Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 153

Chapter 153 Senior Sister’s Regret

. After the conversation began,

everyone began discussing the major Tribulation Cultivation forces in the region.

The Five Poison Wanderer and the Three Tribulations Alliance were naturally the main topics.

Before they knew it,

the banquet was halfway through.

Waiters continued to deliver spiritual food and wine.

Just then, Li Changan’s sleeve suddenly warned him.

“Poisonous fog spreading?”

Li Changan was startled.

Even with the advance warning from the hexagram, he remained unaware.

The rest of the people present, most of whom were quite powerful,

hadn’t noticed the poisonous fog!

Even a prodigy like Mo Xi remained oblivious and continued their conversation.

“What a strange poison!”

Li Changan had no idea who had poisoned him.

He remained alert,

constantly monitoring his surroundings.

About a quarter of an hour later, someone rubbed their forehead and sighed.

“Alas, I can’t handle the alcohol today. I’m already dizzy after just a few drinks.”

Upon hearing this, the others laughed.

But Mo Xi’s expression changed, immediately realizing something was amiss.

“Everyone, hold your breath! Take the detoxification pills immediately!”

“What?”

Seeing her solemn expression, the others began to react.

How could this little spiritual wine intoxicate anyone?

It was clearly poisoned!

But how could someone poison someone at Tang Suran’s birthday party? Could

a poison cultivator have sneaked in?

Without time to think, they hurriedly opened their storage bags, took out various detoxification pills, and poured them all into their mouths.

“Quick, get out of here immediately!”

Mo Xi’s pretty face was solemn, and she immediately stood up.

The others followed suit, intending to leave. As long as they got out, they would be safe.

A poison cultivator wouldn’t dare kill someone in the street.

However…

as soon as they stood up, they felt their legs weaken, their bodies limp, and they fell back down.

“Oh no! The poison is deep!”

Mo Xi felt the same way, and she couldn’t even take a step forward.

Not only was she dizzy and unable to muster any strength, but even her magic power seemed to have solidified, unable to be mobilized at all!

Beside Li Changan.

Xu Fugui’s face turned pale, and he suddenly panicked.

“Brother Li, how are you?”

“Fugui, don’t panic,”

Li Chang’an reassured him. He was fine.

The tentacles of the Myriad Poison Gu pierced his flesh, sucking out all the toxins from his body.

He glanced around,

taking in everyone’s expressions.

The others were acting perfectly natural, except for Second Senior Brother Mo Chen, whose fear and panic seemed fake.

But Li Chang’an wasn’t sure.

Just then,

the door to the private room suddenly opened, and a young cultivator resembling a waiter entered.

“Hehe, it seems you’ve all discovered it.”

“Who are you?”

Tang Suran asked, her face grim and teeth gnashing.

She had never imagined such a thing would happen at her birthday party.

The waiter sneered.

“I’m Song Xiao!”

“Song Xiao?”

Many faces in the room paled.

This name

was all too familiar to them.

This person was a disciple of the Five Poisons Wanderer, a master of poison techniques. He had once gained notoriety for poisoning the grandson of Master Huang He.

“Song Xiao, you dare to enter the Yellow Crane Immortal City?”

“Why not?”

Song Xiao’s eyes flashed green.

His cruel gaze swept across the crowd, finally resting on Mo Xi.

“I didn’t expect such an unexpected gain! If I sell you to the Black Puppet Pavilion, I should be able to fetch a good price!”

“You…”

Mo Xi’s face was irritated, murderous intent rising.

But what could she do?

She was now poisoned, no different from a cripple, unable to mobilize a single bit of magic power.

Was she going to fall into the hands of the robber cultivator today?

“Hehehe, Fellow Daoist Mo, don’t resist.”

Song Xiao laughed strangely and opened his spirit beast bag.

He was about to take Mo Xi in.

But at this moment,

a faint light flashed in the room.

“Swish!”

An extremely fast spindle-shaped spirit weapon instantly shattered his head!

