I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

After Leng Jing left, Zou Feng spread his hands. "Palace Master, can we talk properly now?"

Only then did Su Qingyu cover her mouth and let out a few soft chuckles. She quickly composed herself, her eyes revealing a look of satisfaction.

Her teasing just now had seemed a bit aggressive, but it was actually Su Qingyu’s way of testing Zou Feng.

After all, Zou Feng’s rise had been meteoric recently. If he had grown arrogant as a result and could no longer be bothered with his old friendships from Great Yan, then Su Qingyu’s attempt to get closer would have been met with a cold shoulder.

Fortunately, throughout their conversation, Zou Feng had shown no signs of arrogance or any desire to lord his status over her.

This test was crucial for Su Qingyu, as it would determine whether the two of them could continue to work together in good faith once they reached the Northern Domain.

Luckily, it seemed Zou Feng hadn’t let his success go to his head and completely lost his way.

"Your new hairstyle is nice. It suits you!" Su Qingyu finally began to speak with him normally.

"The Palace Master’s grace is also more impressive than ever... But in my opinion, with your aptitude, you could have waited longer and attempted to form a Celestial Tier Dao Foundation..." Previously, Zou Feng had genuinely believed that out of all their old acquaintances from Great Yan, Su Qingyu was the most likely one, besides himself, to form a Celestial Tier Dao Foundation.

But Su Qingyu waved his comment away. "I’m not like those ’wait-and-see’ types on the Ascension Rankings. If I can achieve Foundation Establishment, I should do it as soon as possible. Waiting would only destabilize my mental state."

"Besides, an Earth Tier Dao Foundation is already quite good. It doesn’t mean I can’t aim to become a True Inheritor!"

Seeing her confidence, Zou Feng said no more. He actually hoped she would become a True Inheritor in the future; she was a rare, natural ally he could trust within the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect.

"Brother Bai didn’t come?" Zou Feng glanced behind Su Qingyu, but he still couldn’t see that lapdog Bai Chen, which was a rare sight.

Su Qingyu rolled her double-pupiled eyes. "He wanted to, but I wouldn’t let him. My training is more effective without my Great Medicine in tow!"

’Uh, so she’s admitting Bai Chen is her Great Medicine?!’

’But given Bai Chen’s obsessive devotion, he probably already knows his place and is perfectly willing to be her Great Medicine.’

As they were chatting, an incomparably tyrannical aura suddenly descended, making it hard to breathe.

Everyone immediately looked up and, sure enough, saw Jiang Wanzhao’s arrival.

Perhaps because the departure for the Northern Domain was imminent and her emotions were running high, Jiang Wanzhao had adopted her more mature, dominant persona, her queenly aura suppressing everyone present.

She landed on the highest point of the Flying Celestial Ship, her imperious gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"I won’t waste time on useless pleasantries. In short, guarding the Northern Domain isn’t necessarily a bad thing—it’s an opportunity!"

"Looting the Outer Realm Alien Races is one way to get rich, and looting other Sects is another. It’s all a contest for Immortal Fate, and everything depends on your own skill!" Jiang Wanzhao declared, her killing intent surging.

And she was right. Guarding the Northern Domain was, in theory, an arduous task. But if one could take down a few high-value enemy Cultivators, or one of those Great Demons whose bodies were treasure troves, the benefits would be immense.

With good Luck, it wasn’t unheard of to strike it rich just by killing enemies.

The next moment, a deafening roar of approval erupted from the crowd.

As morale soared, the Flying Celestial Ship started up with a tremendous roar and set off for the Northern Domain.

In truth, Zou Feng’s own lust for slaughter was also surging.

For some time now, he had either been in secluded Cultivation or engaging in restrained spars at the Battle Sage Palace, fighting against those boring Mind Bodies...

None of which could satisfy his lust for slaughter.

For an Evil Cultivator like Zou Feng, it was like being incredibly pent up without any release for a long time.

On this trip to the Northern Domain, he would be facing invading hostile forces, so there was no need to hold back. He would finally be able to kill to his heart’s content.

This would allow his current Skills related to Evil Qi to improve by leaps and bounds.

’Maybe I can even cultivate another Skill related to the path of slaughter...’

After Jiang Wanzhao’s personal Flying Celestial Ship set off for the Northern Domain, Zou Feng intended to return to his room for Cultivation, but Su Qingyu unexpectedly beckoned to him.

"Come on, back to my room!"

Zou Feng froze. "Palace Master?"

"Let’s exchange some toxins!" Su Qingyu said, raising an eyebrow. "Just don’t take the opportunity to perform Refinement on me, and we’ll be fine!"

