"Junior Brother, your poison is incredibly potent. Can you give Senior Sister some? Just a little will do!"
Ling Yao's eyes were shining, her face brimming with excitement as she stared intently at Li Yan. Thoughts similar to Zhao Ziming's had already surged through her heart several times.
She too had never imagined that killing a cultivator of the same realm could be as simple as moving one's lips a few times. Moreover, her understanding of the matter ran even deeper.
When she had gone to find Jiang Tianqing, every reaction of his had unfolded exactly as Junior Brother had described. Even the meaning behind Jiang Tianqing's words had basically matched Li Yan's instructions.
She had merely repeated Junior Brother's words, and that fellow—who had seemed alert in every possible way—had obediently followed them over to die...
Shi Li Gui and the others had not mentioned Li Yan's Fragmented Poison Body to these disciples. Li Yan's trump card was for Li Yan himself to reveal to his fellow disciples.
Whether he was willing to do so was his own decision. Aside from the handful of people above, only Ping Tu and Pei Buchong knew about Li Yan's Fragmented Poison Body.
Back when Ping Tu had been questioned by Dong Fuyi, Pei Buchong had also been present.
Ping Tu's feelings for Pei Buchong were even deeper. If Li Yan was both friend and disciple to him, then Pei Buchong was like his own child.
Naturally, when he spoke, he had not asked Pei Buchong to excuse himself. In his eyes, aside from True Lord Qianzhong, these two were the people closest to him.
Thus, Pei Buchong had learned of Li Yan's Fragmented Poison Body. But he only knew of it; he had no way of estimating the power of the Phantom