I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Not to mention, given her strength as a Golden Core Realm cultivator, it was far more likely she would be the one to find Zou Feng.

Yet, she hadn’t done so, which meant there was only one logical explanation...

Jiang Wanzhao was being pursued relentlessly by a powerful enemy, forcing her to go into hiding and wait for the trouble to pass.

So, after searching for another hour, the thoroughly exhausted Zou Feng and Su Qingyu had no choice but to stop and rest.

While meditating to recover, Zou Feng didn’t forget to check the List of Gods again.

Yu Qing’s name grew increasingly dazzling, a clear sign she had mostly recovered from the earlier side-effect Critical Strike and the Skill’s backlash.

This was only because the demoness was eager to hunt Zou Feng down and hadn’t taken the time to properly recuperate. Otherwise, she would have certainly made a full recovery by now.

’This clam demoness... she’s truly formidable...’

Zou Feng even suspected that the reason Luo Gang’s strength as the Dragon King had seemed so lackluster compared to other Golden Core Realm cultivators was that he had been completely drained by this clam demoness.

’Thinking about it this way, Yu Qing’s relentless pursuit of me isn’t about avenging her lover at all.

’She must have analyzed the intel and figured out I’m a top-tier Poison Cultivator of a rare kind. She wants to capture me, lock me in a secret room, and slowly milk me for my poison...’

As he was lost in thought, Su Qingyu suddenly wrapped herself around him.

Her legs coiled around Zou Feng’s waist like water snakes.

"Palace Master?" Zou Feng looked up in confusion.

Su Qingyu looked incredibly impatient. "Let’s exchange. Make it quick!"

She was so eager partly because she was suddenly in the mood, but mainly because she had gained many benefits during their escape. Her strength had increased significantly in all aspects.

Therefore, she wanted to further consolidate these gains through this kind of exchange between Poison Cultivators.

In truth, Zou Feng had the same idea.

Besides, the frequency of encountering Tribulation Cultivators had been decreasing as they traveled.

This meant that their current location was getting relatively close to the signal coverage area of the Celestial Dao Cauldron.

Any Tribulation Cultivators who still wanted to hunt down the stragglers from the Celestial Hearing Tower would have to carefully consider whether they had the ability to continue the pursuit...

At this thought, Zou Feng didn’t refuse Su Qingyu. He seized the opportunity to pull her into his embrace, turning their exchange into a more hands-on lesson—mixing business with pleasure.

In the past, although their exchanges had been intimate, the "drilling" part rarely happened.

But as these exchanges became more and more profound, a round of "great drilling" became an indispensable part.

Another reason he was so cooperative was that he had just been entangled with Shangguan Rongrong and then constantly pursued by the clam demoness, so he had a lot of pent-up fire.

Of course, this was hardly the time for an exchange. As Su Qingyu had said, it had to be quick.

Thus, in less than a quarter of an hour, the exchange—all thunder and no rain—was over.

"Looks like Senior Sister Jiang is in some serious trouble again. Should we keep looking?"

Afterward, Su Qingyu straightened her clothes, looking unsatiated.

Zou Feng made a snap decision. "We’re not looking anymore. Just the two of us. Let’s see if we can take down that clam demoness!"

Just running away wasn’t a sustainable solution; Yu Qing would catch up to them sooner or later.

So, in the end, they had to give it a try.

Killing her would be ideal, but even if they couldn’t, they could at least injure her again, preventing her from continuing the chase at full strength...

However, to set a new trap, he hadn’t accumulated enough side effects. He would have to find some time to build up more.

After telling Su Qingyu his plan, Zou Feng was about to find a hidden spot to continue the Refinement of the Golden Core Wolf Poison and Dragon Poison he hadn’t fully absorbed.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, a sudden, inexplicable sense of dread washed over him.

’Not good!’

Without time to explain, Zou Feng quickly grabbed Su Qingyu and rolled with her into the nearby bushes.

At the same time, he activated his Spider Stance at full power, pushing its "Concealment" trait to the absolute limit.

By operating the Spider Stance at full power, Zou Feng essentially merged with his surroundings. Aside from those Tribulation Cultivators who had already locked onto his position, the probability of being discovered was reduced to a minimum.