Boom!

As everyone watched,

Song Xiao’s head exploded like a watermelon, leaving only a headless corpse.

The others in the room hadn’t yet reacted. Their

faces were filled with shock.

The next moment,

Song Xiao’s body fell to the ground.

“Here!”

Li Chang’an extended his hand and summoned his storage bag.

Then,

based on the information provided by the Myriad Poison Gu, he found the corresponding poison and antidote.

Only then did the others in the room react, looking at Li Chang’an in disbelief.

“Fellow Daoist Li, you’re not poisoned?”

Even Mo Xi found it incredible; after all, she was poisoned.

How could Li Chang’an be so unharmed?

Li Chang’an smiled.

“Didn’t everyone just take the detoxification pill? So did I, too. It’s just that mine happened to work.”

“How could that be?”

The others looked at each other, feeling it was too much of a coincidence.

But,

fortunately, this coincidence happened.

Otherwise, none of them would have escaped today!

At this moment, Mo Xi couldn’t help but ask, “Fellow Daoist Li, what is that shuttle-shaped magical weapon?”

Li Chang’an smiled and glanced at her.

“Fellow Daoist Mo, everyone has secrets. It’s impolite to ask too many questions.”

“I…”

Mo Xi was stunned for a moment.

She suddenly realized that her attitude had always been a bit arrogant.

She assumed that Li Chang’an was just an ordinary cultivator, and would definitely respond to requests from a noble family like her.

Thinking of this,

Mo Xi apologized, “Fellow Daoist Li, I’m sorry for being so talkative. Please forgive me.”

“It’s nothing.”

Li Chang’an smiled and handed over an antidote.

“Fellow Daoist Mo, here’s the antidote. Please try it first.”

Logically,

he should have given the antidote to his good friend Xu Fugui first.

But he was worried about the antidote’s problems, so he asked Mo Xi to test the poison first.

Mo Xi also saw his intention and was stunned. With her status and position, it was not her place to test the poison.

But what could she do?

Li Chang’an was the only one in the room who hadn’t been poisoned, and he had the final say.

Mo Xi could only silently accept the antidote and swallow it in one gulp.

After a moment,

her face flushed slightly, and she slowly exhaled.

“This antidote is fine. Fellow Daoist Li, you can safely distribute it to the others.”

“Okay.”

Li Changan no longer hesitated, distributing the antidote.

Before long,

everyone returned to normal, and they all expressed their gratitude to Li Changan.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Li! If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have known whether we were alive or dead.”

With this incident, the banquet naturally couldn’t continue. No one knew if there were other poisons in the spiritual food on the table.

After a while,

the people present left one after another.

Li Changan was about to leave as well.

At this moment, Tang Suran suddenly sent him a voice message.

“Fellow Daoist Li, do you have any treasures that can specifically counteract poisons?”

“Hmm?”

Li Changan glanced at her, naturally understanding why she asked.

Back then, Tang Suran had fought a battle with disciples of the Five Poisons Sanren lineage for the Seven-Leafed Colorful Lotus, causing her meridians to be corroded by a strange poison.

Although she no longer looked poisoned, her meridians were still not healed.

She asked this question.

Naturally, she hoped that Li Changan would help her detoxify.

But Li Changan didn’t want to reveal the existence of the Ten Thousand Poison Gu.

“Fellow Daoist Tang, you’re overthinking it. The reason I was able to detoxify this time was indeed due to luck.”

After saying this, he cupped his hands and

left the restaurant without stopping.

At the back,

Tang Suran looked at his back, feeling a mixture of emotions.

After this incident,

she could see that Li Changan was far more than he seemed.

Perhaps he did have a treasure that could control poisons, but they were not related, so why would Li Changan help her?

Thinking of this,

Tang Suran felt a little regretful and sighed softly.

“Perhaps I should have given him the Seven-Leafed Colorful Lotus back then.”

(End of this chapter)