Yu Ci saw it clearly. At that instant, a cloud of gray mist rose from Miaoxiang's crown, followed by a streak of white light that blasted Ke You's palm sharply backward. Both were experts of the Void-Stepping realm, so their reactions should have been about equal. Yet the strange thing was that Ke You had missed his chance to strike directly at Miaoxiang's fatal weak point. As he flew back all the way, the hand that had just "touched" the nun's crown had already stiffened beyond his control.
At that very moment, Miaoxiang opened her eyes and said slowly, "Clever all your life, only to be muddled for a moment. Even Zhai Que'er can choose the wrong person?"
Eh, something was strange here... But if he did not have to act personally, wouldn't that be even better?
Yu Ci had intended to intervene largely because of his habit of yielding to the soft but not the hard, not from any rational consideration. Now that the situation had changed, he was naturally happy to stay safe. He hurriedly withdrew the Dharma Seal he had been about to take out, then, after a moment's thought, switched it for an Upper Azure Star-Glow Induction Divine Thunder Talisman. Without drawing attention, he retreated and watched coldly.
Miaoxiang slowly straightened. Even her loose black robes could not fully conceal her plump and graceful curves, but Ke You was in no mood to appreciate them now.
He held up his stiffened right hand halfway, gritting his teeth. "Witch poison?"
Miaoxiang replied softly, "After years of refining it, were you satisfied with just one touch?"
Hearing Miaoxiang's hoarse voice, Ke You was briefly speechless.
Rather than a poison, so-called witch poison was more like a curse, merely existing in the form of poison. It was the inevitable