Reunion

"How dare you be so presumptuous with such cultivation!" The Medicine Slave returned to Ye Tong's side, picked up the parcel on the ground, and said with a calm expression, "Young Master, let's continue on our way! The sooner we get out, the sooner we can sell these things."

"Alright!"

Ye Tong sighed at the man's corpse and turned to walk back the way he came. He didn't even glance at the dozen or so cultivators who had been surrounding and killing the Colorful Leopard.

Here.

The smell of blood filled the air.

The dozen or so adventurers stopped their attacks, letting the three battered Colorful Leopards flee in disarray. With faces full of shock, they watched Ye Tong and the Medicine Slave disappear into the distant mountain forest. Only then did they rush towards the corpse of the man in the Xiantian Realm. After an examination by one of them, he shook his head.

"The captain is dead!"

The dozen or so people were speechless.

After a long while, a sturdy young man finally muttered, "That young man is the target of the bounty posted by the Tong Family of Cold Mountain City. His name is Ye Tong. I don't recognize the older one, but he's definitely a Xiantian expert."

Suddenly, a burly man said, "I get it now! The damned Tong Family deliberately sent us to our deaths! Rumor has it that Tong Kaishan, the Tong Family's prodigal son, had an arm severed by Ye Tong. I was very curious before why the Tong Family members didn't come forward to seek revenge on Ye Tong, but instead posted a bounty to hire others for revenge? Now I finally understand. It's because Ye Tong has someone by his side who is even stronger than our captain, someone in the Xiantian Realm."

Instantly.

The dozen or so adventurers stirred, their faces showing a mixture of shock and anger, and they developed a deep resentment towards the Tong Family. So, the Tong Family wanted them to die!

Fortunately!

Fortunately, the captain wanted to monopolize the benefits and directly attacked them, only to be easily killed in return.

Ye Tong and the Medicine Slave trod on the steep rocks, continuing on their way. The minor incident that had just occurred had not affected them in the slightest.

"The Tong Family is quite interesting."

The Medicine Slave chuckled, "I told you so! The Tong Family head is a coward. Even though the master has been missing for a year, he still doesn't dare to touch the people from our Precious Medicine Workshop. It's incredible they thought of posting a bounty in his wife's name. This old servant dares to guarantee that if we were to storm their gates and our strength could completely crush them, their Tong Family head would definitely let his wife take the blame and hand her over to us for disposal."

Ye Tong sighed, "It seems I overestimated the Tong Family before."

The Medicine Slave laughed, "There's no helping it! We come from the Precious Medicine Workshop. The height we stand at has already made many people tremble with fear. We were low-key before, so we didn't cause any trouble, but that Tong Kaishan ran headfirst into our doorstep. Your actions have not disgraced the plaque of the Precious Medicine Workshop."

Ye Tong rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Do we even have a plaque for the Precious Medicine Workshop? It was burned down by someone long ago."

"Cough cough..."

The Medicine Slave gave a dry laugh, lowered his head to look at the path, and said no more.

"Whoosh..."

A signal arrow shot from a distance, hitting a tree four or five meters in front of Ye Tong and the Medicine Slave. Immediately after, several figures quickly darted out, blocking their path.

Ye Tong stared blankly at the figures and muttered to himself, "No way? Do we have a constitution that attracts disaster? Are we attracting killing intent again?"

The Medicine Slave asked, "Who are you people?"

The leading man cupped his fists and said, "We are from the War Tiger Adventurer Team. We saw you carrying many parcels returning from the mountains from afar. Is that your harvest from the mountains? Do you want to trade with us, the War Tiger Adventurer Team? Sell these things to us?"

The War Tiger Adventurer Team?

Ye Tong remembered the burly man, Crazy War Heaven, who had tried to recruit him at the arena in Cold Mountain City. He seemed to be the second-in-command of the War Tiger Adventurer Team.

The Medicine Slave nodded, "Your adventurer team has always had a good reputation. Young Master, it's really inconvenient to travel with so many things. Why don't we sell these things to the War Tiger Adventurer Team? I've never heard of them double-crossing or giving unfair prices."

Ye Tong said, "Since you evaluate them so highly, there's nothing to worry about. Friends, please lead the way!"

"Friends?"

The leading man looked Ye Tong up and down in surprise, truly not expecting the young man to address them in such a manner. Was he precocious?

In the valley.

Four huge tents were erected between towering ancient trees, with dozens of sturdy men responsible for guarding. The atmosphere here was very tense. Even though another group was trading with the War Tiger Adventurer Team, they were not shouting loudly. They were just quietly bargaining with the person in charge of the caravan trade for the War Tiger Adventurer Team.

"Two hours left, only the last two hours."

A rough voice boomed from one of the tents, startling more than a dozen birds nearby. The next moment, Crazy War Heaven pushed aside the curtain and strode out.

As Ye Tong approached, he saw Crazy War Heaven's familiar face and immediately smiled.

Crazy War Heaven looked at the people trading on his left, his anger intensifying. He shouted, "Old Chu, you damned scoundrel. Third Brother is dying, and you still have the mind to trade with others? Is making money more important to you than Third Brother's life? The business is canceled, tell them all to get lost."

