The City’s Strongest Son-in-law Chapter 1244 - 1243: Shen Family Heiress

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Shen Rushuang employs a potent drug on Su Changfeng, intending to extract information about Wang Junyi's rank promotion. Her maid is sent in, but Su Changfeng's defiance and terrifying aura force her to flee. Facing the drug's escalating effects and Su Changfeng's unyielding resolve, Shen Rushuang decides to extract the secret herself, only to be interrupted by her brother, Shen Yunlong, who urges her to abandon the plan.

Shen Rushuang struggled fiercely against Shen Yunlong’s grasp, but her physical strength was no match for his, leaving her helpless. With great anxiety, she pleaded, "Brother, if I leave now, he will undoubtedly perish."

Shen Yunlong cast a look of utter disdain at Su Changfeng, remarking coldly, "He's just a nobody. If he dies, so be it."

Without allowing Shen Rushuang another moment to protest, he swiftly escorted her from the room.

"Rushuang, you must not act this way again," Shen Yunlong admonished. "I can handle my own affairs; there's no need for you to sacrifice anything for me. Besides, he's merely a useless man, how could he possibly know about Wang Junyi's situation?"

Su Changfeng had just confessed himself that he knew the secret behind Wang Junyi's ascendance. Yet, observing Shen Yunlong's demeanor, Shen Rushuang understood that turning back was no longer an option.

"Brother, I was mistaken. Don't worry, I will heed your words from this point onward. But he..." Shen Rushuang considered that Su Changfeng's demise was not opportune, as she still had much to learn from him.

"Return immediately. As for his fate, let providence decide," Shen Yunlong declared.

Should three times the dosage fail to yield results, a grim end would surely await him.

Once everyone had departed, Su Changfeng finally exhaled a breath of relief, though he was barely clinging to consciousness.

Lost in thought, he clenched his teeth and exclaimed, "Little fellow, you're just observing from the sidelines even now? Hurry and devise a plan to help me."

Presently, the Little White Snake emerged from Su Changfeng's sleeve. Tilting its head, it conveyed a sense of helplessness, clearly lacking any viable solutions.

"Perhaps try biting me instead," Su Changfeng suggested, his endurance rapidly fading, fearing he might erupt and cease to exist at any moment.

The Little White Snake flicked its tongue, contemplating the optimal location for a bite.

In reality, the venom of the White Jade Python was dreadfully potent on the Tianyuan Continent, a substance even formidable Primordial Essence experts would cautiously avoid.

The Little White Snake did not hesitate, lowered its small head, delivered a bite, released a minuscule amount of venom, and promptly withdrew.

Instantly, Su Changfeng’s arm began to turn a dark, purplish hue. Evidently, the White Jade Python's venom was swiftly exerting its influence, remarkably counteracting the medicinal effects within Su Changfeng's body. However, his brow furrowed even more intensely, and his expression contorted with escalating agony.

Overwhelmed by debilitating pain, Su Changfeng could not help but writhe on the ground, his entire body slick with perspiration.

A night of harrowing torment ensued. Su Changfeng felt as though he had traversed the very gates of hell, narrowly surviving until the first light of dawn.

As morning arrived, Shen Rushuang awoke, her mind consumed with speculation about Su Changfeng's survival. Had he already met his end?

Anxious for the outcome, she summoned her personal maid and commanded, "Go and check on that fellow. If he is deceased, handle the matter as necessary." Despite her words, she secretly hoped he had pulled through, as she still desired to learn much from him, and only Su Changfeng possessed the knowledge she sought.

"Understood," the maid replied and promptly departed.

Standing before Su Changfeng's door, the maid felt an instinctive tremor of fear. Indeed, following the events of the previous night, she harbored a secret apprehension towards Su Changfeng, a haunting nightmare that lingered persistently in her thoughts.

Pushing the door open, she discovered Su Changfeng coiled on the floor, utterly still. Her eyes widened in shock.

Could he truly be dead? Had he perished so suddenly?

The maid summoned her courage, stealthily advancing towards him, intending to verify if Su Changfeng had indeed breathed his last.

But in the very next moment, Su Changfeng, who had appeared lifeless, stirred and declared, "Fortune favored me; I am still alive."

His words abruptly pierced the profound silence of the room, causing the maid's expression to shift dramatically. She let out a startled cry and stumbled backward three paces.

"Su Changfeng, had you been willing to heed the young lady's counsel, you would not find yourself in this predicament now," the maid stated, regaining her composure as she addressed him.

Su Changfeng turned his head, glanced at the maid, and a broad, confident smile spread across his face, his demeanor resolute: "I, Su Changfeng, bow to no one, neither heaven nor ghosts."

The maid inwardly clenched her jaw. She truly couldn't comprehend his mindset. Did he not grasp their location? This was the Shen Family's domain, yet he dared to defy the young miss. He was clearly courting death.

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Time marched onward, and the long-anticipated Hunting Festival finally commenced.

At the northern gate of Tianshui City, an immense throng had congregated well before the event's start, forming a veritable human ocean, all drawn by the allure of the Hunting Festival.

Held annually within the Yuanqi Mountain Range, this grand event was a prime opportunity for all nearby towns to shine. Every cultivator aspired to distinguish themselves during this grand celebration.

Typically, the majority of attendees were cultivators who found themselves stuck at the First or Second Rank, their strength seemingly capped for a lifetime. Consequently, they placed all their hopes on this festival as a means to carve out a name for themselves.

Even the successful taming of a mere One-star Beast could grant them a minor official post in Xingluo. Securing any position, no matter how small, would undoubtedly be a significant improvement over their current predicaments.

"I didn't anticipate such a large turnout for the hunting festival. Are there truly that many exotic beasts dwelling within the Yuanqi Mountain Range?" Su Changfeng pondered aloud, walking alongside Shen Rushuang.

He hadn't expected a response, but Shen Rushuang surprisingly offered an explanation, stating, "Do you imagine anyone can become a Beast Tamer? Each year, over a thousand individuals from Tianshui City participate in this event, yet not a single Beast Tamer has ever emerged."

"What is the reason for this? Is it more challenging than locating exotic beasts?" Su Changfeng inquired, his curiosity piqued.

"Generally, the cultivators who participate in these festivals are not of particularly high rank, and they also lack the courage to venture deep into the mountains. Thus, most individuals confine their search for exotic beasts to the outskirts of the mountain range. However, truthfully, the outskirts have been sparse of exotic beasts for quite some time now. Nowadays, capturing one depends entirely on luck. Furthermore, even if a beast is encountered, its taming remains uncertain," Shen Rushuang elucidated.

The hunting festival was indeed an annual affair, and the population of exotic beasts on the outskirts was limited. Fortunately, the small city did not boast many powerful experts; otherwise, the beasts dwelling further within might also find themselves in peril.

"Since you've come all this way, you surely won't be content to merely linger on the outskirts, will you?" Su Changfeng probed.

Despite their limited interactions, he had discerned a strong ambition within Shen Rushuang. He sensed that whatever goal she set her mind to, she would undoubtedly find a way to achieve it.

Therefore, Su Changfeng surmised that she would not waste her time foraging on the outskirts.

Shen Rushuang let out a cold snort. "Do you perceive me as being like everyone else?"

Su Changfeng simply shrugged. In terms of raw cultivation strength, Shen Rushuang was also merely at the First Rank. He genuinely couldn't discern any significant difference between her and the others. If any distinction existed, it was her status as a lady of the Shen Family; however, in situations like these, what true significance did identity hold? After all, exotic beasts would hardly present themselves willingly just because she bore the Shen Family name.

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