"Do you, do you dare to make a bet with me!"
Immense pressure was transmitted through the tea, making Tang San gasp for air as he spoke with great difficulty, "Let me, recover, properly, and then, we can have, a fair, and just, match!"
"A bet?" Lin Rong sat on his chair, looking down at Tang San kneeling on the ground, and sneered, "The situation is under my control, why would I bet with you?"
Tang San wanted to say more after hearing this, but the weight of the tea in his palm suddenly increased, causing his hands to slam heavily onto the ground.
The tea sloshed in Tang San's palms, nearly touching the ground several times.
At this moment, the humiliation Tang San felt in his heart made him recall everything that happened when he was six years old at the Clear Sky Sect.
"A scholar can be killed, but not disgraced. You have insulted me to such an extent, you are already courting death!"
This thought roared within Tang San's heart.
Subsequently, due to the immense consumption of his stamina, Soul Power, and mental energy, as well as the humiliation he endured, Tang San completely lost consciousness.
Drip~
Without the Crane Catching Dragon technique guiding the tea, it quickly flowed from Tang San's palms onto the ground.
"Bai He, look." Lin Rong signaled Bai He with his eyes to look at the unconscious Tang San on the ground and said, "Words spoken, and deals made, are like spilled water, difficult to retrieve."
"While it's not an absolute truth that spilled water cannot be gathered, in many instances, it's indistinguishable from the truth."
"This is because most people who attempt to go back on their word are the weaker party in the transaction."
"To be stubborn without strength, will lead to this outcome!"
"So, are you ready to die?"
"If you are willing to meet your death with composure, I can offer you a dignified way to die."
These words sounded like a devil's whisper in Bai He's ears, instantly turning his face ashen. The fear of death made his legs go weak, and he collapsed onto the ground.
Although his inner pride roared at him not to be so cowardly.
The Sharp-tailed Swift, a Martial Soul devoid of combat power, destined Bai He to be unable to escape the inferiority ingrained in his bones.
Generational ancestral teachings had cultivated Bai He's arrogant disposition, but in the face of death, this arrogance was so fragile.
Suddenly, the devil's whisper repeating in his mind gave Bai He an epiphany, and he spoke as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "You said, if I willingly accept death, you will give me a dignified way to die."
"So, can I choose this method of death myself?"
This statement genuinely stumped Lin Rong. Bai He was actually willing to willingly seek death? It was somewhat beyond his expectations.
But soon, Lin Rong thought of something from Bai He's words, musing to himself, "This old geezer actually wants to play word games with me."
"He wants to choose his own dignified death, and after I agree, he'll choose to die of old age, right?"
"What a beautiful thought!"
"No way!" Thus, Lin Rong decisively refused, then changed the subject.
"However, I've suddenly come up with a better idea."
As he spoke, Lin Rong took out a snow-white medicinal herb from the Dragon Pattern Jade Bead.
After taking it out, Lin Rong lightly pinched its crystal snow-white branches and leaves, lowered his head, and gently sniffed the leaves at the top of the herb, which resembled a swan's neck.
This was the Snow Swan Kiss, one of the Immortal Grade Medicinal Herbs.
Lin Rong used his Soul Power to extract a drop of colorless, transparent essence from the leaves of the Snow Swan Kiss. He then said with a gentle smile, "Bai He, as long as you drink one drop of this herb's juice, I will pretend the matter of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng never happened, and I won't bring it up again in the future, how about it?"
This sudden shift in tone left Bai He bewildered and suspicious, and he took a few steps back in fear.
Seeing Bai He's pathetic performance, Lin Rong directly brought the extracted essence to Bai He's lips and said bluntly, "You can choose not to drink it. As a consequence, I will have Uncle Yu cripple your Soul Power, and you will lose your noble status as a Spirit Master, becoming an ordinary person from now on."
"Bai He, you'd better think carefully before you decide!"
Although Lin Rong knew that threatening the Agility Clan's lives would be more effective, much like threatening Dugu Bo with Dugu Yan.
He had no intention of letting the Agility Clan go from the start, and he also needed to establish a persona of being a man of his word in front of Dugu Bo, so he abandoned the idea of threatening Bai He with the Agility Clan.
In any case, for a Spirit Master, having their entire Soul Power cultivation crippled was also something no Spirit Master could accept.
Facing the choice between drinking a drop of herb juice with an unknown effect and having his Soul Power cultivation crippled, he believed Bai He would choose the former.
Time ticked by.
Half a minute later.
"Gulp~"
Bai He swallowed hard, closed his eyes, and downed the transparent herbal juice that was suspended before his mouth.
At this moment, Bai He's heart rate leaped to an unprecedented level. He had mentally prepared himself to withstand the immense pain he anticipated.
"Huh? I, I'm fine..."
Joy of survival appeared on Bai He's face, but it lasted less than half a second before every inch of his flesh and every bone in his body erupted with thousands of pains, both large and small.
After Bai He consumed the essence of the Snow Swan Kiss's juice, it spread throughout his body in an instant.
Those subtle viruses hidden within Bai He's body multiplied a thousandfold, nourished by the potency of the Snow Swan Kiss.
