It’s just that he plans to leave, not alone.

With a swipe movements, he grabbed the Tianjing Sect disciple, intending to lead him away.

Su Mo glanced, choosing not to intervene, only setting his eyes on Hua Shiyi:

"Why are you here?"

"Me?"

Hua Shiyi looked at the black-clad figure before her.

Momentarily unable to discern the meaning behind his words.

His tone suggested he was rather familiar with her.

Yet this person had a face masked, making identity verification impossible.

And although he hadn’t made a real move, earlier he circled around Ying Wufeng several times, it was evident to her, he was merely a step away from Ying Wufeng, yet Ying Wufeng couldn’t detect it.

It was clear this person’s martial arts were extraordinarily high.

Hua Shiyi, despite liking to make friends, knew no such expert.

Thinking of this, she dared not contemplate further, quickly speaking:

"There’s a long story to this, brother, you allowed Ying Wufeng to leave?"

"Relax, he can’t go."

Su Mo smiled lightly:

"Someone else has arrived."

"Who?"

Not Hua Shiyi but Ying Wufeng asked.

Moreover, as he posed this question.

He also let out a muffled grunt, his body fell back, feet tapping seven or eight times barely managing to stay upright.

Fresh blood poured under his mask.

Looking up, a burly figure stepped into the cave.

The man’s physique was unreasonably robust.

As his eyes swept across the cave, a voice suddenly resonated outside.

"Bo Yan visits, requesting an audience with Sikong Sect Master!"

This voice drifted, seeming directly in one’s ear, yet simultaneously far-reaching in the sky.

Truly unfathomable!