Instantly.

Ye Tong, who was walking over, stopped.

The business is canceled?

Someone is dying?

Is their luck really that bad?

A middle-aged man wearing a small round hat and a grey long coat, slightly thin but with a very shrewd look.

Hearing Crazy War Heaven's scolding, the man turned around sheepishly, spreading his hands helplessly. "Second Brother, I can't help it! If I were stronger, I would go catch that Thousand-tailed Snake. It's too stuffy staying in the tent, so it's better to come out and collect some things."

Crazy War Heaven took a breath and asked loudly, "Where's the boss? Hasn't he returned yet?"

Old Chu shook his head, "The boss took people to continue searching for that Thousand-tailed Snake. He hasn't returned yet."

Crazy War Heaven said angrily, "By the time they find it, it'll be too late."

Saying that.

He turned his head to look into the distance, and as he clearly saw the backs of an old man and a young man turning around, carrying seven or eight packages, preparing to leave.

"Huh?"

"That silhouette looks a bit familiar?"

Crazy War Heaven frowned, but in an instant he dismissed the thought. His mind was filled with worry, wondering if his third brother, Ying Lei, could survive this ordeal.

"Damn poisonous snake."

Crazy War Heaven spat to the side of his face, cursing as he prepared to turn back to the tent. However, his body froze at that moment, and the familiar silhouette of the young man from before reappeared in his mind.

Is it him?

Crazy War Heaven's eyes widened wider than copper bells, and his body instantly shot forward like a cannonball, chasing after them into the distance. In just over ten breaths, he caught up to Ye Tong and the Medicine Slave, blocking their path.

"Little brother, is it really you?" Crazy War Heaven exclaimed with great joy.

"Really who?"

A female voice came from the distance, and soon, more than a dozen figures leaped in front of them. Mou Xing, looking tired, with dry lips and bloodshot eyes.

Crazy War Heaven asked urgently, "Boss, did you catch the Thousand-tailed Snake?"

Mou Xing shook his head bitterly, "No, we didn't find it."

Crazy War Heaven showed a look of disappointment, then turned back to look at Ye Tong. He stepped forward, grabbed Ye Tong's wrist, a hopeful expression on his face, and asked, "Little brother, can you detoxify?"

Ye Tong frowned slightly and asked, "The poison of the Thousand-tailed Snake?"

Crazy War Heaven nodded repeatedly and said urgently, "That's right, it's the poison of the Thousand-tailed Snake. Our War Tiger Adventurer Team's third-in-command, my third brother, was bitten by the Thousand-tailed Snake and poisoned. We used a special method to seal his Blood Essence, temporarily suppressing the spread of the toxin. But too much time has passed, and there are at most two hours left. If we can't find a way to detoxify it, my third brother will die from the poison! Tell me, can you detoxify this poison?"

Ye Tong was silent for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee it 100%, because I don't have an antidote specifically for the Thousand-tailed Snake."

Crazy War Heaven asked, "What do you mean you don't have an antidote? What do you mean you can't guarantee it 100%? Tell me the truth, if you can, you can. If you can't, you can't."

Ye Tong said, "Although I don't have a specific antidote, I can try to detoxify it using other methods. However, the success rate is at most seventy percent."

"Really?"

Mou Xing looked at Ye Tong with disbelief. That was the poison of the Thousand-tailed Snake! It was ranked in the top fifty most potent poisons in the Hundred Poisons Compendium. Without a specific antidote, he had a seventy percent chance?

The first time Ye Tong saw Mou Xing, he felt a sense of amazement. The aura of wild beauty that permeated her entire being could ignite a man's desire for conquest. However, Ye Tong had no romantic thoughts at the moment. Hearing Mou Xing's doubt, he simply smiled calmly and did not explain.

"Let's try it first, regardless of success or failure, we are grateful for your kindness, little brother!" Crazy War Heaven understood Ye Tong's meaning. It was as if a great savior had fallen from the sky, giving him hope. Thus, under the gaze of many people, he pulled Ye Tong into the huge tent.

Ye Tong surveyed the scene inside the tent, his gaze falling on the simple bed. A young man lay on it, appearing to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. If it weren't for the dark circles under his eyes and his purple lips, he would have had the demeanor of a handsome young scholar.

Pulse-taking, observation, inquiry, and palpation.

In the last hundred years of his life on Earth, Ye Tong had studied and learned many things, including traditional Chinese medicine. Compared to many old Chinese medicine practitioners, he was not inferior at all.

"Do you have any silver needles?"

Crazy War Heaven shook his head. "Embroidery tools, where would I have those?"

Mou Xing didn't know what Ye Tong intended to do, but still said, "I have some, how many do you need?"

Ye Tong said, "At least twenty."

Mou Xing turned and left the tent. After a short while, he returned carrying a wooden box. He opened the lid, revealing a row of silver needles, and said, "They are all here, more than twenty."

Ye Tong nodded and said, "Prepare a candle, a dagger, a cloth, and a basin of clean warm water."