Romantic Medical Immortal

"Haha! Calling me treacherous? Weren’t you using poison techniques too?"

"Those who cultivate poison techniques aren’t virtuous people. You must have taken some shady path to achieve your current cultivation."

Chi Ren, recently shaken by Yang Cheng’s cultivation, was now consoled by belittling him a bit.

"I’ll tell you something else, don’t think you’re the only one who can use poison. My Penetrating Bone Nail is also laced with poison. For ordinary people, it’s instant death. But for someone as capable as you, maybe you’ll die a little slower."

"It’s a pity your cultivation is so high. If you had submitted to me earlier, you wouldn’t have had to die."

He had to admit, the young man in front of him was the strongest opponent he had encountered. He almost fell into his trap, but in the end, he won with a hidden weapon.

"You actually poisoned the Penetrating Bone Nail! Ugh..."

Yang Cheng showed signs of pain, quickly covering the wound on his shoulder.

"All’s fair in battle! You’re still too young, don’t be so impulsive in your next life."

In truth, Chi Ren felt a bit regretful; losing such a promising talent was a shame. If only he could have been used by him.

Meanwhile, the people around them began waking from unconsciousness, all looking bewildered.

They didn’t expect even at such a distance, they’d be affected by the two’s immense power.

The first to awaken was Gao Peng, who had hidden in a corner. He was affected briefly by the sound, lost consciousness, and now saw Yang Cheng lying in a pool of blood, completely stunned. They were winning just moments ago, how did it suddenly end in defeat?

The three women wept like pear blossoms in the rain, chokingly saying, "Sir! Please don’t die!"

Seeing the bloody hole in Yang Cheng’s shoulder, they were terrified, wanting to help bandage the wound but too frightened to act.

"Kid, you’ve got good fortune! So many beautiful women care for you. When you die, I’ll take good care of them for you."

Chi Ren eyed the women, his gaze growing heated.

For those in power, money, power, and women are indispensable. He also wanted to indulge himself for a bit.

They say the clubhouse women are well-trained, especially skilled in bed. Although these three were not the most beautiful, they were rare beauties.

"I beg you, don’t kill him. We’re willing to do anything you ask of us."

The three women knelt on the ground, pleading with Chi Ren, faces full of panic.

Chi Ren looked down at them, a cold smile grew at the corner of his mouth, "Anything? Then take off your clothes and serve me on your knees. If you make me happy, I’ll spare your lives!"

As soon as he finished talking, Yang Cheng quickly said, "Don’t believe him! I’m deeply poisoned, there’s no saving me. There’s no need to humiliate yourselves."

"Sir, we’re sorry to you!"

"If it weren’t for saving us, you wouldn’t have been injured and poisoned, sob sob..."

The three women were tearful, their beautiful eyes full of guilt and sadness.

Yang Cheng looked indifferent, holding his wound, struggling to lift his head, and asked, "If I’m about to die, let me die knowing the truth. Who is your Family Head?"

Chi Ren’s eyes flickered, he chuckled lightly and said, "Those who know this secret must die. If I told you, my little brothers here wouldn’t make it."

At this, the group was immediately frightened, their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly said, "Mr. Chi Ren, we don’t want to know, just don’t say it."

Chi Ren curled his lips, looked down at Yang Cheng.

"Then come over and tell me. I can tell you what the palm technique I used just now is."

Yang Cheng’s face was full of pain, and he was barely breathing.

His blood was already soaking through his clothes, confirming he had no means to resist before Chi Ren walked over confidently.

"First tell me, what Medicine Pill did you just take? If you can give me two Medicine Pills, I’ll tell you."

Also a master in cultivation, Chi Ren was very curious about Yang Cheng’s palm technique, but even if he knew, he couldn’t cultivate it, so he preferred a tangible benefit.

Yang Cheng’s eyelids were drooping, he slightly moved his mouth and weakly said something.

"What did you say?"

Chi Ren instinctively bent down, all attention on Yang Cheng’s words.

"I said... you’re going to die!"

As soon as the words fell, grey gas had already seeped from Yang Cheng’s palm, wrapping around Chi Ren like a snake.

By now, it was too late for him to dodge. He could only struggle desperately, operating his cultivation technique to try to escape the gas.

The Poison Control Skill was indeed powerful, but a bit slow. If Chi Ren hadn’t dropped his guard, he wouldn’t have been caught.

The grey gas first wrapped around his arms, restricting his movements, then spread and wound around his throat.

Chi Ren’s eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Impossible!

The kid was clearly hit by the Penetrating Bone Nail and poisoned, almost dead, but why could he still deliver this lethal strike?

Feeling his body gradually being eroded and dissolved by the toxin, he made painful ’ho ho’ sounds, and his body fell with a thud to the ground.

"Tell me, who is he?"

Yang Cheng coldly asked.

Chi Ren opened his mouth, but couldn’t utter a word before he painfully succumbed.

The grey gas instantly encompassed his whole body, making a sizzling sound, and then his body turned into a pool of blood at a visible speed.

"Ah! Mr. Chi Ren!"

One of the followers cried out in terror, eyes almost popping out.

The crowd was weak-kneed, in disbelief that the master cultivator they revered had died so gruesomely at the hands of that young man.

Yang Cheng indeed did not anticipate being penetrated through the scapula by the Penetrating Bone Nail, but as long as it didn’t damage the heart, it was not a big issue for him.

Moreover, thus far, the only poison that could harm him was Lai Zhongyao’s Corpse Poison; the so-called instant death was useless on him, he could even absorb the toxin directly.

But Yang Cheng knew that if he faced Chi Ren directly, he might not be able to win, so he had to find a way to ambush him, hence he asked the question weighing on his mind.

Unfortunately, Chi Ren never revealed who his Family Head was. Whoever provided support to Cao Ruibin and built the Jile Clubhouse, their identity was certainly extraordinary.

Yang Cheng propped himself on the ground, intending to stand up, but the three women immediately came over, supporting his arm.

"Sir, are you alright? You won’t die, will you?"

The three beauties looked at him with tear-filled eyes, crying so much it almost broke his heart.

"It’s nothing, just a minor injury. When I said I was about to die, that was all to deceive him."

Yang Cheng smiled slightly, comforting the three, then bent down and picked up the Penetrating Bone Nail from the ground.