I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Chapter 496 - 307: I’m Worth That Much?

Tianxiang Association, Orchid Heart Pavilion.

"It’s all your fault! Every time, you put me off, saying ’just a little longer, just a little longer...’"

"And now someone else has beaten us to it. Are you happy now?"

Luo Yingning was currently railing at Mu Wanrou.

After all, from the very beginning, she hadn’t just wanted Zou Feng dead. The most important thing was to be able to smoothly devour and perform Refinement on him.

This would cause her own Poison Technique to undergo a qualitative transformation.

But instead, Zou Feng had been challenged to the Dao Discussion Platform by that Reincarnated Sword Emperor, and he would most likely be killed. How was she supposed to get him while he was still warm?

In the worst-case scenario, Zou Feng would be blown to bits by a single sword strike, with not even a scrap left behind.

Therefore, if she’d had a choice, Luo Yingning would have absolutely made Mu Wanrou go up on the Dao Discussion Platform. That was the only way she might have obtained a complete and still-warm Zou Feng.

Unexpectedly, for some reason, despite having promised to deliver Zou Feng’s warm body to her, Mu Wanrou had been putting it off with all sorts of excuses lately, ultimately leading to this situation where someone else had beaten them to it.

"Yingning, what’s the rush? I never expected Zou Feng to be so suicidal as to dare challenge the Reincarnated Sword Emperor..." Mu Wanrou said with a wry smile.

Luo Yingning said hatefully, "So... you were scared!"

"Zou Feng dares to face the Reincarnated Sword Emperor on the Dao Discussion Platform, yet you don’t dare face Zou Feng on it. Heh, with a mindset like that, it’s no wonder you failed at Foundation Establishment before!"

Despite being berated so directly, Mu Wanrou remained unprovoked.

Instead, she continued in a soft voice, "Calm down. The Reincarnated Sword Emperor won’t be indifferent to Immortal Fate. We can just buy Zou Feng’s body from him, can’t we?"

Luo Yingning froze for a moment, then realized it was indeed a good idea.

As long as they offered enough Immortal Fate, that Li Dingjie surely wouldn’t mind doing them a small favor.

It would be easy to arrange. After all, once he won, Li Dingjie could "casually" kick Zou Feng’s body off the Dao Discussion Platform.

Then, Zou Feng’s body would "happen" to land right in front of Mu Wanrou.

Afterward, Mu Wanrou could make up an excuse, like saying she thought Zou Feng could still be saved, then hoist him over her shoulder and run.

’And finally, deliver him right to my mouth...’

"Then what are you waiting for? Go!" Luo Yingning urged impatiently.

"Alright, alright, I’m going, okay...?" Mu Wanrou stood up, gave Luo Yingning a hug, and then leisurely walked out the door.

The moment she was out the door, Mu Wanrou’s previous tenderness and affection vanished without a trace.

The next moment, she took out a Token and asked someone a few questions.

After finishing her inquiry, Mu Wanrou couldn’t help but frown slightly.

She had originally wanted to contact Li Dingjie through the Token.

However, this Reincarnated Sword Emperor, Li Dingjie, was incredibly arrogant. He couldn’t even be bothered to reply to her, a high-ranking member of the Tianxiang Association.

’Fine, I’ll just go in person...’

Before long, Mu Wanrou arrived at the entrance to the Sword Tomb.

Before she even stepped inside, she looked up and saw that quite a few people were already standing there.

Among them were even a Central Court Elder who hadn’t been seen in a long time, and several figures who were clearly Core Disciples.

"Are you also here to reserve Zou Feng’s body?"

An Inner Sect Disciple guarding the Sword Tomb walked up to Mu Wanrou, looking somewhat impatient.

"I..."

"Just wait over there. Once Brother Li is done meditating, you can all make your bids. Highest bidder wins!"

"..."

’So all these people are here to reserve Zou Feng’s body?’

’Is his physical body really that attractive?’

Mu Wanrou was not a Poison Cultivator, so she couldn’t feel Zou Feng’s appeal.

But almost everyone else present was a practitioner of the Poison Dao, and they were all drooling over Zou Feng’s body.

Furthermore, there was a Central Court Elder among them, which clearly meant they didn’t think Zou Feng could win.

’Perhaps they’ve even received some inside information...’

At this thought, Mu Wanrou once again took out her Token and swiftly made a few inquiries.

"Just as I thought..." Mu Wanrou received the answer she expected and couldn’t stop smirking mockingly.

「Meanwhile, at Hongxing Inn.」

In the teahouse in the courtyard, Su Qingyu was sitting across from Zou Feng.

In front of each of them was a cup of tea mixed with all sorts of poisons.

Or rather, they were two cups of venom that had a faint taste of tea leaves.

But Zou Feng still felt it wasn’t enough, so he summoned Xiaolv, who was currently recovering well.

He then used the Poison Hook on its tail to stir both cups of poisoned tea.

"Palace Master, please."

Su Qingyu elegantly lifted her teacup and took a delicate sip with her cherry-like lips.

"This tea isn’t bad..." As she spoke, Su Qingyu crossed her legs before continuing, "Should I add a little something to your cup?"

’Add something?’

’He’d never seen Su Qingyu raise any Gu Insects.’

’So her so-called ’adding something’ definitely didn’t mean summoning a Gu Insect. It must mean using...’

Zou Feng knew what Su Qingyu was implying—her toes were probably getting itchy again. He coughed to change the subject. "Palace Master, did you come here to discuss something?"

Hearing this, Su Qingyu uncrossed her legs with some disappointment and said, "To be honest, with you going up against Li Dingjie on the Dao Discussion Platform, I don’t quite dare to bet everything on you..."

"In fact, I’d much rather participate in the auction Li Dingjie’s side is holding for your body. Unfortunately, with my meager assets, I don’t even qualify to enter the auction."

Zou Feng smiled. "So..."

"So, for the sake of our deep friendship, could you write a will in advance, leaving your body to me after you die?"

"After all, we should keep the good stuff in the family, shouldn’t we?" Su Qingyu said, blinking her eyes.

Zou Feng nearly spat out the mouthful of poisoned tea he was drinking.

"Er... what does the Palace Master plan to do with my body?"

"...You know exactly what!"

Zou Feng spread his hands. "You’re right, we should keep the good stuff in the family. The problem is, Li Dingjie is the one who’s going to die. I won’t be the ’body’."