Originally, these viruses were few in number and low in toxicity.
But after being amplified a thousandfold, these viruses were enough to pose a threat to Bai He.
If it were just one or two viruses, Bai He could still clear them with his Soul Power.
But at this moment, the number of viruses erupting within Bai He's body was in the tens of millions.
This was all thanks to Bai He and Yang Wudi having been the best of friends.
Yang Wudi was obsessed with refining medicine and poisons, and each time he refined poison, he inevitably got residual toxins on himself.
As Bai He and Yang Wudi were close, and due to financial issues, he often visited Yang Wudi's residence to "borrow" some resources.
Thus, during his physical contact with Yang Wudi, Bai He had, to varying degrees, been exposed to all sorts of toxins.
Normally, these toxins were diluted countless times, and their quantity was not large, so they naturally had no effect on Bai He.
But once they came into contact with special Immortal Grade Medicinal Herbs like the Snow Swan Kiss, its medicinal properties would pose a fatal threat to Bai He, leaving no possibility of survival.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah..."
Screams of agony echoed through the banquet hall.
In just a few seconds.
Bai He's hair fell out, and patches of skin with various colors appeared on his every inch of skin.
Following this, Bai He's flesh rotted, and pus flowed.
Tens of millions of potent toxic gases dispersed from Bai He's body, making even Dugu Bo, a Titled Douluo whose title was related to poison, tremble with fear, let alone the others present.
Niu Gao quickly moved away from Bai He, and as Titan moved away from Bai He, he also pulled Lou Gao and Tang Yuehua away, so as not to be contaminated by even the slightest trace of toxic gas.
Tens of millions of toxic gases continuously corroded Bai He, and soon all of Bai He's flesh was corroded away, leaving only his riddled skeleton.
But the skeleton also quickly dissolved in the toxic gases, leaving not a single speck of residue.
"Old, Old Bai Niao..."
Titan and Niu Gao stood there, lost and dazed, murmuring to themselves.
They simply couldn't believe that a drop of herbal juice could turn a Soul Douluo into dust in mere seconds.
"What on earth was that!"
Dugu Bo stared intently at the crystal-white herb in Lin Rong's hand, his gaze filled with apprehension, and hidden within it was deep fear.
With his many years of expertise in the path of poison, Dugu Bo could be certain that the white herb had no toxicity.
Moreover, even if it did, it was impossible for a single herb to simultaneously possess tens of millions of different toxins.
Upon reflection, a chilling answer appeared in Dugu Bo's mind, an answer he dared not believe.
Dugu Bo almost instinctively wanted to make a move to destroy this herb that posed a fatal threat to him.
But the old butler's pressure was constantly locked onto him, and onto his granddaughter Dugu Yan in his arms, which made Dugu Bo dare not make any rash moves.
"Dugu Bo." At this moment, a calm voice sounded.
Lin Rong looked down at the Snow Swan Kiss in his hand and said in a light tone:
"I've heard that you are known as the 'Poison Sovereign Under Heaven'."
"So, would you like to drink a drop of this herb's juice as well?"
"Don't worry, this juice is not poisonous. If you don't believe me, I can drink a drop for you to see, or I can have Uncle Yu drink a drop for you to see."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo instantly tightened his grip on his granddaughter's hand, his heart in turmoil.
Having ventured in the martial world for many years, how could he not hear the threat and implied meaning in these words?
Submit and live, defy and die.
But Lin Rong's unfathomable anti-poison methods, the herb that could multiply toxicity a thousandfold, and a Titled Douluo whose strength was suspected to be above his own.
All of this made Dugu Bo unable to muster any thought of resistance, especially when he felt the cold sweat on his granddaughter's palms, which further diminished his courage to fight for his life.
Dugu Bo's inner struggle quickly concluded.
He put down his granddaughter, knelt on one knee on the ground to show his submission, and said amidst the astonished gazes of everyone:
"This old man is willing to pledge allegiance to Your Grace the Duke. I hope Your Grace will spare my granddaughter's life."
"Is that so?" Lin Rong looked up at Dugu Bo, who was kneeling on the ground, and asked:
"Then where is your sincerity?"
Lin Rong had anticipated Dugu Bo's question and replied:
"As a show of sincerity, I will ensure the Agility Clan completely disappears from this world. Not a single soul will be left alive."
"In that case, make it quick. I'll be waiting for your sincerity."
After hearing Lin Rong's words, Dugu Bo stood up, glanced at Dugu Yan, and then turned to disappear from the banquet hall.
Currently, although the members of the Agility Clan were all in Heaven Dou City, they were scattered throughout the city due to scout missions.
For Dugu Bo to fulfill his promise, it would take at least an hour or two.
While waiting, Lin Rong once again turned his gaze towards the Tang Sect members.
"Everyone, Bai He is dead. But the matter of your sect leader offending this Duke must also be settled!"
I didn't oversleep; I just changed the release time.
To reiterate, I did not oversleep; I simply adjusted the release schedule.
From now on, new chapters will be released every morning at ten o'clock.
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