Chapter 217

Chapter 217: The Beauty Immune to All Poisons?
“Second Senior Brother, save me.”

Lan Zi Yu still had no idea that danger had arrived. He looked at the terrified Ye Cong Xin in surprise and said: “Junior Sister…”

Before he could finish, a sky-darkening swarm of insect beasts appeared within the range of his divine sense.

His pupils shrank. He strode forward, grabbed Ye Cong Xin’s wrist with one hand, and with the other pulled out a jade talisman from his chest and crushed it.

After the jade talisman shattered, it burst into a beam of golden light that wrapped around the two of them. Then a mysterious force lifted them up, and they shot hundreds of li away in an instant.

Among the insect beasts, there was one that was pitch black from head to toe. Wherever it passed, all the other flying insects hurriedly moved out of its way.

When it sensed that Ye Cong Xin had escaped, it immediately led the army of insect beasts in pursuit. But halfway there, it was suddenly drawn by a strange fragrance.

Not only it, but all the other insect beasts stopped as well. The speed of their flapping wings clearly sped up.

The Insect King glanced once in the direction Ye Cong Xin had fled, then turned and flew toward the place where the fragrance was coming from.

…

Yao Wu Ji put the poison sac into her storage space and loosened her fingers. A brightly colored poisonous insect scrambled away in a panic, its eight short legs almost moving so fast they left afterimages.

Yao Wu Ji could not help but let out a light laugh, but the smile in her eyes soon turned into helplessness and annoyance.

There was a little more than one month left before the Floating Island closed, and she still had not found the Longevity Tree.

If she could not hand over a Longevity Fruit, she would have to answer to Cui Jue.

She did not know if Yu Zhao could bring back good news for her.

With a heavy stone pressing on her heart, Yao Wu Ji still did not become discouraged. She kept roaming around, collecting all kinds of rare poisons that were hard to find in the outside world.

One day, Yao Wu Ji picked up a strange person in the forest.

When she found him, he was lying motionless on the ground, his body covered in all kinds of poisonous insects.

Yao Wu Ji even thought he was already dead.

Just as she was about to go over and see which unlucky soul this was, the man suddenly sat up again.

Only then did Yao Wu Ji clearly see his face, and her heart beat hard in her chest without her control.

It was because this was the most beautiful person she had ever seen in her life. His clear, pure peach blossom eyes alone were enough to make Yao Ji, who prided herself on her beauty, feel ashamed.

Yao Wu Ji shook herself out of it and looked at the man with wary eyes.

Of the one hundred people who had entered the Floating Island this time, she could call every single one of them by name. None of them matched the man in front of her. How had he gotten in?

And why was he lying naked on the ground?

On top of that, he did not seem to fear the poisonous insects at all, and there was no sign of poisoning anywhere on his body.

When something this strange happens, something must be wrong.

“Who are you?”

The man looked up at her. Confusion showed on his fair, jade-like face. He opened his mouth, but could only make “ah, ah” sounds.

“An idiot?”

Yao Wu Ji froze for a moment.

“Ah, ah!”

The man cried “ah, ah” twice more, then grinned at Yao Wu Ji with a silly smile.

Yao Wu Ji had always thought that a heartless and ruthless woman like her would never be tempted by good looks.

Until she met the man in front of her. She had to admit she had spoken too early.

The reason she had never fallen for a honey trap stratagem was only that she had never met the right beauty. Every part of this man’s looks fit exactly her tastes.

She thought for a moment, then summoned a poisonous insect and gave it an order to attack the man.

But when the poisonous insect glanced at the man, it became so scared that it pulled in its antennae and all its legs, curled into a ball, and hid under its shell, trembling.

Yao Wu Ji’s eyes flashed. She drew the poisonous insect back into her spirit pet pouch and took out another poisonous insect.

The second poisonous insect did the same thing as soon as it saw the man.

Yao Wu Ji tested this many times and confirmed that all those poisonous insects were very afraid when they saw the man, as if they had met their natural enemy.

