The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#425 - The cruelest person

Lu Jing and Lü Ping, two Supreme Sovereigns, joined forces in a two-man-protect-one strategy, managing to shield the stubborn Bronze-ranked Shuhua from the relentless rain of arrows. Subsequently, a blur passed before their eyes, and they found themselves back in the peach blossom forest. After waiting for a while, the pursuers behind them didn't catch up.

According to Lü Ping, this peach blossom forest was actually a maze. Ordinary people, once trapped within, could easily become lost forever.

However, this didn't pose a challenge for Lü Ping. The successive lords of逍遥 Mountain Manor, in addition to their outstanding martial skills, were also learned individuals. Lü Ping, as the next manor lord, had inherited this trait well. He had previously used his knowledge of the Book of Changes to break through this maze once already, so doing it again was naturally a familiar task.

In fact, the subsequent paintings didn't cause the three of them too much trouble. The strongest in terms of combat power was nothing more than the resentful infant that Lu Jing had already violently beaten.

So, even though the people and things in those paintings tried their best, they still couldn't stop the three from advancing.

In the end, the three of them fought their way to that blank scroll.

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As soon as they entered that painting, Shuhua, who had previously been wearing a bewildered expression, instantly changed. His eyes stared intently at a certain spot, and then he started walking towards it.

Seeing this, Lu Jing and Lü Ping immediately followed.

After arriving here, Lu Jing understood the feeling that Lü Ping had described earlier.

Indeed, this place was too empty. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing, and even the ground beneath their feet was completely blank. The lack of basic reference points made it easy to completely lose one's sense of direction, making it impossible to distinguish between east, south, west, and north.

However, this didn't deter Shuhua. He strode forward without any hesitation.

After walking about twenty steps, he took off the small shovel from his waist and began to dig vigorously.

In Lu Jing and Lü Ping's eyes, his current appearance was somewhat comical, as he was clearly swinging the shovel at empty air. However, as the shovel in his hand fell, the blank world they were in began to shake, and then a crack appeared.

Shuhua's face lit up with joy when he saw the crack, and he eagerly reached his hand inside.

After groping for a while, he took out a scroll from within. He opened the scroll and took a look, only to see that the person in the painting was none other than himself.

After seeing the painting, Shuhua laughed wildly, shouting excitedly, "I succeeded, I succeeded!"

After shouting these words, he quickly took out a pill from his pocket and put it into his mouth without hesitation.

Lü Ping and Lu Jing were still curious about what he had eaten.

In the next moment, Shuhua's face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and blood gushed out of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears as if it were free…

Before Lu Jing and Lü Ping could step forward, Shuhua kicked his legs and died instantly.

The speed of his death was even faster than the French surrender.

Looking at the motionless Shuhua on the ground, Lü Ping couldn't help but say in astonishment, "He… he ate the wrong medicine because he was too excited?"

Lu Jing initially thought so too, but then he seemed to have thought of something, and his gaze towards Shuhua became complicated.

However, before he could say anything, Shuhua's body suddenly moved again. However, this wasn't because Shuhua had suddenly come back to life, but because his body was being sucked into the painting.

After a while, Shuhua walked out of the scroll again, actually truly resurrected!

However, this Shuhua was no longer the Shuhua that Lu Jing and Lü Ping had been escorting. His temperament was more refined and detached, but there was a hint of ferocity hidden between his eyebrows, just like the Shuhua in the main hall.

"Now, even a master like you who has practiced hard for decades can't do anything to me. There aren't many such good things in this world where you can reach the sky in one step. What else am I not satisfied with?"

"Uh, I haven't practiced for that long," Lu Jing said honestly.

Shuhua snorted coldly, but the look in his eyes showed that he didn't believe it at all. What a joke, Shuhua had previously personally experienced Lu Jing's internal strength with his own chest, and knew that the other party was definitely a first-class master. In addition, Lu Jing had obviously also worked hard on horizontal training, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to withstand that wave of arrows in the main hall. How could such strength not have been achieved through long-term hard work.

Lu Jing didn't explain, but just looked into Shuhua's eyes and said solemnly, "I have one last question."

"What question?"

"You shouldn't have been able to find the method to refine yourself into a strange object, so was it someone called Mr. Ji who told you?" Lu Jing said, word by word.

"You actually know Mr. Ji?" Shuhua raised his eyebrows, seeming somewhat surprised, but then he closed his mouth and said with a sneer.

"I think you should worry more about yourselves, especially your companion. It won't be long before he becomes my painting puppet. Hehe, maybe I can even use his body to play around in your Si Tian Jian."