Stranger Danger

“Hahaha… You flatter me too much! Too much!”

The Joy Envoy was beside himself with joy when he heard Ye Qing’s compliment.

“You mentioned that this guy is wanted by the Sky Mending Palace? Can you explain?”

Ye Qing asked.

“Of course. His name is Wan Dusheng, the one they call the King of All Poisons in the jianghu. You might have heard about him, but he is a vicious, terrible villain who has committed every crime under the sun and more.”

The Joy Envoy answered, “Not long ago, the King of All Poisons killed some of our disciples. So, our head ordered us to hunt down this cur.”

“I see!” Ye Qing exclaimed in realization but asked another question, “In that case, why did you stop me from killing him? You want him dead, don’t you?”

The Joy Envoy answered without hesitation, “Because he’s worth more alive than dead, of course.”

“Regardless of my intentions, you took out this cur for us and took revenge for our dead disciples. I hereby offer you our sincerest thanks.”

“Oh right, may I have your name, brother?” The Joy Envoy asked.

“I am Ye Feng, a nobody. You wouldn’t have heard of me.” Ye Qing made up a random name.

“You must be joking, brother. With your strength, you cannot possibly be a nobody.” It didn’t take much thinking for the Joy Envoy to realize that Ye Qing had given him a fake name. There was no way a Great Grandmaster this young could possibly be a nobody. However, he had never heard of the name “Ye Feng” before. This could only mean that “Ye Feng” had lied to him.

Still, the Joy Envoy did not expose “Ye Feng”’s lie. They were strangers who ran into each other by chance. If “Ye Feng” did not wish to tell the truth, then so be it. Why should he press him?

“I see that you have just completed your breakthrough and are in need of solidifying your cultivation, Brother Ye. Since the King of All Poisons have been subjugated, I shan’t waste your time any longer.”

After conversing with Ye Qing for a little longer and receiving lukewarm and short responses from him, the Joy Envoy got the hint and bade him goodbye. “This is my token, Brother Ye. If you have time, do not hesitate to find me at the Sky Mending Palace. I promise to give you our greatest hospitality. Once again, thank you for your help.”

The Joy Envoy produced a token and gently sent it over to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing caught the token and smiled back. “I will certainly pay you a visit if I have the time.”

The Joy Envoy let out a laugh before saluting. “In that case, this is where we part ways. I hope to see you again, Brother Ye!”

“Me too.” Ye Qing returned the salute.

“Let’s go.”

The Joy Envoy whispered to his litter carriers, and the four men turned away from Ye Qing. As if crashing through the void, they disappeared in just the blink of an eye.

When they reappeared, the Joy Envoy and his litter carriers were dozens of kilometers away from their original location. However, the Joy Envoy was looking a little white, and the four litter carriers looked tired as well.

It was clear that the spatial teleportation had cost them quite a bit of strength.

One of the litter carriers could not help but ask, “Honored envoy, why on earth did you use the Void Walking Spell when we could’ve just… walked away?”

The Void Walking Spell was an escape spell that allowed the practitioner to escape through the void. It was, in fact, the Joy Envoy’s life-saving trump card. However, the Joy Envoy had suddenly used the Void Walking Spell even though there was no danger. It was no wonder he and the rest of the litter carriers were confused.

“You don’t understand. A virtuous man does not stand next to a wall about to collapse, and that guy feels dangerous as fuck.” The Joy Envoy wiped away the sweat on his forehead and heaved out an audible sigh of relief.

“Dangerous? Are you no match for that man, honored envoy?” The litter carrier exclaimed in surprise.

“Screw you! Of course I’m more than a match for that guy!”

The Joy Envoy threw a tantrum. “Even if I wasn’t, I could’ve escaped from him as easily as snapping my fingers, you understand? But what about you guys? You’re so weak. If we fought, you would’ve been killed before you could even think of escaping. I used the spell to save your lives, understand?”

Yep, that is definitely not the case. You’re just scared of that man! The litter carrier complained inside his head.

