Chapter 37: A Man of No Honor

Chapter 37: A Man of No Honor

Who was this man, and where did he come from? Even the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain didn't know.

However, his martial arts were so high that even when the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain was not severely injured in the past, he admitted he was no match.

After a bout of fighting, he had expected to die with closed eyes, but unexpectedly, not only did he not die, but he also received an opportunity.

An opportunity to expel the sword qi within their bodies.

"An opportunity? You believe him just because he says so?"

Su Mo couldn't help but interject at this point.

"Hmph, even if you're ignorant, you should have heard of the Poison Dragon Pill, right?"

The Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain sneered.

"Poison Dragon Pill?"

At these three words, everyone present turned pale.

Yang Xiaoyun frowned tightly. "It's the Poison Dragon Pill, the healing elixir created by the unparalleled Poison Dragon Master using over a hundred highly toxic substances, said to be able to cure any injury in the world."

"Hmph, it is indeed this pill!"

Hearing this, everyone understood why the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain, who had hidden away for ten years to heal, ventured out into the world this time.

If it were the Poison Dragon Pill, it could not only heal the Ghost Lord's internal injuries but might even help him advance further...

For the Poison Dragon Master was truly an extraordinary figure.

His medical and poison skills were unparalleled. His poison could seep into the night like a breeze, silently killing hundreds in an instant.

Some say that if he wanted to, he could easily take the lives of an entire city in one night.

But what truly made people talk was his medical skills.

Though his poison skills were terrifying, he wasn't vicious. Instead, he enjoyed giving free medical aid, often traveling around to treat the common folk.

And if a martial artist was injured and encountered him, he would never turn them away, without any rules about whom he would or wouldn't treat.

He always saved those he could, which is why despite his horrifying poison skills, he was considered a righteous figure in the martial world.

Unfortunately, he later disappeared for unknown reasons.

There were many rumors in the martial world. Some said he retired and no longer cared about worldly affairs.

Others said he had been betrayed after saving the wrong person.

Even more fancifully, some claimed he discovered the secret to immortality through medicine and poison, thus retreating deep into the mountains to seek enlightenment.

Regardless, there was no denying his ability to bring the dead back to life and mend broken bones.

Thus, his remaining pills were highly sought after in the martial world.

Among them, the "Three Poison Pills" were the most prized, and the Poison Dragon Pill was one of them.

It was truly priceless and hard to come by.

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Continuing his story, the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain recounted that day.

That man merely showed the Poison Dragon Pill, whether it was real or not was still uncertain. He told them that if they wanted the Poison Dragon Pill to save their lives, they should gather at the Mysterious Valley on Fenhui Mountain on the fifth day of the sixth month.

Without waiting for the Ghost Lord's response, he left.

After much deliberation, the Ghost Lord decided to take the risk, but he never expected that on the fifth day of the sixth month, the Mysterious Valley on Fenhui Mountain would be filled with evil beings!

"Who knows who that man really is, gathering all these vicious and malevolent figures of the dark path."

"Flesh Monk, Heart Devourer Taoist, Lord Yangzhong... Any one of them is a formidable presence in the Eastern Wasteland. If news of their whereabouts leaked, they would be hunted down by the righteous, who would stop at nothing to eliminate them.

"That man must have grand plans to gather such a group of demons and devils, though he didn't explicitly state what it was. He only said they would undertake a great task that required everyone's cooperation. Once accomplished, they would no longer live in fear under the shadow of the righteous.

"Heh... We didn't believe him. If it weren't for the Poison Dragon Pill, who would bother with this scoundrel?"

The Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain sneered. "Afterward, he assigned tasks to each person. My task... you already know. He promised me the Poison Dragon Pill if I captured the child from the Falling Star Gate. But unexpectedly, you two youngsters interfered, ruining my plan... Truly, fate is cruel!"

With these words, the story came to an end.

Yet, the information revealed was substantial.

Su Mo glanced at Cheng Feiyu. "Brother Cheng, do you have any more questions?"

"...No, none."

Cheng Feiyu shook his head, but his mind kept replaying those names.

Flesh Monk, Heart Devourer Taoist, Lord Yangzhong...

Each one was a notorious villain with countless blood debts. Who could be so powerful as to gather them all together?

What was the grand plan they were plotting?

As he was thinking this, the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain said, "Young man, I have told you the truth. I hope you will keep your word and not break your promise, disgracing our corpses."

"Of course."

Su Mo nodded.

"There is one more thing..."

The Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain glanced at the three corpses beside him, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes: "My brothers and I were together in life and should be together in death. If you are willing, you can bury all of us together. If not, place us in the same coffin so that on the path to the underworld, we can journey together rather than alone and lonely."

"That's even easier."

There are coffins right here in Yi Zhaung, making it very convenient.

"Hahaha, good!"

The Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain laughed heartily. "Let's do it!"

Without hesitation, Su Mo struck the top of his head with a palm, his inner strength surging forth, shattering his skull instantly. The Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain's head tilted to the side, lifeless.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyun sighed softly, "The Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain was not a righteous person, with countless blood debts on his hands. However, the brotherhood they shared is truly precious."

Hearing this, Su Mo suddenly looked at Yang Xiaoyun, nodding thoughtfully.

Then he went into the back courtyard and found an empty coffin, placing the four corpses of the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain inside.

By now, the rain outside had long since stopped.

Carrying the coffin with one hand, Su Mo brought it to the courtyard, took a piece of charcoal, threw it onto the coffin, and with a gust of wind from his palm, flames rose up fiercely.

"This..."

Lou Jingjing was taken aback, wanting to say something but was held back by Cheng Feiyu.

She instinctively lowered her head, "He clearly said he wouldn't disgrace the corpses..."

But seeing that Yang Xiaoyun did not speak up, she thought for a moment and closed her mouth.

At that moment, a scream suddenly came from the raging flames:

"You broke your promise, burning our bodies!!!"