She thought again, then simply stopped using the poisonous insects.

Instead, she stepped up close, pried open the man’s mouth, and stuffed in poison sacs from three different kinds of insect beasts.

The man tried to struggle, but Yao Wu Ji tightened her grip and shouted coldly: “Swallow.”

Whether he understood her or was just scared by her voice, the man obediently swallowed the poison sacs.

The time it takes for one stick of incense to burn passed.

The man was perfectly fine.

There was no sign of poisoning at all.

Yao Wu Ji’s eyes lit up.

These three poison sacs had been carefully chosen by her. Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator took them, they would show clear signs of poisoning.

So there really was a person in this world with immunity to all poisons.

Yao Wu Ji at once thought of her Master, Wanderer Bao Hua, who traveled all over the Cultivation World.

If she could offer this man to her Master, with Master’s personality, he would surely be willing to thicken his old face and help her smooth things over with that stingy and troublesome Master Qing Yan.

Yao Wu Ji stroked her chin and let out a “jie jie jie” laugh.

The man stared at her blankly, tiny goosebumps rising on his smooth skin.

…

“The Floating Island is about to close, Qing Yan. Do you have anything left to say?”

Sect Master Ji Yuan stood straight with his chest out. The look in his eyes as he gazed at Master Qing Yan was nothing but smug.

When Master Qing Yan had wanted to use the Water Mirror Art, such an immoral kind of magic arts, to ruin Yu Zhao’s name, he should have thought about the day he would face backlash.

The other sect masters were no longer as silent as before. One after another, they stepped out to speak up for Sect Master Ji Yuan. Between the lines, all their words showed their dissatisfaction with Master Qing Yan.

Master Qing Yan’s face did not change. He said: “Yu Zhao has been alone on the Floating Island for a long time. All of her actions can be an act.”

Everyone frowned.

Yu Zhao was on the Floating Island and did not know that her every move was under everyone’s watch, so how could there be any acting?

Master Qing Yan was clearly just trying to force an excuse.

Sect Master Ji Yuan glared. “Even now you’re still being stubborn. You’re the only one blind to reality, refusing to admit you misjudged her. I don’t care. Anyway, I am taking this disciple Yu Zhao no matter what!”

Master Qing Yan’s face also turned cold. “Those with sweet words and a pretty face are not the same inside and out. You are being fooled by her mask.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan was almost angered into laughter.

He was about to roll up his sleeves and have a good talk with Master Qing Yan about just who was being fooled, when Sect Master Bai Lian pulled him back.

“Stop for now. Yu Zhao and Lan Zi Yu have run into each other again.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan forgot his anger at once and quickly looked at the Water Mirror. There, in the Water Mirror, he saw the side profile of his eldest disciple, so beautiful it almost did not look real.

His anger vanished into thin air. He puffed out his chest with pride and wished he could tell the whole Cultivation World that Zhou Jin Yue was his disciple.

He admired the view for quite a while before he noticed that the dull-looking young man beside Zhou Jin Yue was his second disciple, Zhang Jun.

He looked away in dislike. His eldest disciple was still the most pleasing to the eye.

Floating Island.

Yu Zhao, Zhou Jin Yue, and Zhang Jun stood on one side.

Lan Zi Yu, Quan Ye, and Ye Cong Xin stood across from them.

No one spoke.

The air was frighteningly heavy.

Ye Cong Xin looked Yu Zhao up and down several times from head to toe. Seeing her glowing with life, even her hair seeming to shine, Ye Cong Xin felt both jealous and unwilling.

Why was it that she had been chased all over the Floating Island by insect beasts like a stray dog, while Yu Zhao could leisurely explore the secret realm?

The Heavenly Dao was far too biased toward Yu Zhao.

It had given Yu Zhao every good trait, yet was too stingy to give Ye Cong Xin even a little.

“Senior Sister Yu, I’m sorry.”