Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 174 Poisoning

"Now that Master Huineng still wants to leave, I'm afraid it's a bit too late."

After Du Fan uttered his cold words, his body swayed repeatedly, making a series of bizarre movements, barely dodging the barrage of sticks at extremely strange angles.

Then his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he moved quickly, closing in on Huineng in an instant. With a low shout, he raised his arm and threw a punch directly from a distance.

With one arm severed, Huineng felt powerless to stop the attack and could only barely veer to the side to avoid the vital area of ​​his heart.

But then, he was struck directly in the chest and abdomen by this invisible force. With a few cracking sounds of ribs breaking, he was in so much pain that his vision went black and he let out a muffled groan.

Just as he was enduring the pain and preparing to continue his escape, a whooshing sound suddenly came from right next to him. Two chilling lights descended instantly, wrapping around his neck, and a huge head rolled off. Immediately afterwards, a column of blood shot into the sky from where his head was severed.

At this point, Huineng was finally killed by Du Fan's series of methods.

Du Fan took a deep breath, turned around, and looked coldly at the two people who had just emerged from the magic storm not far away.

The two looked somewhat disheveled, with several tears in their clothes, clearly having been somewhat affected by the previous clash of spells and dozens of talismans, but they seemed to be unharmed.

When Zhou Kai and Xiao Yue paused, their gazes falling on the headless, severed-arm corpse beside Du Fan, their faces instantly turned deathly pale. A chilling coldness surged from their bodies, and their eyes were filled with terror as they looked at Du Fan.

Zhou Kai's body trembled involuntarily. He then slapped his storage bag, and a speed talisman suddenly appeared. He grabbed it in his hand, but before he could stick the talisman to his body, he felt a cold light pierce through the air.

Zhou Kai was shocked. He didn't have time to pay attention to the speed talisman. He quickly made a hand seal, and the outline of a fire shield appeared.

However, facing the talisman soldiers, he dared not rely too much on this shield. Before he could fully unleash its power, he swayed and quickly shot backward, fleeing away.

Upon seeing Du Fan attack Zhou Kai, Xiao Yue was overjoyed and, without hesitation, turned and dashed off in another direction.

At the same time, she flipped her wrist and a speed talisman appeared in her hand. Then, with a wave of her arm, she stuck it onto her exquisite body.

Just as the woman felt a sudden lightness in her body and was about to escape with all her might, she suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Because she clearly saw the scissor-shaped talisman soldier heading straight for Zhou Kai's fire shield, but she didn't hear the slightest sound of magic clashing.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyue felt her hair stand on end. She subconsciously looked back, but that one glance sent her shivering. She saw that the menacing scissors, gleaming with a cold light, had silently flown to within half a foot of her.

At such close range, coupled with the astonishing speed of the talisman soldier, the woman felt she had no chance of survival, and her beautiful eyes revealed fear and despair.

But just as the scissors were about to touch Xiaoyue's chest, her charming face turned ferocious. She opened her small, rosy mouth and suddenly spat out a pink pill the size of a grain of rice, which shot towards Du Fan.

The moment Xiaoyue spat out the pill, the scissor-wielding talisman flashed with a cold light and pierced through her chest, leaving a bloody, menacing hole in the woman's curvaceous body.

After the scissor-shaped talisman passed through the woman, its light dimmed, and it turned into a piece of paper that floated in the air.

As the talisman soldiers scattered, Xiaoyue's body also collapsed to the ground with a thud, her green dress disheveled, her jade-like body lying motionless.

After confirming that there were no further changes with the woman in the green dress, Du Fan withdrew his gaze, moved his feet, and prepared to go full speed ahead to pursue the fleeing Zhou Kai.

Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly rang in his ears, and he was startled, turning his head to look.

A pink pill flew to within half a zhang of him. Du Fan was startled and immediately raised his arm. A Weak Water Shield appeared instantly and blocked his way.

When the pink pill touched the water shield, it was not blocked. Instead, it shattered with a "bang," and a large cloud of pink smoke burst out and spread rapidly in all directions.

Although Du Fan reacted extremely quickly and managed to move a distance of several feet ahead of him, he was still covered by a small wisp of pink smoke on half of his body. For a moment, he felt his head suddenly sink.

Du Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly activated the Soul Devouring Technique, sending out a wisp of powerful divine thought to circulate in his mind. After that, the discomfort in his body disappeared, and with a grim expression, he instantly headed towards the direction Zhou Kai had fled.