’The only problem is the Yama Underworld’s mark on me...’

Previously, Zou Feng hadn’t cared about the mark; he was actually hoping an Impermanence or a lone Judge would show up to offer their heads.

But now, he wished he could erase all the "marks" immediately.

Fortunately, as his strength had increased, and given that he had even devoured a Judge before, the mark’s effect should theoretically be very faint by now.

After all, since devouring the Judge, and with his Soul-Seizing Blood Eyes being a derivative of a Yama Underworld Divine Skill, Zou Feng could even pose as an Impermanence in front of Tribulation Cultivators who didn’t know him.

At this moment, there was no need to remind Su Qingyu.

She had also sensed the danger and had long since held her breath, completely retracting even the... poisonous gas that her feet constantly emitted.

The two of them remained motionless, like a pair of stone statues in the bushes.

After about a dozen breaths, the piercing sound of a suona horn rang out.

Then, a red, eight-bearer sedan chair gradually appeared in the distance.

In front of the sedan chair were several men wearing large red flowers, playing festive music on their suonas.

The scene was as if a wedding procession had suddenly appeared in these desolate mountains.

However, a closer look revealed that both the men playing the suonas and those carrying the sedan chair had numb expressions and were suffused with an aura of death, like corpses just dug up from a grave.

This procession seemed to be moving slowly, but in the blink of an eye, they would abruptly flash forward a great distance, as if "teleporting."

And so, after just three such flashes, the sedan chair had already arrived near the bushes where Zou Feng was hiding.

This confirmed for Zou Feng that the truly terrifying existence was definitely the one sitting inside the sedan chair.

And these inhuman existences hadn’t just appeared here for no reason.

Based on his knowledge of Tribulation Cultivators, Zou Feng could deduce that the one in the sedan chair was clearly a Judge from the Yama Underworld.

But it was definitely no ordinary Judge, at least not like the ones Zou Feng had seen before.

Just as Zou Feng was a nearly invincible existence in the Dao Foundation Realm, the power gap between Golden Core Realm cultivators could also be absurdly large.

For example, the one before them seemed to have a level of strength that was faintly superior to even Jiang Wanzhao, a True Disciple of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect.

No wonder someone with Jiang Wanzhao’s personality was hiding and didn’t dare to show her face.

So this was the powerhouse among the Tribulation Cultivators hunting her.

Zou Feng knew without even thinking that an existence like this had a high probability of advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm in the future...

In fact, just by listening to the suona music, Zou Feng was already finding it hard to control himself, feeling an urgent impulse to rush out, be the groom, and marry the beauty in the sedan chair.

Su Qingyu, on the other hand, felt as if the sedan chair was there to welcome her, and that she should quickly get in to be married.

During the agonizing wait, the sedan chair fortunately did not stop and soon flashed away to another location.

Zou Feng believed that their going undiscovered wasn’t necessarily due to good luck. The credit most likely belonged to his Soul-Seizing Blood Eyes, which had reached the Realm of Perfection.

This Skill could eliminate the aura of a normal cultivator to the greatest extent.

Besides, the Judge in the sedan chair was already tracking something and was in a hurry, so they hadn’t used their Divine Sense to scan the surroundings.

But even though the sedan chair was long gone, Zou Feng and Su Qingyu remained motionless, continuing to play dead.

Sure enough, after another ten or so breaths, although the sedan chair did not return, a large white cloud appeared in the distant sky, drifting over at high speed.

Atop the white cloud, a stage was set up where a dozen or so Fairies were singing and dancing.

In the middle of the stage sat a man with exaggerated makeup, colorful flags on his back, dressed like an Elder General.

This person’s mode of travel clearly had the flair of the Ninefold Celestial Court.

And this Elder General on the Stage was, naturally, similar to the being in the sedan chair from before—a standout among the Immortal Officials.

The successive appearance of two major figures gave Zou Feng a bad feeling. ’Are the Ninefold Celestial Court and the Yama Underworld about to have a head-on clash with the first wave of reinforcements from the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect to the Northern Domain!?

’If that’s really the case, my plan to help Jiang Wanzhao redeem herself will probably have to be put on hold for now...’