Invincible Soul Emperor

Chapter 472 Poison Outbreak

What Ye Qingchen didn’t know was that Xue Zhao had acted out of pure playfulness, intentionally eating the poisonous pastries Wu Zhengyang had given her.

Xue Zhao was the favored daughter of the heavens from the Western Region. Her title as the "Beauty of the Western Region" was not just due to her looks, but also her unparalleled talent and sharp intellect.

It was simply that Xue Zhao had a playful nature. She found Ye Qingchen’s anxious expression amusing, which made her want to tease him.

Never mind the poison Wu Zhengyang had used; even a toxin hundreds of times more potent would be nothing more than an appetizer to Xue Zhao.

Xue Zhao’s interest in Ye Qingchen stemmed from the clarity in his eyes when he looked at her. As the Beauty of the Western Region, she had seen far too much fawning and lewdness. Almost every man who laid eyes on her revealed an irrepressible desire. Even the so-called favored sons of the heavens, the young masters and junior sect leaders of major families, were no exception. They were merely better at feigning righteousness than the average person.

Take Wu Zhengyang, for example. From the first moment he saw her, his eyes were constantly scanning her body. His gaze hardly ever left her more private areas.

But Ye Qingchen was different. Xue Zhao could sense that he paid no particular attention to her looks. Perhaps the reason he is so kind to me is simply out of genuine goodness. This was the source of her curiosity about him.

However, Xue Zhao didn’t know that Ye Qingchen’s fiancée, Qin Yue, was her equal in beauty. Furthermore, Xiao Xiao was just as famous as she was. Even Zi Xing, who shared their fame, had been seen completely bare by Ye Qingchen due to a series of coincidences.

It could be said that Ye Qingchen had already developed a certain resistance to beautiful women. Though Xue Zhao was stunning, he didn’t develop any excessive feelings for her.

At that moment, Ye Qingchen was lamenting Xue Zhao’s naivety and innocence. She must have secretly run away from home. She has no experience with the world, which is why she thinks people are so simple.

Wu Zhengyang’s strength had already reached the eighth layer of the Martial King Realm. Even his junior brothers were at the seventh layer. Ye Qingchen had never heard of the Divine Sword Sect, but Wu Zhengyang had mentioned their group was on their way to participate in a Sect Newcomer Competition. This competition was aimed exclusively at seven-star sects and above. This meant the Divine Sword Sect had to be at least a seven-star sect, if not higher.

As their Core Disciple, Wu Zhengyang’s combat prowess was surely far beyond that of an ordinary eighth-layer Martial King Realm cultivator. Ye Qingchen had never fought against such a powerful expert before. Although he had now advanced to the third layer of the Martial King Realm, and his fighting strength was multiplied by the power of his Double Pupil Sword, he still wasn’t completely confident he could win against this group.

Most importantly, Xue Zhao and the brothers Qi Sheng and Qi Tian were ordinary people with no strength to even truss a chicken. If Wu Zhengyang and his men turned on them viciously, Ye Qingchen wasn’t certain he could guarantee their safety. For this reason, he was on high alert.

In contrast, the Qi brothers seemed completely oblivious, their snores rising and falling in rhythm, utterly unaware of the approaching danger.

Xue Zhao, on the other hand, lay behind him sound asleep. She was a restless sleeper, and after rolling over a few times, she ended up right beside him. With a final turn, she draped her leg across his body.

Although being pinned down by an exceptional beauty like Xue Zhao would normally be a blissful situation, Ye Qingchen was in no mood to enjoy it.

The downpour outside continued, though the gale seemed to have subsided somewhat. Nevertheless, the temperature inside the main hall remained quite low. For a Martial Artist like Ye Qingchen, this low temperature was nothing. However, he worried that Xue Zhao and the other two might catch a cold.

Ye Qingchen glanced over at Wu Zhengyang and his men. He saw them all sitting cross-legged in meditation with their eyes slightly closed. Ye Qingchen understood. They probably aren’t sleeping. Just as Wu Zhengyang said, they’re waiting for the right moment. Waiting for the moment Xue Zhao throws herself at them.

Ye Qingchen estimated it was now around one or two in the morning. He wanted to get up and stoke the bonfire to prevent Xue Zhao and the others from getting cold. However, the moment he moved, he disturbed Xue Zhao, whose leg was still draped over him.

Xue Zhao’s eyes were hazy and her cheeks were flushed, giving her an even more seductive charm. Seeing Ye Qingchen about to sit up, she mumbled, "Big Brother, what are you doing? I was sleeping so soundly, and you woke me up."

Her voice was languid and electrifying. Paired with her rosy face and hazy eyes, even Ye Qingchen couldn’t help but feel a stir.

He quickly realized what was happening. The poison must be taking effect. The best solution now is to raise the room’s temperature. Once she sweats the poison out, its effects will weaken considerably.

Ye Qingchen said to her, "You just sleep, little girl. I’m just going to make the bonfire stronger so you don’t catch a cold."

Xue Zhao wiped her forehead. Beads of sweat were seeping out from her snow-white skin. She continued in that same sultry voice, "But... but, Big Brother, I’m so hot right now. See? I’m already sweating. I can’t take it anymore. I want to take off my clothes."

As she spoke, she began to unfasten her clothes. The movement revealed a large expanse of her swan-like, snowy skin. Ye Qingchen quickly pulled a spare set of clothes from his storage ring to cover her, shouting sternly, "No! Don’t move!"

Ye Qingchen’s loud shout woke everyone in the room.

The brothers, Qi Sheng and Qi Tian, opened their hazy eyes. When they saw Ye Qingchen scolding Xue Zhao, they tried to get up but found they had no strength. "What’s going on?" one of them asked in confusion. "My whole body feels limp. I can’t muster any strength at all."

Startled by his shout, Xue Zhao seemed to regain a bit of clarity. But her eyes welled up with tears of grievance. "Big Brother, you yelled at me," she whimpered. "You’re so mean."

Ye Qingchen didn’t know how to explain. He fumbled through his storage ring, found a Spirit Pill designed to clear the mind, and gently pinched Xue Zhao’s silk-like cheek to make her swallow it. "I’ll explain later," he said. "For now, just listen to me."

"Kid, I’d advise you not to meddle where you’re not wanted," Wu Zhengyang sneered as he rose to his feet. He walked toward Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao with a lewd grin spreading across his face. "I laced those pastries with a special poison from my Sect. Your little Spirit Pills can’t neutralize it."

The poison has taken effect! It’s time to strip this little girl bare and show her my prowess!