Shameless

The enhanced toxin seeped into his bloodstream in an instant, permeating his body and compounding his previous injuries.

This time, Zhao Wuji could no longer endure it. He completely lost control of his body, and the next moment, foam spilled from his mouth as his mountain-like body crashed to the ground. The Immovable Bright King had become the Completely Motionless Bright King.

"Teacher, Teacher Zhao isn't going to die, is he?" Zhu Zhuqing, having regained control of her body, could not help asking.

"Don't worry. Zhao Wuji is a Soul Sage, after all. He won't die that easily. He's only been paralyzed by the Black King Snake's venom. Even without an antidote, his life won't be in danger," Li Ang explained.

However, Zhu Zhuqing had no attention to spare for Li Ang's explanation. The instant she regained control of her body, the intense pain flooding every inch of her made her vision go dark, and she nearly passed out on the spot.

Although Li Ang had not controlled Zhu Zhuqing's body for very long, the intensity of that battle had been anything but ordinary.

Especially earlier, when Li Ang had controlled Zhu Zhuqing's body and forcibly broken through the suppression of Zhao Wuji's Fifth Soul Skill. Though Li Ang had not relied on brute force—

—it was still no simple task to escape the gravity pressing in from all directions.

Zhu Zhuqing's physical condition was actually quite terrible. Multiple bones throughout her body had been displaced, and she had also suffered internal injuries to some extent.

With Zhu Zhuqing's strength, defeating a Soul Sage had always been an incredibly difficult task. Even with Li Ang controlling her, it was impossible to do so without paying a price.

In Li Ang's view, as long as someone was still alive, it was no big deal.

Of course, while Li Ang thought it was no big deal, Zhu Zhuqing, whose whole body was wracked with pain, certainly did not feel that way.

After dismissing her Soul Spirit Avatar, she collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath. Her face looked especially awful from the depletion of Soul Power and the intense pain.

Fortunately, Li Ang had long prepared for this situation. He guided Zhu Zhuqing to take medicine for treating injuries from her hairpin and tend to her wounds.

The system-produced hairpin was similar to a Storage Soul Tool and likewise possessed storage capabilities. It contained quite a few things Li Ang had prepared for Zhu Zhuqing, such as Soul-Snatcher and Life Taker, which Zhu Zhuqing had taken from there earlier.

Meanwhile, the scene had already descended into chaos.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji had actually been taken down by Zhu Zhuqing with a single slash, Dai Mubai's expression changed drastically. He could not help shouting, "No way! Teacher Zhao, are you dead?"

"Relax, Brother Dai. Teacher Zhao isn't in serious trouble." Tang San, looking equally weak, waved a hand to signal Dai Mubai not to make such a fuss.

Only then did he say, "Teacher Zhao was merely poisoned. It's similar to the snake venom that got you before, though it seems much more potent."

"But snake venom is easy to deal with. Mixing realgar with strong liquor can detoxify it." As he spoke, Tang San took out a waterskin of Realgar Wine from his Storage Soul Tool and handed it to Dai Mubai.

When Li Ang saw that the poison in Zhao Wuji's body had actually been neutralized after he drank the Realgar Wine, the expression on his face once again became utterly speechless.

He was completely baffled. This scene had nearly shattered his entire worldview. What the hell was the principle behind this?

Though it looked neither scientific nor particularly fantastical, Zhao Wuji really did climb back to his feet after emptying that waterskin of Realgar Wine.

Bar­ing his teeth in pain, Zhao Wuji pulled the dagger from the back of his neck. The expression on his face was rather amusing, and he could not help muttering, "Who the hell designed this weapon? That's downright shameless!"

To be fair, the two daggers laced with snake venom had indeed played no small role in forcing Zhao Wuji into such a sorry state.

After all, those two daggers were the only means the four of them had to inflict effective damage on Zhao Wuji. Combined with Li Ang's underhanded design, Zhao Wuji had ultimately fallen for it.

Of course, no matter how Zhu Zhuqing and the other three had won, a loss was still a loss for Zhao Wuji.

Zhu Zhuqing's methods might not have been entirely honorable, but he had used his seventy-sixth-rank Soul Power to bully weaker opponents. That would not sound much better if word got out.

So Zhao Wuji had truly lost all face this time!

Seeing Zhao Wuji in such a bedraggled state, Dai Mubai was clearly taking some delight in his misfortune. Naturally, he did not dare show it.

Suppressing his laughter with great effort, Dai Mubai hurriedly shouted, "Oscar! Oscar! Get over here, you've got business!"

"Where's the business? Where's the business?" As his voice fell, an anxious-looking middle-aged man quickly appeared before them.

Strictly speaking, Oscar was quite handsome. The problem was that he looked far too mature for his age. With that thick beard covering his face, he looked like a man in his thirties or forties no matter how one looked at him.

When Oscar appeared, everyone present instinctively assumed this middle-aged man was one of the academy's teachers. Yet the next moment, Dai Mubai's way of addressing Oscar made them all feel that something was off.

"Little Ao, hurry up and make some sausages. They're all injured!" Dai Mubai said.

Seeming to notice their surprised looks, Dai Mubai explained, "This is Oscar, one of our classmates at Shrek Academy. He's a Food Department Soul Master, and his Soul Spirit is sausage. The sausages created with his First Soul Skill can speed up recovery from injuries. It's just that the sausage-making process is a tiny bit... well, special!"

Zhu Zhuqing and the others had been somewhat confused, but they quickly understood what Dai Mubai meant.

Seeing that business had arrived, Oscar was overjoyed. He declared, "Five Copper Soul Coins each. Don't forget to settle the bill afterward. I, your father, have a Big Sausage!"

Under that strange soul chant, light flashed in his hand, and a fragrant sausage immediately appeared.

Although the sausage smelled quite good, no one felt much of an appetite at the moment.

Ning Rongrong, in particular, who had supported them throughout the fight without suffering even the slightest injury, wore an especially strange expression.

Of course, some people did not care about it at all. Zhao Wuji was one of them. He walked over without ceremony, grabbed the sausage from Oscar's hand, and said while eating, "Give me two more sausages."

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