Poison God's Heritage-Novel

Chapter 584 Slave

Suddenly one of the cultivators was coming from up ahead, he then soon stopped in front of us blocking the way, a shrewd smile on his face, "Fellow cultivators, why not stay for a bit, you seem in an awful hurry to leave," he said. This chapter is updated by novelenglish.net . ꜰirᴇ - ɴovᴇlbin

This man was wearing a set of red robes and was hunched over, his face was uglier than mine when I was dipped into the Bone and Body Grinding poison.

Obviously, he was a poison cultivator from all the paleness on his body and the dark fingernails indicating he handles poisons on the daily.

"If you know we're in a hurry then you better step aside," said Fu Shen.

"Ah it would be a bit of a shame to let you guys go this fast," another cultivator spoke as he appeared behind us. Then soon two more came after.

"I guess I really should have killed that bastard," Fu Shen said sighing.

"It doesn't matter anymore, I guess these guys think we have some sort of treasure," I said.

"Don't act smart, child, we know you have a treasure on you, that power to break open a rift isn't something anyone can do, the energy from it is bound to be that of a treasure," the hunchback said.

"I suppose you can get rid of them," I said.

"I can," Fu Shen replied, but its slightly risky, he added.

"You lot think highly of yourselves, brothers, how about we clean up this mess and then we can figure out what to do with the treasure on them?" the hunchback said.

The three other cultivators tacitly agreed as they approached us.

Old man Fu Shen sighed and then pulled out a rusted old sword, "This is going to bring a lot of unwanted attention…" he said.

"Well we can deal with that later," I said as I began channeling my Qi.

"HAH!" one of the cultivators laughed as he looked at me gathering my qi, "A little Emperor cultivator is trying to fight with us who are at the Void Stage! How cute!" he said as he charged at me with a?spear in hand.

"Lay off! I want this child!" he said as he rushed me only for me to blow a gout of green smoke into his face.

The cultivator twirled his spear to try and blow away the smoke, but it was too thick to be blown away, especially when I snapped my jaws together, the snap sounded like the booming of thunder as it created a spark that ignited the smoke.

The smoke instantly flared up in the face of the cultivator who backed away after being singed a bit.

"HAHAH! Look at you, actually suffering at the hands of an Emperor cultivator, I'd be too ashamed to show myself," one of the companions laughed at him, while the hunchback man frowned as his gaze was focused on me.

"You know the art of poison well, come under me, I'll teach you many things," he said.

I looked at the man and said, "I wouldn't trust your teachings, after all you look far worse than I, and I believe I have far greater knowledge of the Dao of Poison than you do," I replied.

"Child who's still wet behind the ears dares! Then let me show you the true art of poison!" he said as he slapped the side of his bag and pulled a black pill that seemed to barely hold any Qi inside it.

He consumed the pill and then blew out a smokescreen that had five colors inside it.

"Have a taste of the forbidden Poisons! Multi Colored Death Cloud!" he said.

Yet…

The moment the cloud came in contact with me, it felt as if I was being blanketed by a cozy blanket while it was raining outside.

The poisons came in contact with me and I felt as if they begged me to become a part of myself.

And so I obliged. I opened my mouth wide and consumed the five colored poisons.

A couple of these were poisons I knew, but the others were something new to me.

My body began shuddering as the old hunchback laughed. "That's what you get for disrespecting the Multi Colored Death Cloud!"

I then burped a puff of colored poison as I replied to him, "You really couldn't think of any other name for that?" I said as I walked forward, "This poison, pretty good stuff, you got anything else?" I asked.

"Are you going to toy with them some more?" Fu Shen asked.

Just as I turned to look at him, three of the five people already lost their lives to the rusty sword in his hand. And he, like any self-respecting cultivator actually grabbed their holding bags.

"Just a little bit," I replied to him, we need one alive after all," I said.

"Why do we need one alive?" asked Shen Fu as he immediately appeared behind the spear wielder and sliced him in half while at the same time ripping out his soul and placing it in his own personal holding bag.

The old hunch back realized that they were fighting someone far above their league it was absurd that they even thought of stealing from them. After thousands of years of cultivation, one easily knows when they're in deep shit, and right now the hunchback realized it all too late.

He had three options, Escape, which was not the worst idea, but seeing the speed the old man moved with, unless he burnt every ounce of his blood essence he won't be able to get away from him, and if he did so, he'll just perish and lose all his cultivation base anyway.

Second was to fight back and that idea was crossed off his mind the moment it came to exist. That's utterly absurd to even think of defeating such a monster.

And lastly, he thought and thought and came to a good solution.

As the child said, they needed one alive and he was the last one, perhaps if he appeases them he may get away with his skin intact.

"Please! Great lords! Please let me live! I'll cooperate!" the old man begged on his knees and his head on the ground.

I approached and replied to Fu Shen's earlier question, "The reason we need one alive is because we have no idea where we are currently, who's territory is this, and where I can get a good shower. This guy seems to know a bit of this area, and I'm sure they'll be very helpful, won't you," I said as I placed my hand on the shoulder of the hunchback.

"Y-yes! I'll be your slave for a hundred years! Just please spare my measly life!" he said.

"Good, now speak up, where are we?" I asked.