No one could have predicted that this seemingly ordinary Hu Chai would be a descendant of the ancient medical sect, Han Shang!
The Han Shang Sect, a ancient medical school that had plotted against the Qi Huang Sect, almost leading to its annihilation!
Old Jin's great-grandfather had died at the hands of someone from the Han Shang Sect!
Upon hearing Hu Chai's identity, Old Jin instinctively clenched his fists, a flicker of hatred in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
Before meeting Yan Shouyi, Old Jin had lived in obscurity, fearing discovery as a descendant of the Qi Huang Sect. He worried in his sleep about members of the Han Shang Sect finding him and stealing the profound knowledge of the Qi Huang Sect.
This life only improved after meeting Yan Shouyi and receiving his protection.
Now, encountering someone from the Han Shang Sect here, Old Jin's emotions were complex.
Yan Shouyi desperately wanted to turn and warn Old Jin not to reveal any weakness, but doing so now would draw Hu Chai's attention. Thus, he chose to trust Old Jin, believing he could control himself.
His current concern was how to save the lives of these disciples from Maoshan.
Yan Shouyi felt a pang of regret. A brilliant move had been disrupted by Hu Chai's identity, and he felt like he had shot himself in the foot.
Should he forcefully refuse Hu Chai?
That would undoubtedly arouse Hu Chai's suspicion. If they truly fell out, Yan Shouyi and his group would be capable of defending themselves, but these Maoshan disciples might not fare as well.
At present, Yan Shouyi needed to venture deeper into the territory of the Wu Shen Shan faction and could not afford to openly antagonize Hu Chai.
But if he directly administered the poison to the Maoshan disciples, Yan Shouyi would become an accomplice. If word of this reached Maoshan, their high-ranking members might lose their composure and declare the Folk Research Association as an enemy!
Damn it, he was in a dilemma!
Yan Shouyi hesitated, unsure of what to do.
At this moment, the voice of the dog-like Taoist priest sounded in Yan Shouyi's ear: "Shouyi, we must consider the bigger picture."
Yan Shouyi turned to look at the dog-like Taoist priest. He must have used some sort of ability to communicate with him privately.
The dog-like Taoist priest was an experienced veteran. His stance was clear: they needed to ensure their own safety first before thinking about how to rescue others.
"These seven Maoshan disciples, we are powerless to help."
Yan Shouyi gritted his teeth. He still did not want to be an accomplice to Hu Chai.
"Hurry up, President Yan!" Hu Chai pushed the poison in front of Yan Shouyi, looking at him excitedly, "I've given you the opportunity, now I'll watch closely!"
So annoying!
Yan Shouyi suppressed his urge to kill Hu Chai and calmly asked Hu Chai:
"What kind of poison is this? Are you sure it can kill people?"
Hu Chai replied with a smile, "President Yan, you haven't heard of our Han Shang Sect? Our Han Shang Sect are masters of poison! Seventy years ago, we poisoned the ancient physicians of the Qi Huang Sect. These ancient physicians, who prided themselves on their medical skills, didn't detect it at all and were all poisoned to death by us!"
Hu Chai's words were tantamount to reopening Old Jin's wounds, but Old Jin could only endure it for now.
Yan Shouyi shook his head, "I don't know much about ancient medicine. I just want to confirm the efficacy of this poison, whether it can torment and kill these disciples from the renowned sects!"
Hu Chai picked up the small porcelain bottle and poured out a black pill. He held it between his thumb and index finger, raising it as if admiring a work of art.
"This is the Seven-Day Gall-Breaking Pill. Seven days after ingestion, the poison will activate, directly causing the gallbladder to rupture and disrupting their heart rate. They will ultimately die of a heart attack in extreme fear! Before they die, they will experience unparalleled terror, so their expressions will be contorted and horrifying when they die! Heh heh, President Yan, what do you think of my poison?"
Yan Shouyi nodded slightly, "Excellent."
He seized the opportunity to glance at Old Jin. Old Jin seemed to know what Yan Shouyi wanted to ask and subtly nodded.
Yan Shouyi's heart rejoiced.
Old Jin's nod meant that this poison could be countered!
Since the poison could be cured, there was nothing more to worry about. He would have the seven Maoshan disciples take the poison first, and then Yan Shouyi would find a way to escape. Afterward, as long as he provided the antidote to Maoshan, the problem would be easily solved.
Yan Shouyi breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, I didn't give up.
The dog-like Taoist priest also relaxed his brow.
"Leader Hu, please watch carefully!"
Yan Shouyi grabbed the porcelain bottle and walked up to one of the Maoshan disciples.
He grabbed the disciple's hair, slapped him twice, and then said coldly:
"Do you know who I am?"
The disciple who was slapped, enduring the pain, opened his eyes and was shocked to see Yan Shouyi.
"I-is it you..."
Yan Shouyi laughed heartily and took the opportunity to stuff the poison into the disciple's mouth: "That's right, it's me, the God of Slaughter, Yan Shouyi!"
After swallowing the poison, the disciple's eyes were filled with anger: "Yan Shouyi, our senior brothers often praised you, but I never expected you to be this kind of person!"
"The senior brother you're referring to, is it Han the Lapdog? Heh, that waste who only thinks with his lower body, dares to be friends with me, Yan Shouyi?" Yan Shouyi sneered, "When I went on a killing spree in Rongcheng, you should have known what kind of person I am!"
"You scoundrel... May you die a horrible death!!!" the Maoshan disciple roared in defiance.
Yan Shouyi kicked him again: "It's not your place to say whether I die or not! This world will belong to us, the folk sects, sooner or later. Then, disciples of the renowned sects will only be fit to wash our feet. We will occupy your temples, smash your statues, and sleep with the women you love, while you can only watch helplessly, hahahaha!"
The kicked Maoshan disciple was burning with rage, wishing he could tear Yan Shouyi to shreds.
"Good!"
Hu Chai, as if watching a thrilling play, couldn't help but applaud.
He bowed in admiration: "President Yan is truly extraordinary. I, Hu Chai, am impressed!"
Yan Shouyi snorted coldly and proceeded to force the poison into the remaining disciples.
Ignoring their curses, he sneered, "I'm in a good mood today, so I've decided to let you go. When you return to Maoshan, remember to spread the word of my deeds – Yan Shouyi! I've left Rongcheng, so what? If anyone from the renowned sects dares to find me, I'll kill one who comes, and a pair who come!"
This is how arrogant I am!
Hu Chai nodded and whispered to Long Feicheng and the others, "President Yan is truly skilled at psychological warfare. By not revealing the effects of the Seven-Day Gall-Breaking Pill, he wanted to give them hope, only to plunge them into despair! I've learned something new!"
Long Feicheng and the others forced a smile. They didn't want to be involved with this lunatic anymore, fearing that Hu Chai might poison them too.
After Yan Shouyi had sufficiently humiliated the Maoshan disciples, he ordered Xu Shengnan to remove their shackles.
Xu Shengnan glanced at Hu Chai and then complied.
Once all the shackles were removed, Yan Shouyi was surprised that these disciples still refused to leave. His expression darkened as he questioned them:
"Why are you still standing here like idiots? Don't you want to live? If you don't want to live, stay. Leader Hu has plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead but couldn't be!"
These words carried a clear warning. Yan Shouyi hoped these stubborn Taoist priests would understand his well-intentioned efforts.
However, the words of one disciple almost made Yan Shouyi lose his composure.
"Senior Brother Han San is still in your hands. If we go, we go together. If you kill, kill us all!!!"