Chapter 62 It Turns Out to Be a Toad 4.5k (1/2)

Immortal Cage - Chapter 62 It Turns Out to Be a Toad 4.5k (1/2)

The other onlookers, including the young disciples, were all dumbfounded.

Everyone thought that Yu Lie was trying to snatch Du Liang's detoxification medicine, but they never imagined that from the very beginning, Yu Lie's intention was to ruin Du Liang's antidote!

Du Liang's face turned pale as he pointed at Yu Lie, "You, you!"

Before he could finish his words, he began clutching his own neck, his face turning an abnormal crimson, like a peach blossom, blood seeping from his mouth and nose.

Just as he had evaded Yu Lie's attack, due to his vigorous movements, the toxins in his blood spread rapidly, deepening the level of poisoning.

Despite being a mid-level disciple with strong qi and blood, Du Liang did not immediately collapse, but fear and anger filled his eyes.

Suddenly, Du Liang noticed that Yu Lie's face was also crimson, swaying as if about to fall, but he remained standing.

He was shocked, "This guy, does he also have an antidote in his hands? Could it be the Hundred Poisons Resolving Spirit Pill?!"

Amidst his shock, a glimmer of hope arose in Du Liang's heart.

His expression changing, Du Liang forced a smile and bowed to Yu Lie, "Brother Yu, my detoxification medicine was just destroyed by you. You must compensate me and quickly give me a portion of your medicine!"

Regret was evident on Du Liang's face, wiping away his previous arrogance and pride.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help but feel a hint of pity, "If only we knew earlier, it wouldn't have come to this!"

Some even took pleasure in his misfortune, "He brought this upon himself. Who asked this Du fellow to be so cunning and choose the Peach Blossom Ghost Tongue Grass for the competition!"

Others glanced at Yu Lie and commented, "It seems that Yu Lie has won this competition."

Those who were friendly with Du Liang or were his followers, their faces changed drastically, either embarrassed or darkened, urging, "Friend Yu Lie, at this point, quickly bring out your antidote!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Lie only revealed a smile that was neither warm nor cold, remaining silent.

Du Liang, faced with the pity and mockery of those around him, felt ashamed and annoyed. But he had no time to deal with them, focusing solely on detoxifying himself.

Seeing Yu Lie's silence, Du Liang smiled ingratiatingly, clasping his hands together and pleading, "Brother Yu, please, quickly bring out your antidote for me." His attitude was filled with regret.

At this moment, someone who enjoyed watching the drama and didn't mind causing a scene suddenly jumped up and exclaimed, "Look, he looks like a dog! Hahaha!"

This remark caused a slight pause in the ongoing discussions, followed by a burst of buzzing laughter.

Mocked by the crowd, Du Liang's face turned pale and green, the toxins spreading within him. Overwhelmed by fear, he suddenly knelt to the ground.

Bowing his head, Du Liang chuckled, "Brother Yu, if you treat me like a dog, could you let me go, please?"

Faced with Du Liang's shameless plea, even Yu Lie couldn't help but be moved.

How could he let such a flexible person go unpunished!

Therefore, Yu Lie sighed softly, walked over to Du Liang, slightly bowed, and offered his support.

Yu Lie said helplessly, "Brother Du, it's not that I refuse to give it to you. I really don't have the antidote. I accidentally shattered the pill while trying to snatch it from you."

"I regret it too!" Yu Lie's face also showed regret, "I hope Brother Du can forgive me this time, considering the situation. Please forgive me."

Du Liang's blood boiled upon hearing this, his eyes widening in anger.

This guy! Yu Lie deliberately ruined his antidote, yet he pretended to seek forgiveness.

Forgive him for almost causing his death?!

Du Liang was filled with anger and sorrow, saying with a touch of desolation, "Surname Yu, if I forgive you, who will save the poor disciples' lives? This is the Peach Blossom Ghost Tongue Grass, only the Elixir Master's elixir can save..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Lie's face turned cold, "Brother Du, if you continue to entangle, it would be impolite!"

Du Liang, feeling the intense toxicity, spat out a mouthful of blood.

This spray of blood headed towards Yu Lie, who dodged it skillfully.

Witnessing Du Liang spitting blood, the surrounding crowd erupted into a clamor!

A young disciple shouted, "Brother Du, don't linger here. Hurry to Master Dan Tu and ask for the elixir to save your life!"

Upon hearing the reminder, Du Liang's face changed drastically. He hurriedly suppressed the qi and blood in his body, anxiously calling out, "Quick! Come and help me!"

People poisoned should avoid moving recklessly to prevent the toxins from worsening.

Upon hearing the call, Du Liang's followers rushed over in a panic, ready to assist him.

However, Yu Lie was well aware of their intentions.

