Yang Qing took the Separation Incense from Pei Buji and, without so much as looking at it, scattered all of it over the wordless stone stele.
Though Separation Incense was fragrant when burned, it had no scent before being lit. Yet the moment Yang Qing scattered it, it seemed to encounter something extraordinary, and an unfamiliar fragrance instantly filled the chamber.
"This... this fragrance doesn't belong to Separation Incense."
Pei Buji had naturally smelled it too. His eyes narrowed, and he spoke in surprise.
Looking at the Wordless Stele, Yang Qing nodded. "Indeed, this fragrance doesn't belong to Separation Incense. But without it, we couldn't draw out the Darkened Incense on this stele."
Darkened Incense took its name from the sorrow that consumed the soul.
Though it seemed delightful, it was the most poisonous incense under heaven.
Sure enough, the instant they heard the name "Darkened Incense," Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou paled. Both moved to shield Yang Qing behind them, their eyes fixed firmly on the stone stele.
Such a vicious trap had appeared here without a sound. They could hardly believe it served no sinister purpose.
What surprised them even more, however, was that Yang Qing recognized this poison.
Both Darkened Incense and Separation Incense were products of the martial world. How could someone too weak to truss a chicken, with little time left to live, know of them?
Yang Qing merely smiled faintly. "Just a coincidence."
Indeed, though Yang Qing knew no martial arts, he had read widely. While recuperating in the Dark Alliance, he had read many collections of secrets and anecdotes from the martial world. Moreover, he never forgot anything he read and had a belly full of learning.
Naturally, that was also where he had learned that Separation Incense and Darkened Incense reacted against