Poison God's Heritage

Chapter 146: Oscar Worthy

"Break for me!" I shouted then threw even more talismans that covered a massive portion of the barrier from my side.

Even more cracks appeared on the barrier and the disciples of the Three Legged Raven Sect were stunned at the ’damage’ I was doing.

Finally, with the last few talismans in my hand thrown, "Everyone Back off!" I called and then threw the talismans in the air.

’Y, ready up, I’m going all in.’

Once the talismans had fully covered the massive palace, "Break For Me!" I chanted and the whole barrier shone bright as cracks spread from one talisman to the other creating an intricate spider net.

Now, here, a few things happened that would make even the greatest illusionist in the world stunned.

The moment the barrier was lit with the talismans, a blinding light shone and a sound similar to glass shattering sounded all over the place.

Then, a divine, magnificently powerful, soul wrenching, life rending and fate destroying divine sense spread all over the Three Legged Raven Sect, not just here, but everywhere. It was so powerful that everyone felt that they were no more than mere ants being crushed by a titan.

It only lasted for a few seconds, but in those seconds, everyone in the Three-Legged Raven Sect was shaking in fear, terrified for their life, while many fell unconscious.

Then moments later, the divine sense disappeared, and all that was left was an empty area where the Purple Cloud Palace used to be. Not even the corpses or the disciples were there, even the massive palace had dissipated.

I on the other hand fell forward after purposefully bursting a few veins on my body to make it look like my eye, nose ears and mouth were bleeding excessively.

Soon, a great commotion happened and several disciples came to me. I wasn’t the only one who ’suffered’ through this ordeal, so suspicion of me actually being the preparator of this issue was not fully focused on me, but what just happened was not a simple thing, it was a cause for a great deal of worry to the Three-Legged Raven Sect, and they needed a scapegoat or someone to put the blame on me.

Still, I was ready for them, the first thing I did was disable the Sky Pearl’s defensive inscriptions.

A disciple grabbed me, but the moment his hand landed on me, Feng, the kid that brought me here grabbed his hand.

"What’s the meaning of this Senior Brother Feng! Are you protecting this traitor!" the disciple said.

"No, first of all, he has the Bone and Body Grinding Poison," Feng said.

And that immediately caused everyone to back away from me.

"Secondly," he said as he used his divine sense on my body.

"His veins are ruptured, and I don’t even feel his meridians. He just turned to a cripple... I suppose this was some sort of mechanism of the Purple Cloud Sect. They probably wanted to use this divine sense attack to kill off an elder if he tried to attack personally. This is a big cause of worry do you know why?" Feng said.

The disciple shook his head and said, "No, please explain to me."

"It seems that the sect was using us as bait, they probably knew that the Purple Cloud Sect had something up their sleeves and since they didn’t send in any elders, the Purple Cloud Sect didn’t act. But when brother Xiao Meng managed to destroy their barrier, they had no choice but to use that sudden Divine Sense attack and escape in the commotion. Though I regret saying this, this person is actually a hero. If he was a Nascent Soul Cultivator I’m sure he wouldn’t have suffered this much. We’ll leave the decision-making for the elders of the sect. For now, just wait until the upper elders come."

As much as I enjoyed their out-of-context spiraling telling of the story, in a sense, it was actually damn convincing. Hell, I only wanted to remove the blame on me, and somehow I ended up being a hero, I’ll take that.

As I continued feigning unconsciousness, a few more elders arrived at the scene, some were angry, some were infuriated, and some were outright afraid.

"This is a calamity, what sort of existence was that. How was it so powerful to render everyone unconscious and take the whole palace without anyone even noticing? Tell me exactly what happened!" one of the elders said, and the disciples began recounting.

Soon, after the elders got the gist of things, I was the only one left. They approached me and among them, an elder pulled a healing pill.

But was immediately stopped by elder Zhong Chuzi who just arrived "Don’t, he has the Bone and Body Grinding poison, that will kill him, he already lost his cultivation, that will only make him worse.

"I don’t care, this will still wake him up," the elder said.

Well, that sucks.

Immediately, the elder placed the pill on my mouth and began circulating his Qi within me to help dissolve the pill.

Though I didn’t have any ’natural’ meridians that could absorb his Qi, the Bone and Body Grinding Poison in me felt the intrusion of the Healing Pill and began wreaking havoc inside my body.

At first, I was faking being a foot into the grave, but with this pill, I’ll really die. So.

I opened my eye and shouted as hard as I could in pain as blood sprayed out from my mouth, and that shout was a hundred percent how painful I felt the moment I ate up the healing pill.

Coughing and jerking, I was barely able to take a single breath.

"Calm down!" came the words of elder Zhong Chuzi as he infused me with more Qi. As if that would help.

Still, I slowly coated the Pill inside me with poison and assaulted it, to suppress its effects, this allowed me to take a few breaths.

"It’s working, good, Xiao Meng, tell me what happened." The Zhong Chuzi asked.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, then looked at where the Purple Cloud Palace was, and said, "What the hell? Where’s the palace, I’m sure I destroyed the barrier... and that divine sense!" I said the gripped my head in began shouting for my lung’s worth.

I would have won an Oscar there because the moment everyone saw the terrified look on my face, and how I was losing my sanity, they shook their head, in pity.

"Damn it. DAMN IT!" one of the elders shouted in utter discontent.

"How are we going to explain this to the young prince?" elder Zhong Chuzi said.

"Master, since he lost his cultivation, wouldn’t it be okay to take back that thing you gave him, it’s no longer useful to him," Chuzi’s disciple spoke out of turn and clearly on the wrong subject at the wrong time.

The elder frowned, thankfully that idiot spoke up loudly.

"You fool! Are you that stupid? This disciple gave his cultivation for the sect, and you want to take away something I personally gave to him?!"

"Eh, no I just..."

"You just what? You think we’re ungrateful rats that take back our word! Go back to the mountain and reflect on your words. Xiao Meng, don’t worry, you did a great contribution to the sect, though we couldn’t capture the rebels, you did your job and destroyed the barrier. Though you can’t cultivate anymore, the sect will hence make sure you live the rest of your life as a king. Disciples, take Xiao Meng out of the sect, make sure he is well lodged, has servants, and enough financial support for a long extravagant life as a mortal. As for the rest of you, disciples, you’ll be working ten times as hard. We’ll need to track the Purple Cloud Sect again, damn it, this is going to cost us! Everyone dismissed."

Well, I’ll be damned, this couldn’t have gone better even if it was scripted.