Although he had destroyed Du Liang's antidote, this was the Alchemy Hall. If Du Liang was willing to spare no expense and risk, he might still be able to obtain another life-saving elixir before it was too late, considering he was an experienced mid-level disciple.

It was precisely because of this consideration that Yu Lie had deliberately provoked Du Liang, delaying him and allowing the toxins to intensify!

Seeing some disciples approaching to help Du Liang, Yu Lie took a step forward and sternly shouted, "What are you doing? Brother Du and I are still in the middle of a competition. Why barge in like this!"

His tone was severe, causing Du Liang's followers to freeze in fear, instinctively halting their movements.

Du Liang, upon hearing this, was once again filled with rage. He gritted his teeth, holding back the urge to spit out more blood, glaring hatefully at Yu Lie.

Forcing himself to swallow the blood, Du Liang said through clenched teeth, "I admit defeat in this competition. The position of the Poison Head is now yours."

With those words, Du Liang turned his head, shouting at his followers to quickly lift him up.

Seeing Yu Lie's reaction, Du Liang's disciples and followers, who were anxious about his safety, breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Du Liang had admitted defeat, Yu Lie no longer had a reason to intervene. After all, this was a public competition, and Yu Lie couldn't take advantage of the situation to harm Du Liang, as it would be against the rules.

But in the next moment...

Yu Lie stood in front of Du Liang, his expression suddenly changing. He opened his mouth and, mimicking Du Liang's earlier actions, spat out a mouthful of blood!

Du Liang, being carried by others, couldn't avoid it and was hit directly.

But what was shocking was that upon being hit by Yu Lie's blood, Du Liang let out a heart-wrenching scream, "Pain! My eyes!"

"Pain!"

Several disciples supporting him also screamed in agony, avoiding the blood splatter, causing Du Liang to fall to the ground, hitting it hard.

The onlookers were stunned as they saw Du Liang rolling on the ground, frantically touching his face, wiping away the blood.

Yu Lie practiced a toxic cultivation technique, and his blood was poisonous. Even without using a lethal technique, an ordinary person couldn't withstand it.

Although Du Liang, as a mid-level disciple with strong physical attributes, had thick skin and didn't immediately suffer flesh wounds from Yu Lie's blood, the lower-ranked disciples around him, even with just a few drops on them, had their fingers, arms, and elbows corroded, their faces turning gray.

Witnessing this scene, the onlookers gasped in shock, stepping back several paces, leaving only Du Liang and his companions in the midst of the chaos.

Some suspiciously looked at Yu Lie, wondering if he had intended to kill Du Liang just now.

However, what Yu Lie spat out this time was not qi, nor was it a blood arrow.

After coughing up blood, his face was ashen, taking several steps back before sitting down cross-legged with a snap, adjusting his body.

Anyone witnessing this scene would think he had just been poisoned like Du Liang, suffering severe lung damage, forcing him to cough up blood.

Hiss!

Yu Lie sat alone on the ground, coughing slightly.

At this moment, sharp-eyed individuals noticed that after Yu Lie coughed up blood onto the ground, it sizzled, corroding the stone tiles and emitting a toxic aura.

With poison in the blood and this situation, it was definitely not the toxicity of the Peach Ghost Tongue Grass!

More cultivators noticed this. Some mid-level cultivators were puzzled, suddenly realizing, "Poison technique? This person must cultivate poison techniques!"

Some mid-level cultivators did not conceal their voices, and others who heard were shocked, realizing, "No wonder after consuming the Peach Ghost Tongue Grass, he did not take the antidote, yet his condition is much better than Du Liang's. It must be due to his cultivation method, granting him resistance through poison techniques!"

On the side, Luo Botou and Lao Hu exchanged glances.

It was only at this moment that they realized, no wonder Yu Lie often mentioned poison, occasionally even dissecting fish with his bare hands, showing no signs of poisoning. Being able to detoxify day and night was probably due to his inherent resistance to toxins.

However, amidst their shock, Lao Hu had a sudden realization and loudly exclaimed, "Not good! The toxicity of the Peach Ghost Tongue Grass is unbearable for Yu Head! Who has life-saving elixirs, quickly bring them to Yu Head."

As he spoke, Lao Hu dragged Luo Botou and others, urging them to quickly ask around for elixirs from the surrounding people.

Yu Lie, who was "weak and helpless" in the field, heard Lao Hu's shout and couldn't help but open his eyes. He looked towards Lao Hu and immediately put on a more sinister expression, bowing to Lao Hu and requesting the elixir.

Unexpectedly, whether out of goodwill or to make connections with Yu Lie, some people took out various pills from their bodies and handed them to Lao Hu.

On the other side, Du Liang was rolling on the ground, his subordinates lying on the ground, and no one dared to approach for a while.

