Chapter 693: 693: Tricked into Drinking Netherworld Poison

Chapter 693: Chapter 693: Tricked into Drinking Netherworld Poison

Concubine Yunxia’s heart leapt into her throat.

She had guessed that Jiang Fan’s method was to poison the Mixed Element Nine-Colored Marrow in this bottle.

But she hadn’t expected Yan Dao’an to be so cautious, forcing Jiang Fan to drink first!

The poison Jiang Fan used was definitely lethal enough to kill a Nascent Soul.

If Jiang Fan drank it, he would surely die too!

She was about to speak up.

A soft shout from Jiang Fan echoed in her mind.

“Don’t act rashly!”

“If he senses something’s wrong, the whole plan will be ruined!!!”

Concubine Yunxia managed to halt her unusual movement and anxiously asked in her heart:

“Do you have confidence not to die if you drink it?”

Jiang Fan replied in a steady voice:

“I don’t know.”

He merely had a strong resistance to poison.

That doesn’t mean he can’t be poisoned to death.

Since the Netherworld Poison is said to be capable of killing a Nascent Soul.

Its toxicity must be extremely fierce.

He may not be able to withstand it.

Concubine Yunxia’s heart trembled: “Then what if you die?”

Jiang Fan sighed slightly: “It’s better than us all meeting a tragic end, isn’t it?”

“If I can use my life to prevent you from being sold, it wouldn’t be in vain.”

Actually.

If Jiang Fan didn’t attempt to drink the poison, he would still die.

Yan Dao’an wasn’t going to let him live.

So, either way, it’s death.

Why not take the risk and try?

If he manages to withstand the poison and trick Yan Dao’an into drinking the Netherworld Poison.

They might have a slim chance of survival.

“No, I don’t want this.”

Concubine Yunxia’s voice trembled.

She had never imagined.

One day, a man would risk his life to die for her.

Her heart had never been so shaken.

Jiang Fan earnestly said:

“Don’t be emotional.”

“This is the best choice.”

After a pause.

His voice softened:

“Last time you risked your life to protect me.”

“This time, it’s my turn.”

Concubine Yunxia’s voice grew even more tremulous:

“No, don’t say that.”

“It was what I should have done.”

Jiang Fan was silent for a moment.

With a hint of apology: “In the past, you and I were adversaries.”

“I often offended you.”

“Now, I apologize to you.”

“I hope this apology isn’t too late.”

Concubine Yunxia finally couldn’t contain her emotions.

Choking back her sobs: “No… I don’t blame you.”

“I don’t blame you at all.”

The memories of past humiliation and embarrassment.

Now resurfacing in her heart, miraculously transforming into shyness, sweetness, and a touch of nostalgia.

But thinking of Jiang Fan’s impending death.

It turned into deeper sorrow.

“Jiang Fan, I don’t want you to die.”

Tears fell in Concubine Yunxia’s heart.

She pleaded through her tears.

Jiang Fan sighed softly:

“Let’s leave it to fate.”

“If I survive, that would be ideal.”

“If I die, and you luckily escape this fate.”

“Please go to the Human Clan.”

“Tell my fiancée, Xu Youran.”

“Tell her that I’m sorry for missing our wedding… I’ll be late.”

After speaking.

Under the increasingly sharp gaze of Yan Dao’an.

Jiang Fan opened his mouth and swallowed the lump of Mixed Element Nine-Colored Marrow in one gulp.

“No!”

Concubine Yunxia cried out.

Tears fell like rain in her heart.

The heart-wrenching pain left her breathless.

She regretted it.

Regretted being kind to everyone, except Jiang Fan.

Regretted every outburst of anger and harsh words she directed at Jiang Fan.

Regretted realizing only now that Jiang Fan could die for her.

But alas.

It’s too late.

The Spiritual Liquid entered Jiang Fan’s body.

The hidden Netherworld Poison immediately erupted with terrifying toxicity!

His Poison Pill within was instantly riddled with cracks.

His meridians, organs, bones, and flesh.

All began to rot.

The ensuing agony hit his mental world like a tidal wave.

He didn’t even have time to scream.

His vision turned black.

Instantly losing consciousness.

The severity of the Netherworld Poison was far more intense than imagined!

But he couldn’t pass out.

He must not let Yan Dao’an see any flaw.

Otherwise, all would be lost!

Using his last shred of consciousness.

He mobilized the Poison Pill to frantically absorb the Netherworld Poison invading his body.

As the Poison Pill began to circulate.

Finally.

The first strand of Netherworld Poison was absorbed.

Then the second strand, the third strand…

Though still unbearably painful, fiercely attacking his mental world.

He barely awoke from his coma.

Maintaining enough awareness.

Not only that.

He also made every effort to control his expression.

So as not to show even a hint of pain.

Because if Yan Dao’an saw something amiss.

With his cautiousness, he definitely wouldn’t drink it!

The success or failure hung in the balance!

So.

No matter how painful it was inside, as if being cut by a thousand knives.

He still maintained a nonchalant demeanor.

Yan Dao’an carefully stared at Jiang Fan.

Watching his eyes, analyzing his eyebrows, his cheeks.

If any pain showed in his eyes.

If his eyebrows twitched.

If his jaw clenched.

It would prove that the Spiritual Liquid was poisoned.

“You’re okay?” Yan Dao’an inquired.

Jiang Fan shook his head.

By now, his throat was already ravaged.

Every breath felt like being cut with knives, intensely painful.

Yet he feigned calmness, saying: “Just a bit spicy on the throat.”

Yan Dao’an relaxed a bit.

A spicy throat was normal.

The Mixed Element Nine-Colored Marrow was made from high-level Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

How could someone in the Core Formation Realm bear it?

It would be strange if it wasn’t spicy.

Seeing Jiang Fan unperturbed, Yan Dao’an was completely relieved.

If it truly contained poison lethal to a Nascent Soul.

Jiang Fan would have been dead from the poison long ago.

Far from being in painless comfort.

It seemed he was overly cautious.

What a waste of a tenth of the precious elixir.

Like feeding wild pigs with fine grain, soiled by this kid.

A pang of regret welled up within him.

He again glanced at the Mixed Element Nine-Colored Marrow that was continuing to emit its medicinal power.

Without further hesitation, Yan Dao’an drank it all in one gulp.

This drink alone could save him eighteen years of cultivation.

After drinking the Mixed Element Nine-Colored Marrow, waiting for its effects to manifest.

Yan Dao’an squinted at Jiang Fan.

“Kid, you’ve worked hard.”

“Without you, things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.”

After a pause.

A cold curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

“To thank you.”

“I, the Vice Master, have decided to personally send you on your way.”

“Ensuring you die without any pain.”

Hehe~

What did we say?

Yan Dao’an’s words are not to be trusted!

Once he got what he wanted, he didn’t hesitate to show his true colors.

Jiang Fan’s voice was extremely hoarse, like the whistling of a broken bellows.

“Didn’t you say you’d spare my life?”

“Does Jiangshan First-class Building conduct its business with such a lack of credibility?”

Yan Dao’an smiled faintly: “Businessmen need to have credibility.”

“But, haven’t you heard the saying, ‘business is war’?”

Jiang Fan nodded slightly.

His voice even more broken.

“Then I’m relieved.”

“Killing you, I’ll feel no guilt at all.”

Hmm?

Yan Dao’an’s gaze suddenly narrowed: “What’s wrong with your voice?”

“Also, kill me?”

“With…?”

Suddenly.

Yan Dao’an’s body swayed.

He clutched his abdomen, then reached for his chest, his throat.

Pain rapidly appeared on his face.

His voice also turned hoarse: “You… poisoned…”