Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1313 - 1412: Hidden Intentions

"Thank you for accompanying me. Should you wish to join our Poison Sect, three volumes of Holy Poison will be yours to cultivate. In a decade, you could become the most powerful individual in the world." Lan Yueliang spoke softly, a hint of guilt in her eyes as she glanced at Qin Feng.

"No, we are friends." Qin Feng replied without a second thought, dismissing the offer. The Poison Sect held no appeal for him. He had possessed the three Holy Medicines for quite some time, though cultivation itself was not his primary concern.

"I am part of the Poison Sect; don't you want to join me?" Lan Yueliang inquired, a touch of melancholy in her voice, her words hinting at a deeper meaning.

At that very moment, Qin Feng abruptly turned around.

Facing the Holy Level Skills, Xie Xuan was unconcerned with potentially offending the captivating beauty. More importantly, Qin Feng was a perilous individual whom he dared not casually approach. He had already ignored Xie Xuan multiple times.

"It is here. Take it if you desire it." Lan Yueliang generously indicated the first brocade box.

Witnessing this, Lao's spirits sank, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This was a Holy Skill that demanded a life, yet there were evasions and excuses everywhere. However, Lan Yueliang had been quite considerate. At the very least, she had warned him not to meddle with these toxic artifacts. As for the leader, Xie Shaosong, he could inquire further.

Xie Xuaming was also taken aback by the nonchalance with which the two relinquished their Divine Step techniques. He immediately regarded them with suspicion.

"Go, retrieve it."

"Understood!"

Upon hearing Xie Xuan's command, a burly Xifu Sect member bowed respectfully and strode forward.

As his palm reached for the first brocade box, noticing neither Qin Feng nor Lan Yue made any move to stop him, the robust man let out a sigh of relief.

However, just then, Xie Xuan's voice echoed once more: "Take all three brocade boxes!"

"Thank you, Great Leader Ali. What is the meaning behind this?" Lan Yueliang's voice turned frigid upon hearing this decree.

Xie Xuan's gaze lingered greedily on Lan Yueliang, a cold smirk playing on his lips. "You can bestow all your Holy Level Skills upon us, but you must leave the other two boxes. I understand that would be a considerable favor."

"As I stated, the remaining two are our Poison Books, tokens of the Great Leader, of no use to outsiders!"

"Oh!" Xie Xuan feigned understanding, prompting nods from his followers. Then, his eyes fixed on Lan Yueliang's alluring form, his voice softened perceptibly. "Even if they hold no value to me, they are clearly important to you. If you wish to keep these items, you must become my woman. Follow me, and I shall ensure you are well taken care of within the entirety of the Fu Sect!"

"Be your woman? The very thought of conversing with you now fills me with disgust!" Lan Yueliang's red lips curled into a sneer, her voice sharp and cutting. Xie Xuan's covetous advances had genuinely ignited her fury.

Even prior to this encounter, Lan Yueliang had felt no interest in him. She had, at least, cautioned Qin Feng against touching those toxic artifacts, implicitly leaving them for Leader Xie Shaosong.

Xie Xuan chuckled, a cold glint in his eyes, and finally declared, "Very well. I shall compel you to remain by my side. As for the poison, you are unaware that I too have a fondness for its use. Regardless of the type, I am fully capable of purging any poison from you and claiming you as my own without reservation."

As they spoke, Xie Xuan couldn't resist moving closer to Lan Yueliang. He smiled and added, "You lack the strength to even restrain a chicken. It appears you have no other recourse!"

Upon hearing Xie Xuan's presumptuous words, Lan Yueliang's delicate features quickly hardened. She turned to Qin Feng with a soft smile and asked, "If I were to become your woman, would you accept?"

"What?"

Qin Feng was momentarily stunned, certain he had misheard. The potent effects of the drug were becoming increasingly apparent, his head swimming and his body feeling weak. Qin Feng firmly believed this was merely a hallucination.

Yet, at this precise moment, Lan Yueliang spoke again.

"If you help me deal with this bothersome fly, I am willing to follow you."

"What did you say?" Xie Xuan's expression instantly turned ice-cold upon hearing Lan Yueliang's declaration.

