I can only beat noobs.

Chapter 115 A shining debut
"What kind of poison is this? How could it cause even a fourth-rank expert to fall victim to it without even realizing it?"

In the darkness, a fierce wind carrying rain blew into the inn, lashing against Cheng Ruiwu and sending a chill down his spine.

Those who possess such potent toxins are certainly not ordinary forces.

It's important to know that neither he nor the blue-clad captain had eaten anything after entering the inn. This means that the strange poison must have been permeating the air, and it only took effect after they inhaled it.

This is a colorless and odorless poison, and those who possess it are definitely not ordinary forces.

He recalled a recent rumor, and his heart sank. He could only hold his sister's hand tightly and secretly slip her an antidote pill.

These antidote pills were specially made by his sect and were quite precious, but after taking them, they had absolutely no effect. This shows just how terrifying this toxin was.

"Who the hell are you, hiding your head and tail? Get out here right now!"

From the darkness came the furious voice of the blue-clad captain.

"Hahaha--"

A burst of wild laughter suddenly echoed from above the inn, "Duan Peicheng, haven't you always wanted to find me? Now, I've come."

Cheng Ruiwu's heart tightened, and he subconsciously turned his head to look. He saw the waiter who had been hiding behind the counter come out with an arrogant look on his face.

It was him!

Cheng Ruiwu was taken aback. Just now, this was the same waiter who had served him, bowing and scraping to them. No one would have imagined that this fellow was actually playing dumb, fooling everyone.

By the way, it was this person who lit the lamp on the wall just now.

He thought of a detail.

It seems that it was at that time that this person poisoned the lamp oil, catching them off guard and causing them to fall into the trap.

Blue-clad Captain Duan Peicheng sneered, "The dignified current Demon Prince of the Blood Demon Sect, actually pretending to be a waiter, bowing and scraping to people, wouldn't that make you a laughing stock?"

The waiter said grimly, "It's simple, just don't let it get out."

Upon hearing their conversation, Cheng Ruiwu's heart sank to the bottom.

It really is the Blood Demon Sect!

Moreover, this waiter is the current Demon Prince of the Blood Demon Sect.

Given the Blood Demon Sect's methods, their fate would likely be worse than death.

A bitter feeling welled up in his heart. He gripped his sister's hand tightly, and with his other hand, he reached into his robes and found a dagger. He gripped it tightly, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Clearly, he had made up his mind.

……

Duan Peicheng said disdainfully, "If you were confident you could kill me, you wouldn't need to resort to such despicable methods. I'm poisoned now, and you don't even dare to make a move. With that kind of courage, calling you a coward is an understatement."

A hint of anger flashed across the waiter's face, but he quickly concealed it. Suddenly, he shouted, "Deng Ziyang, stop hiding! I know you're right here. Just kill this man, and I'll let bygones be bygones."

This name is unfamiliar to most people.

Only when Huo Qianqian, hiding under the table, heard this familiar name did she feel a shock. How could it be him?
On second thought, it seemed impossible; perhaps it was just someone with the same name.

Just then, a somewhat familiar voice rang out, "So, you are the real Demon Child! No wonder that fool in Qingfeng City was able to stir up such a huge storm; he was just a shield you pushed to the forefront."

Huo Qianqian couldn't help but peek out. In the darkness, she saw someone walk out from behind. Upon closer inspection, it really was Deng Ziyang.

She was shocked. Wasn't Deng Ziyang working for the Six Doors? How did he become involved with this demon prince of the Blood Demon Sect?
The waiter said, "Deng Ziyang, you are a smart man. None of the disciples in Qingfeng City survived, only you left in advance and escaped this calamity. I admire you very much. As long as you can kill this person, I can pass on the fourth level of the Blood Demon True Scripture to you and help you break through to the fourth rank."

Deng Ziyang was silent for a moment before saying, "What if I don't want to?"

