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Chapter 23 The flower thief came to the door?
After a long while, Xu Qingyao’s small hands gradually stopped trembling and she began to seriously examine the injuries.
Xu Qingyao’s neck was flushed pink, and her small face was still very red with embarrassment.
Fu Huaian watched quietly, finding it amusing.
Qin Fengwu emerged after bathing, put on her outer robe, and curiously observed the two.
A quarter of an hour later.
“Hoo~”
Xu Qingyao exhaled a sweet, sticky breath, slowly opened her eyes, and upon seeing the scene before her, she tilted her head slightly.
“Sword Crown Fu, you don't need to change the medicine you applied to your chest. For your internal injuries, I'll prepare a concoction for you; drinking it will help you recover faster.”
Fu Huaian put on his robe and looked at Xu Qingyao with a gentle smile.
“Thank you, Saintess Xu.”
Xu Qingyao looked at the neatly dressed Fu Huaian, subtly breathed a sigh of relief, and began to prepare the medicine on the table.
As it was a healing medicine, Xu Qingyao's preparation was quite simple.
She poured several medicinal powders into a bowl, added water, and gradually the liquid in the bowl turned blue…
Fu Huaian eyed it, hesitant to drink at first.
Xu Qingyao picked up the bowl, shook it, and handed it to Fu Huaian.
Fu Huaian carefully took it, glanced at Xu Qingyao’s small face, and tried a small sip.
It was miserably bitter!
Seeing this, Qin Fengwu frowned slightly and asked Xu Qingyao softly:
“Can we add some sugar?”
Xu Qingyao nodded, took out a small jar of white sugar from her small pouch, and looked at Fu Huaian.
“Is three spoonfuls of sugar okay?”
Fu Huaian paused, then pondered for a moment.
“Two spoonfuls, I’m afraid three spoonfuls of sugar would make it nauseating…”
Xu Qingyao added two spoonfuls of sugar.
Fu Huaian drank it with relief; this blue liquid really didn't look like healing medicine, more like poison…
Just then, wisps of thin smoke drifted in through the window.
Fu Huaian was startled; this thin smoke was quite similar to the poison in his Dantian.
He felt a strange sensation in his heart—had the Flower Picking Thief come knocking?
Pei Qinghuan, in the next room, had a strange look in her eyes. Her figure flickered, and holding her breath, she quietly watched the white-robed man below from the rooftop.
Fu Huaian gestured to the two of them with his eyes, then immediately feigned poisoning and collapse!
Xu Qingyao was speechless, then let out an “Oh dear!” and collapsed onto the table.
Qin Fengwu thought for a moment, then collapsed into Fu Huaian’s arms!
The white-robed man outside the window had a calm expression and nodded with a smile.
“This love poison, combined with the sleeping smoke, works even better.”
The white-robed man was the handsome Young Master whom Xu Qingyao had encountered during the day. At that time, he had been so fixated on her that he had attached a wisp of a Gu worm's Aura to Xu Qingyao’s body.
As soon as night fell, he stealthily made his way over.
He entered the room through the window without making a single sound.
The white-robed man looked ahead, first gazing intensely at Xu Qingyao on the table.
His gaze shifted to Qin Fengwu, and his eyes lit up with delight.
Finally, he saw Fu Huaian’s handsome face, and a glint flashed in his eyes.
“What a handsome Young Master! It’s been a long time since I’ve played with such an outstandingly handsome man…”
Fu Huaian’s heart jolted, and he felt a certain area tighten. He couldn’t pretend any longer!
He flipped over, embracing Qin Fengwu, and launched a flying kick!
The white-robed man was utterly astonished. He had previously investigated and hadn't sensed that Fu Huaian possessed such high cultivation!
He never expected such an exaggerated Aura when he attacked now!
Boom!
The white-robed man was kicked out the window. Before he could get up, Pei Qinghuan kicked him back into the room.
Xu Qingyao looked at Fu Huaian with a smiling expression, finding it amusing to think that if he continued to feign unconsciousness, his backside would be in for a world of hurt.
The white-robed man, like a bounced ball, was utterly bewildered. He, a dignified first-rank Master, had no ability to resist whatsoever!?
Seeing him fly back in, Fu Huaian mustered all his strength and punched him in the Dantian!
The white-robed man’s face instantly turned purplish-blue, his Qi dispersed, and he completely lost the ability to move!
He slumped to the ground, doubled over and writhing in pain.