After about ten breaths of time, Du Liang's face was covered in bloody scratches, looking extremely ferocious. His eyes were bloodshot, and his body had turned completely crimson, with spots resembling Peach Blossom petals appearing.

Someone noticed and realized that Du Liang's brain was affected by the toxicity of the Peach Ghost Tongue Grass, and his will was beginning to hallucinate. At this point, even if he took the antidote, it would be difficult to suppress the toxicity!

"Brat!"

Despair and madness filled Du Liang's eyes as he roared, his Peach Blossom-colored skin swelling, forming lumps, his neck thickening, emitting drum-like roars from his throat.

"Yu Lie, die! I want you to die with me!"

Du Liang revealed a look of determination, his body swelling and suddenly growing larger, tearing off most of his tattered robe.

He lay on the ground, his body entangled with muscles, twitching and convulsing, resembling a toad that had been skinned but not completely.

Crack!

The tiles shattered as Du Liang leaped up from the ground, fiercely pouncing towards Yu Lie!

The crowd was horrified, and Yu Lie suddenly opened his eyes.

But if someone carefully observed Yu Lie's eyes at this moment, they would notice that there was no fear in his eyes; instead, a sneer and joy were revealed.

Boom! Du Liang pounced, but he did not hit Yu Lie.

Yu Lie lightly jumped up from the ground and stood beside him. He looked at Du Liang coldly and said mockingly, "It seems Brother Du's inner demon is a toad species. No wonder that scoundrel High Li easily got close to Brother Du."

The next moment, Yu Lie also showed a ferocious expression, muttering, "So they are all toads!"

He suddenly reached out and slapped Du Liang hard on the ground.

Smack!

Du Liang tried to leap up again but was struck by Yu Lie, falling to the ground.

"Die! Die! Die!"

"Wishing to kill me?"

A thunderous voice resounded.

Two mid-level cultivators, poisoned by the Peach Ghost Tongue Grass, fought fiercely, heightening the atmosphere on the scene once again.

The mid-level cultivators who were watching the show stood up from their seats, staring intently at the scene.

Due to the poisoning and extreme anger, Du Liang's body trembled violently, his eyes and face filled with madness!

Du Liang fiercely tried to grab Yu Lie, attempting to restrain him.

However, Yu Lie just lowered his head and spat out a blood arrow, accurately hitting Du Liang's eyes.

This time, the attack was different from before.

A tragic cry rang out, "Ah!"

Du Liang did not dodge, and both his eyes were smashed.

Despite the pain, he just shook his head and lunged at Yu Lie again, his limbs swelling, blood vessels bursting, desperately trying to drag Yu Lie down to the underworld.

But just as Du Liang was about to reach Yu Lie, a sound of wind came from behind him, and Yu Lie in front of him disappeared.

Behind Du Liang, a slender and fair hand reached out, gently gripping his eye sockets.

Yu Lie's light laughter echoed in the scene, "Brother Du, why leave yourself incomplete!"

Everyone who heard this sentence felt a chill in their hearts. But what made them blink rapidly was that after Yu Lie gripped Du Liang's eye sockets, another sharp finger emerged from his other hand.

Standing behind Du Liang, Yu Lie slightly bent his body, embracing his head. His other hand grabbed Du Liang's throat, fiercely inserted it, and then pulled hard.

Crack!

A gush of blood spurted out, the drum-like roar in Du Liang's throat abruptly stopped, and his body fell weakly to the ground.

Yu Lie took a few steps back, standing in the field, tossing the torn trachea and tongue on the ground.

Yu Lie sighed as if regretful, "Brother Du, your throat and tongue are not as good as that of your friend High Li."

Du Liang lay on the ground, unable to breathe, either due to the poison or the intensified toxins, curling up and convulsing continuously.

His eyes were pitch black, hands covering his neck, recalling the scene of being tortured and tongue-pulled in the gambling den by High Li.

"Giggle..."

Blood gushed out, a strong smell of blood filled the air, and Du Liang curled up, gradually losing his breath.

At this moment, the hundreds of people in the field, poisoned by the Peach Ghost Tongue Grass, gradually fell silent, their buzzing voices fading away.

After a few breaths, the sound of a teacup falling was heard, causing a stir.

Following the sound, Yu Lie turned to see a mid-level cultivator who was close to Du Liang accidentally knocking over a porcelain cup on the table, his face filled with uncertainty and shock.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Yu Lie stood in the blood, tall and straight, both hands bloody. However, his features were exquisite, with clear black eyes and a hint of a smile, devoid of any horror.

At this moment, Yu Lie exuded an indescribable eerie feeling, his face resembling a peach blossom, with a hint of redness in his cheeks.

The entire scene fell into an eerie silence, devoid of any noise.