"Hahaha……"

The waiter burst into laughter again, “Deng Ziyang, Deng Ziyang, I thought you were a smart man, but I didn’t expect you to be so stupid. Don’t you understand? From the moment you started cultivating the Blood Demon Scripture, there was no way out. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you are still a demonic cultist, and everyone has the right to kill you. There is no place for you in this world anymore.”

Deng Ziyang remained silent, his breathing became rapid, and he was clearly shaken.

"Deng Lang".

Just then, a woman stepped out from behind him and grabbed his hand tightly.

……

"Second Senior Sister?"

Huo Qianqian and several female disciples of the Xiaoshui Sect were utterly shocked when they heard that incredibly familiar voice.

Why is Second Senior Sister so close to that demon from the Blood Demon Sect?
She's getting married soon!

They also called him "Deng Lang".

For a moment, they felt like the sky was falling.

……

"Tsk, tsk."

When the waiter saw the woman appear, he suddenly realized, "No wonder you've become so foolish. It's all because of a woman. You're truly utterly foolish and beyond redemption."

He was too lazy to say anything more. This kind of fool, who was so easily swayed by love and couldn't even sever his emotional ties, was a waste of breath to say another word. "You can get lost."

"Want to leave? Stay here!"

Just then, a furious shout rang out, the sound exploding in the air, instantly knocking the ordinary people present unconscious.

Those with lower cultivation levels also felt dizzy and nauseous.

"Uncle-Master Wang!"

Huo Qianqian and the other disciples of the Xiaoshui Sect were overjoyed. Their long-awaited Martial Uncle Wang had finally appeared. With her help, they should be safe.

They had great confidence in Uncle Wang's strength.

……

Wang Yumei used a specially made antidote pill from her sect, along with her powerful internal energy, to temporarily suppress the strange poison in her body, and immediately gave chase.

She spotted the man holding her disciple Zhu Xixi's hand at a glance. Like an angry lioness, she lunged at him with wide eyes, intending to kill him with a single blow.

"Master, no—"

The moment Zhu Xixi saw her master appear, she was so shocked that her face paled. She knew her master's temper all too well. Without thinking, she stepped forward and stood in front of Deng Ziyang, protecting him behind her.

Wang Yumei's hand suddenly stopped when it was only an inch away from her apprentice's head.

Faced with this apprentice she had raised for over a decade, she finally softened at the last moment.

boom!
Deng Ziyang, who was being protected by Zhu Xixi, collapsed to the ground as if struck by a heavy blow.

Wang Yumei said coldly, "Do you think you can protect him?"

"Deng Lang!"

Zhu Xixi cried out in anguish and rushed to check on Deng Ziyang's injuries.

"Watch out!" Duan Peicheng shouted sharply at that moment.

Wang Yumei felt a chill run down her back. Just as she was about to dodge, she was surprised to find that her internal energy had become slightly sluggish.

The poison in my body flared up at this critical moment.

With a hiss, a long sword pierced through her lower abdomen.

Wang Yumei slapped the man who had attacked her from behind, hitting him squarely on the shoulder with a cracking sound – the sound of bones breaking.

The waiter was sent flying by the blow, spitting out blood.

"Master!"

Zhu Xixi was heartbroken to see her master so badly injured and went over to help her up.

Blood trickled from the corner of Wang Yumei's mouth. Seeing that her disciple still had some conscience, she felt slightly relieved, snorted, and hissed, "He won't die..."

Zhu Xixi cried uncontrollably. Her lover and her master were both seriously injured at the same time, and she didn't know which one to take care of first. She was holding her master and worried about her lover's injuries. Her heart was breaking.

……

Just then, a chilling blade of energy exploded inside the inn.

Duan Peicheng seized the opportunity and decisively attacked the injured waiter.

"You've fallen into a trap!"

The waiter gave a sly smile, and as Duan Peicheng approached, a hissing sound could be heard.

not good!