The Joy Envoy was astoundingly talented, amiable, and careful. His one and only weakness was that he was as timid as a mouse. It wasn’t an exaggeration. Despite his extraordinary strength, he was scared of everything. For example, he rarely left the sect because he was worried that someone might kill him as soon as he set one foot out of the door. On the few occasions he did, he avoided all conflicts like his life depended on it, and he would rather run away or hide like a coward than fight unless he had no other option.

Frankly, if the head hadn’t personally appointed the Joy Envoy to hunt down the King of All Poisons, the guy would be pretending to be a corpse on his bed right now.

It was one thing if the Joy Envoy was just timid, but for whatever reason, he was also quite prideful. He refused to admit that he was scared, and he always must have the final say—unless his life was on the line, of course.

The four litter carriers knew very well what kind of master they served, so without even needing to exchange glances with each other, they saluted the Joy Envoy and said, “Thank you, honored envoy.”

The Joy Envoy nodded in satisfaction before urging, “Alright, job’s done. Let’s head back to the sect as soon as possible!”

There was one thing the Joy Envoy did not tell his subordinates, and that was the fact that the King of All Poisons was, in fact, still alive. “Ye Feng” had only knocked him out. It was clear that he had no intentions of surrendering the King of All Poisons to him either.

Whatever the reason “Ye Feng” was keeping the King of All Poisons alive, the Joy Envoy was worried that he would try to silence him. That was why he was in such a hurry to leave.

There was no need to tell his four litter carriers about this though. If they knew that the King of All Poisons was still alive, they would surely complain to no end and even urge him to fight that man, the fools.

He still had so much to live for. He had negative value intentions to get involved in this mess.

King of All Poisons? Who the fuck is that? He’s dead, isn’t he?

It wasn’t like “Ye Feng” was a soft-hearted man. The Joy Envoy had a feeling that the King of All Poisons would suffer a fate worse than death in his hands. Whatever happened to the bastard, he did not think he would be able to commit evil anymore, so he might as well be dead.

Yep, this is the end of this matter. He’s happy, I’m happy, everyone’s happy! What’s not to like?

……

“Interesting!”

Ye Qing shook his head smilingly as he stared at the empty spot where the Joy Envoy had just teleported away in a hurry.

For someone as strong as the Joy Envoy, he was surprisingly timid. It might seem like their conversation was an amiable one, and the Joy Envoy had not acted anything but generous from the start until the end, but on the inside, he was really a bubbling pot of fear and cautiousness threatening to spill at any moment. He had no idea how he managed to become the Joy Envoy considering his personality.

Ye Qing did not spend too much time thinking about the man though. With one stomp of his foot, he pushed the King of All Poisons he buried underground a while ago back to the surface.

Snap!

Ye Qing snapped his finger, and a ripple of demonic thought caused the unconscious King of All Poisons to open his eyes slowly.

“Greetings, young master!”

The King of All Poisons got up and saluted Ye Qing politely.

“Mm. From now on, you are no longer the King of All Poisons, understand?” Ye Qing said.

“As you command, young master.” The King of All Poisons asked, “What will be my name?”

“Your original name was pretty good. I will call you Wan Dusheng,” Ye Qing answered.

“Thank you, young master.” The King of All Poisons—now Wan Dusheng—replied.

“Alright, let’s leave.” Ye Qing nodded and began walking away. Wan Dusheng hurriedly fell in behind him.

About an hour later, Ye Qing arrived at a valley overflowing with miasma. It was overgrown with some sort of purple flower. The faint mist permeating the air was purple as well. It was sweet-scented, beautiful, and dreamlike.

“Careful, young master. That’s the Purple King Yan.”

Wan Dusheng’s face grew a little serious when he saw the flowers.

“Don’t worry.”

The Purple King Yan was the purple flower. In this world, it was an absolute, eternal truth that the prettier something was, the deadlier it was.

The Purple King Yan was one such example.

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