Zou Feng immediately understood.

In the past, because of her Calamity Poison Body, it was always other Poison Cultivators who coveted her, trying every trick in the book to obtain her toxins.

Zou Feng had been no exception, which was why he had even washed her feet a few times for her.

Of course, he hadn’t enjoyed it; it was purely a result of Su Qingyu’s twisted sense of humor, as she always chose such methods to bestow her toxins.

But now, Zou Feng had risen in power. His Poison Body had long surpassed her Calamity Poison Body, so it was only natural for Su Qingyu to covet what he had.

That was why she had proposed this mutual exchange of toxins, allowing each to get what they needed.

Of course, this kind of "interaction" required absolute trust between the two Poison Cultivators. Otherwise, it would be all too easy for one party to get carried away by the benefits and simply perform a direct Refinement on the other.

This was why Su Qingyu had made that extra comment.

After all, with Zou Feng’s current strength, if he were to lose control and decide to perform Refinement on her, Su Qingyu would be utterly powerless to resist.

Although he understood the principle, Zou Feng had never actually done this with another Poison Cultivator before, so he couldn’t help but ask, "Uh, Palace Master, when you say ’exchange toxins,’ what’s the specific method?"

"I’ve already invited you into my room. Do I really need to be more specific?" Su Qingyu retorted irritably.

"Oh..."

Although Zou Feng considered himself no saint, he really wasn’t prepared to suddenly do... *that*... with Su Qingyu.

Seeing his reaction, Su Qingyu couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

"Look at you, you coward. Relax, it’s not like we have to engage in dual cultivation. A little skin-to-skin contact is all that’s needed!"

Hearing this, Zou Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Even so, that would still be too presumptuous of me, Palace Master..."

"For Cultivators like us, exchanging insights on the Dao is hardly presumptuous. Besides, you don’t look all that reluctant," Su Qingyu said, rolling her double-pupiled eyes again as if she could see right through him.

Exposed, Zou Feng dropped the pretense and laughed freely. "The Palace Master’s Calamity Poison Body has advanced once more. How could I not covet it!"

HEH HEH HEH...

The two of them cackled together, then slung their arms over each other’s shoulders and quickly entered the room.

’At this moment,’ Zou Feng thought, ’Su Qingyu was right not to bring her Great Medicine, Bai Chen, along.’

’Otherwise, if that guy saw this, who knows if he’d turn into a demon on the spot and vow to make the entire world feel his pain...’

A full hour passed before Zou Feng emerged from Su Qingyu’s room.

Although they hadn’t truly engaged in dual cultivation, Zou Feng’s expression was one of utter contentment, as if he had just finished a fine, hearty meal.

Although the boost from Su Qingyu’s Calamity Poison Body wasn’t as significant as it used to be, the benefits it provided Zou Feng were still not to be underestimated.

The method they had just used to exchange toxins was particularly novel to Zou Feng, and that, coupled with the way Su Qingyu’s double pupils would occasionally roll...

All in all, the experience had definitely opened the door to a new world for him.

Savoring the memory for a moment, Zou Feng headed toward his own room.

He was now a Core Disciple and one of Jiang Wanzhao’s confidants, so his room on the Flying Celestial Ship was naturally of a high standard and fully equipped with all sorts of amenities.

Unexpectedly, before he even got close, he saw a woman waiting respectfully at his door.

It was Qin Fengwu.

"Brother Zou!" Qin Fengwu’s eyes lit up when she saw him returning from a distance, and she quickly bowed.

"Do you need something?"

Qin Fengwu asked nervously, "I heard Brother Zou didn’t bring a personal handmaiden on this trip. I was wondering... if I might be able to fill that role?"

Seeing how eager she was, and considering they had a fateful connection of sorts, Zou Feng figured he wasn’t planning on becoming an Ascetic Monk, so he might as well agree.

Of course, this wasn’t about taking her as a lover. But since he was heading to the unfamiliar Northern Domain, having someone around to run errands would certainly be more convenient.

"Come in."

When she saw that Zou Feng had agreed, Qin Fengwu was overjoyed. "Thank you for granting my wish, Brother Zou!"

"Don’t assume that staying by my side is a good thing. Have you forgotten what I made you do during that monthly exam?"

Zou Feng was reminding her of the time he had used her as bait to lure out a king-level Alien Race.

But Qin Fengwu had already gained so many benefits from her association with Zou Feng that she couldn’t care less about such risks. She replied cheerfully, "Being able to work for Brother Zou is my greatest fortune!"