"Do you not understand? I would rather choose him over you because I am attracted to him, and you pale in comparison!" Lan Yueliang defiantly lifted her head, her words causing a blush to rise on her cheeks.

A strange feeling stirred within her. Their acquaintance was brief, yet why did she find that man so captivating? Especially during their physical encounters, her heart would flutter chaotically. This sensation had never surfaced before, but now, Lan Yueliang disregarded all else.

"Damn it!"

A low growl of frustration erupted. Xie Xuan's face contorted with anger. It remained unclear whether he was cursing Lan Yueliang or Qin Feng.

Cough, cough

Qin Feng felt a pang in his chest, a throbbing pain as he mulled over the situation. This woman was clearly attempting to use him as a human shield. However, she seemed unaware that her concoction had severely weakened him, leaving him on the brink of unconsciousness. If Xie Xuan were to attack now, he wouldn't stand a chance.

"Thank you, Great Leader Ali. Since we've bestowed the Holy Level Skills upon you, the secret scroll of the Poison Scripture and the so-called Sect Leader's token shall belong to Miss Lan Yue. Wouldn't it be splendid to amicably accept the items they desire?"

"Amicably? You've broken my arm, and you expect me to be cordial?" Xie Xuan felt as if he would spew blood. His gaze fell upon his fractured limb once more, the pain unyielding. Though his animosity toward his broken arm was forcibly suppressed due to the Holy Level Skills, he felt a profound sense of shame and indignation at this moment.

Yet, Xie Xuan was also in a state of indecision. He understood that the brat was exceptionally powerful; even if everyone present combined their strength, they would still be no match for him. He feared that any rash action would yield no results.

"Very well, I shall take the Holy Level Skills. Leave the rest!" Xie Xuan suddenly offered a smile.

A collective sigh of relief escaped Qin Feng and Lan Yueliang.

Qin Feng held no particular interest in the Holy Level Skills. Lan Yue was unconcerned as her clan possessed an original manuscript far superior to this imitation. The 'Voodoo Body' could be cultivated by anyone willing, provided they weren't afraid of death. The latter two of the three Holy Poisons, however, were strictly forbidden for outsiders to cultivate.

Casting a look towards the burly man, who held the items from the two brocade boxes behind him, Lan Yue decisively followed Qin Feng out.

Faced with Qin Feng's imposing presence, Xie Xuan and his men grudgingly made way, allowing the pair to exit the stone chamber unhindered. However, Xie Xuan's beady eyes remained fixed on them, particularly on Qin Feng. He was no fool; he knew the immense value of Holy Level Skills. That Qin Feng, despite his superior strength compared to the others, was willing to concede was indeed peculiar, especially considering the situation with Qi Country.

As Qin Feng and his two companions passed, Xie Xuan narrowed his eyes, observing them with astute scrutiny. "Wait a moment!" he called out.

Qin Feng turned, noting the chilling smile that had spread across Xie Xuan's face.

"Jian Yi, you are a genuine Origin Crystal master. How can you be walking so unsteadily?"

"Ah, I'm simply a bit peckish and feeling slightly disoriented," Qin Feng replied nonchalantly.

"Is that so?" Xie Xuan's gaze intensified, growing darker. His left hand unconsciously drifted towards his right shoulder, the one missing an arm.

"Be my guest, kill this brat! He can't possibly fight back!" Xie Xuan commanded with a wave of his hand, his voice laced with cold intent.

"Yes!" Upon receiving the command from the venerable Xie Xuan, over a dozen disciples from the West Gate Formation swiftly divided into five groups, advancing menacingly towards Qin Feng.

One had to admit, Xie Xuan was ruthless in his decision to kill. Although Qin Feng sensed the impending danger and was ready to retaliate, he remained cautious. He decided to test the waters first, to ascertain if Qin Feng had truly lost his strength.

Observing the five disciples from the Xifu Sect rapidly closing in, Qin Feng's brow furrowed. Without a second thought, he gently pushed Lan Yueliang back with his palm and charged forward.

"Get lost!"

The Taoist Palm Patterns swept out consecutively, accompanied by a low growl. With Qin Feng's residual power, even if he could only unleash a fraction of it, it was certainly not something these Virtual Meta realm cultivators could withstand.