The white-robed man was terrified, realizing he had kicked an iron plate.
Pei Qinghuan entered the room through the window and glanced at the white-robed man on the floor.
“This should be that Flower Picking Thief. I didn’t expect we wouldn’t have to look for him tomorrow; he came to us instead!”
Xu Qingyao looked at him a few times, and anger welled up on her small face:
“This person even talked to me earlier today; he’s actually a Flower Picking Thief!”
Fu Huaian glanced at Xu Qingyao; she indeed had the potential to attract Flower Picking Thieves.
Pei Qinghuan took out the bottle containing the Gu worms and poured the liquid along with them directly onto the Flower Picking Thief’s body.
Red Gu worms slowly crawled and burrowed into the white-robed man’s mouth.
Qin Fengwu found it disgusting and quickly hid behind Fu Huaian, not daring to look anymore.
At this moment, Shen Jinyu also rushed over from the next room.
Fu Huaian waved his sleeve, sweeping all the poisonous smoke out the window.
If everyone gathered and got poisoned, tonight would be a lot more “fun”…
The white-robed man took a long time to recover. He sat up and scanned the room, his gaze lingering on Shen Jinyu, and his eyes suddenly glazed over.
Isn't this the beauty he inexplicably failed to poison some time ago?
Fu Huaian frowned and immediately gave him two slaps.
Pa! Pa!
“What are you looking at?”
The white-robed man quickly turned to look at Fu Huaian, his voice trembling as he begged for mercy:
“Young Master, please spare me. I am willing to pay any price.”
Fu Huaian remained expressionless and asked coldly:
“Are you the Flower Picking Thief the city has been searching for recently?”
The white-robed man didn't argue and nodded slightly.
Fu Huaian had already sentenced him to death in his heart, but the crucial question hadn't been asked yet, so he couldn't simply finish him off now.
Fu Huaian pointed to his beloved Master and said to the white-robed man before him:
“Judging by your gaze just now, you have an impression of her, right? Tell me where the poisonous smoke you used back then came from!”
The white-robed man was now entirely driven by the will to survive, fearing that the man before him would suddenly erupt and kill him. He dared not conceal anything and answered honestly.
“All the poisonous smoke was concocted by me using the toxins of Gu worms.”
Fu Huaian frowned, stared at him, and demanded:
“Think carefully, what was different about that particular poisonous smoke!”
Fu Huaian completely disbelieved that the love poison was concocted by him using Gu worms.
This was a toxin that even Medicine God Valley and his Master couldn't resolve!
Most importantly, Xu Yuqing had explicitly stated that it was one of the remnant souls of a certain Heavenly Demon!
Fu Huaian wanted to know where the Flower Picking Thief in front of him had obtained this remnant soul!
The white-robed man panicked, thought carefully for a moment, then looked up again and spoke:
“Young Master, when that particular poisonous smoke was being concocted, a wisp of black smoke spontaneously integrated into it, and afterward, I was unable to separate the black smoke no matter what I did.”
Pei Qinghuan's spirit was roused, knowing that they had hit upon the crucial point.
Fu Huaian quickly asked:
“Where did the black smoke come from?”
The white-robed man didn't understand why they were asking this and replied:
“From a desolate cliff around Shangyang Town in Nanzhou. At the time, I was catching Gu worms, and that wisp of black smoke floating in the air was quite peculiar, so I put it in a porcelain bottle and took it with me.”
Fu Huaian thought for a moment, then looked at Xu Qingyao.
“Saintess Xu, paper and pen.”
Xu Qingyao, though puzzled, immediately handed over paper and pen.
Fu Huaian handed them to the sitting white-robed man, placing the paper and pen in front of him.
“Using Shangyang Town in Nanzhou as the center, draw a detailed map of that desolate cliff’s location, and the place where you obtained the black smoke!”
Fu Huaian feared that verbal transmission might lead to errors, so he intended to have him draw a detailed map.
The white-robed man nodded slightly and spent two quarters of an hour drawing a detailed map.
Pei Qinghuan picked up the paper and looked at it, then placed her hand three inches above the white-robed man’s head. Spiritual Qi erupted, enveloping his skull in wisps.
“Were you lying just now? Is the map real?”
The white-robed man nodded slightly.
Fu Huaian breathed a sigh of relief.
Pei Qinghuan put away the map, and with a satisfied shake of her jade hand, Spiritual Qi surged, and the Flower Picking Thief died on the spot!
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