Before Duan Peicheng could react, he felt a numbness in his chest and was hit by a hidden weapon. His eyes sharpened, and he channeled all his inner energy, slashing down with his long sword.

With a clang, the longsword in the shopkeeper's hand broke in two.

His smile froze, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes. It was too late to dodge. The knife struck his shoulder, almost severing his entire arm.

"what--"

He let out a scream, kicked Duan Peicheng away, and then collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to get up.

Wow…

For a moment, the only sounds in the inn were the rain outside and Zhu Xixi's sobs.

No one present could have imagined that this would be the outcome; all three who could determine the fate of everyone present suffered severe blows.

……

Cheng Ruiwu held his sister's hand in one hand. The thrilling battle he had just witnessed had left his clothes soaked with sweat.

The situation was extremely tense at this point.

Whoever recovers their mobility first among the waiter, Duan Peicheng, and Uncle Wang can easily kill the other two.

He prayed silently that it wouldn't be the waiter who recovered first.

If this Blood Demon Sect's demon son recovers first, everyone present will be doomed.

Just then, the waiter took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and swallowed it.

For a moment, an indescribable aroma filled the inn, arousing his most primal appetite, making him wish he could rush over and snatch the food away.

It's Ren Dan!
Cheng Ruiwu quickly realized what was in the porcelain bottle. It was rumored to be made from the essence of a martial artist's blood and flesh, and that consuming it could directly enhance one's strength.

A bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

If the waiter recovers first and regains control of the situation, I'm afraid my fate will be to be refined into a human pill.

After the waiter took the "human pill," the bleeding from his wound quickly stopped. He sat cross-legged on the ground, clearly digesting the "human pill."

not good!

Cheng Ruiwu inwardly cursed, realizing that after taking the "human pill," this demon would likely recover quickly.

How to do?
At this moment, Duan Peicheng said in a weak voice, "Miss Zhu, quickly kill that demon, otherwise, once he recovers, everyone will suffer."

Still grieving, Zhu Xixi finally stopped crying, gritted her teeth, and picked up the long sword from the ground.

The waiter also spoke up, "Miss, I had no intention of harming you, which is why I let you and your lover leave. If you don't leave now, when will you? Once your master recovers, your lover will certainly not survive."

These words struck a nerve with Zhu Xixi, and she hesitated again.

Duan Peicheng said urgently, "Miss Zhu, do you want to watch your master and fellow disciples present be humiliated and refined into human pills?"

The waiter continued, "I swear to the Demon Lord that I will never harm your fellow disciples. If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."

Zhu Xixi stood there, holding her long sword, looking at her master, whose face was as white as paper, and then at Deng Ziyang, who was unconscious, caught in a dilemma.

At this moment, Wang Yumei said in a weak voice, "Xi'er, kill him!"

Zhu Xixi took a deep breath, finally made up her mind, walked up to the waiter, and thrust her sword into his chest.

Just as the demon prince was about to die on the spot, Zhu Xixi's body suddenly went limp and she collapsed to the ground, unable to even hold her sword properly, which fell to the ground with a thud.

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard; no one knew what had happened to her.

"Hahaha--"

The waiter burst into wild laughter, his voice booming across the rooftops, full of energy, indicating that his injuries were healing.

It's over now.

A chill ran through everyone present.

"What are you yelling about? Can't a person get some sleep?"

Just then, a cursing voice came from above the roof.

Everyone present was stunned.

There are people up there?

Rumble!
Another series of claps of thunder sounded outside, followed by flashes of lightning.

A figure leaped down from the roof beam and landed lightly on the ground.

Everyone could see clearly that this person was wearing a bamboo hat, coarse linen clothes, holding a long sword with a black sheath in his arms, and had a bamboo skewer in his mouth. His brows exuded an unruly arrogance.

Cheng Ruiwu suddenly felt his sister's body tremble violently, her teeth chattering, as if she was extremely afraid of the person in front of her.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he guessed the man's identity.

Crazy Knife!

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