After a short while, Du Fan returned to the original battleground, now holding a storage bag that he had taken from Zhou Kai.

Too lazy to move the three corpses, Du Fan took out three cremation talismans and cremated the bodies of Huiguang, Huineng, and Xiaoyue respectively. After taking all their storage bags, he strode away from the place.

Half a day later, Du Fan was walking on a mountain path. His face looked rather pale, and he felt weak and powerless. He was even swaying as he walked.

In fact, he had felt something was wrong with his body two hours earlier. Not only did his strength seem to be drained away bit by bit, but he also experienced signs of unconsciousness in his mind. This was a feeling he had never had since he began cultivating.

This strange feeling is somewhat similar to a severe cold I had in my past life...

He had also used his divine sense to examine his body, but found nothing unusual. Upon careful recollection, Du Fan was shocked. It seemed that the pill that the girl in the green dress spat out before she died was problematic!

"Could it be poisoning? If so, that's troublesome. I don't have a single detoxifying pill on me..."

Du Fan's face darkened, and he cursed his bad luck. He thought to himself that the woman named Xiaoyue was too hateful. Even on her deathbed, she still had the interest to cause trouble. This was obviously a self-defeating act. If he had known this would happen, he would have killed her first.

Another hour passed, and Du Fan leaned against a large tree by the roadside with one hand. At this moment, he was dizzy, his eyes were unfocused, and he even experienced visual and auditory hallucinations. It seemed that he might faint on the spot at any moment.

He had originally planned to reach a town first and find an inn to stay in, but now it seemed that there was no time to do so. He had no choice but to settle for a safe place in the wild and try to move around using the Water-Drawing Technique to see if it would help.

After Du Fan finished thinking it over, he sighed helplessly and was about to walk towards the nearest hilltop when an extremely strong sense of drowsiness suddenly arose in his body and instantly swept over his mind, causing his eyes to roll back, his body to slump, and he fainted on the ground.

Du Fan had a very long dream. In the dream, he was still living on Earth and even had a small argument with Liang Xin because he didn't put salt in his soup.

He also dreamt of Dr. Song, who smiled kindly and officiated at his and Liang Xin's wedding...

Perhaps this is the life Du Fan truly desires deep down. If that accident hadn't happened, these dreams would have already come true for him. But life doesn't offer "what ifs."

After an unknown amount of time, Du Fan's head was throbbing violently. Although his consciousness was still somewhat blurred, he had become much more clear-headed.

At this moment, Du Fan felt his body being jolted up and down, and he could hear the sound of horses' hooves outside.

He was very sleepy and didn't want to wake up, only feeling that it was too noisy outside.

"Liang Xin, close the window..." Du Fan mumbled sleepily, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Hey, you're awake." A woman's voice came through the phone, her tone tinged with worry.

"Shut up, I don't have to go to work today," Du Fan muttered impatiently.

"Go to work? What kind of work?" The woman's eyes widened, and she froze in place.

"Since you're not going to close the window, then come over here." Almost instinctively, Du Fan's lips curled into a smile as he reached out to pull the woman beside him into his arms.

"Ah!" The woman was startled and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Huh? You're not Liang Xin! Who are you?" Du Fan, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly. His pupils seemed unfocused, filled with a sense of confusion and panic.

"Young master, you collapsed by the roadside half a month ago. My father and I rescued you. Are you alright?" The woman was quite startled by Du Fan's sudden action. She shrank back and asked cautiously.

"By the roadside? Fainted?"

Upon hearing this, Du Fan's mind jolted, and then a flood of memories rushed back to him. In a short while, he took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he turned to look at the woman in front of him. His divine sense instantly spread outward, sweeping over the woman and across a radius of several hundred feet, before he finally felt relieved.

The woman before them appeared to be a young girl of about sixteen or seventeen, dressed in a light yellow coarse cloth dress. While her appearance could not be described as stunningly beautiful, she had fair skin, clear eyes, and was exceptionally pretty.

At this moment, her face was slightly flushed, her long eyelashes fluttered incessantly, and she looked both shy and apprehensive, yet also curiously observing Du Fan.

Besides, there was a hint of worry in the woman's eyes, a concern for Du Fan's health.

"Thank you for saving me, young lady. May I ask your name?" Du Fan greeted the girl with a fist and palm salute, his tone extremely sincere.

He had already used his divine sense to investigate and knew that he was currently in a carriage. Both the girl in front of him and the middle-aged man driving the carriage were ordinary people. With a slight thought, he knew what had happened.