I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Chapter 357: Chapter 237: Pawns Are Everywhere

”As for how to divide these three Immortal Treasures, let’s have the Palace Master decide!” Zhong Zhe naturally knew what Leng Jing was thinking.

But he chose to toss this problem to Su Qingyu.

In fact, when Su Qingyu assigned this mission, she had already approved of cooperating with Leng Jing and Zeng Xiuyuan.

If they had worked together normally to take down Yuchi Jue, then the spoils could naturally have been divided based on contribution.

But the problem now was that Zeng Xiuyuan had been a traitor, making his contribution a net negative.

Although Leng Jing had made a move, he hadn’t actually put in much effort. When he saw that Yuchi Jue seemed to have recovered from most of his injuries, he didn’t even have the heart to risk a fight and simply chose to run.

In short, his contribution, at most, was joining forces with Zhong Zhe to hold up Yuchi Jue for a moment.

This allowed Zou Feng to avoid being attacked from two sides, letting him calmly deal with the traitor, Zeng Xiuyuan, first.

To demand an Immortal Treasure for such a minor contribution was unjustifiable, no matter how one looked at it.

However, what Zhong Zhe and Zou Feng hadn’t expected was that after tossing the question to Su Qingyu via a Communication Jade Talisman, the reply they received was: He can have a share. Let him pick one!

’So generous?’

After a brief moment of surprise, Zou Feng quickly accepted it.

From the very beginning, all Su Qingyu cared about was killing Yuchi Jue and bringing his body back.

She had never given any special instructions regarding the Immortal Treasures.

’So, is it possible that Su Qingyu also thinks there’s a problem with the Immortal Treasures? Or perhaps, to her, these Immortal Treasures aren’t that valuable?’

But since Su Qingyu didn’t care, Zou Feng naturally didn’t mind either. He immediately let Leng Jing choose from the Immortal Treasures.

Of course, the selection did not include the White Jade Bowl. Zou Feng had already secured that thing for himself.

Seeing that the Biyou Palace Master was surprisingly easygoing, Leng Jing certainly wasn’t going to be polite. He immediately took the small, glowing green sword in his hand.

He toyed with it fondly for a moment. Perhaps sensing Zou Feng’s gaze, Leng Jing spoke without turning his head, ”Brother Zou, I’m well aware that the Glazed Immortal Palace might be problematic, but one must always strive for what one can get!”

”If it weren’t for that need to strive, why would I have resorted to cultivating an Evil Skill back then, only to end up with this body full of...”

He didn’t finish his sentence, just shaking his head with a bitter smile and saying no more.

Unfortunately, Zou Feng couldn’t empathize with these words. He turned, hoisted Yuchi Jue’s body onto his shoulder, and left the Ancient Tomb.

As for the Corpse Poison he had sensed when he first arrived...

It was actually the byproduct of the accumulated remains of those unfortunate souls who had been turned into Yuchi Jue’s Great Medicine.

Zou Feng had a visceral aversion to this kind of Corpse Poison.

After burying them, he didn’t spare them another glance.

He hadn’t reached the point where he was desperate enough to use Refinement on such poisons.

Speaking of which, after starting down the path of an Evil Cultivator, situations involving Human Gu and Great Medicine had become increasingly common.

Just as Leng Jing had said earlier, in order to ”strive,” the higher an Evil Cultivator’s Realm, the more depraved they were likely to become.

Of course, this wasn’t to say that those of the Righteous Dao were clean.

They might not raise Great Medicine, but they had other ways of ”devouring people.”

「One day later.」

After parting ways with Leng Jing, Zou Feng and Zhong Zhe returned to Biyou Palace with Yuchi Jue’s body to report the completion of their mission.

In the Five Poison Hall, Su Qingyu, still shrouded in poisonous smoke, said cheerfully, ”Very good. You’ve done well!”

Hearing this, Zhong Zhe felt ashamed.

After hunting down Yuchi Jue, he no longer dared to treat Zou Feng as a junior. He immediately bowed and said, ”Palace Master, I merely assisted. The successful completion of this matter is all thanks to Elder Zou...”

”Mm, I will naturally reward you according to your merits!”

After her casual reply, Su Qingyu shot a stream of poisonous smoke straight toward Zhong Zhe.

Zhong Zhe was instantly overjoyed. He immediately opened his mouth, swallowed the wisp of poisonous smoke, and an expression of blissful comfort spread across his face.

It was clear that Zhong Zhe’s craving for what came from Su Qingyu’s body surpassed even his need for the Hundred-legged Ancestor’s Poison Miasma.

”Zou Feng, come here!”

Zhong Zhe’s contribution was small, so his reward was given casually.

But the reward for Zou Feng would certainly be completely different.

’Here it comes?’

Having already guessed what Su Qingyu was going to reward him with, Zou Feng’s expression immediately turned awkward.

’There was no helping it. While he did covet Su Qingyu’s Hundred Poison Sacred Body, he just couldn’t accept having to lick it...’

Unexpectedly, as he drew near, what emerged from the poisonous smoke was actually a slender, jade-like hand!

’Huh?’

”I’ve heard that you have a particular fondness for the ’Poison Palm’?”

Zou Feng froze for a moment, then realized what was happening. It was likely that Teng County had told Su Qingyu about his misunderstanding of him.

’This, however, was pure slander.’

”Uh, I’m just fond of poison...”

”Enough. Stop with the nonsense and absorb it!” Su Qingyu interrupted impatiently.

Even if it was a hand, Zou Feng still couldn’t bring himself to lick it, so he simply reached out and held Su Qingyu’s hand.

Seeing this, Su Qingyu sneered, ”Squeamish!”

At this point, Zou Feng knew better than to be tactless and argue back.

The moment he grasped Su Qingyu’s hand, a sensation like an electric shock spread through Zou Feng’s entire body.

He then began to shiver uncontrollably.

This was very different from when he had held Su Qingyu’s foot before.

Zou Feng quickly figured out the reason why.

To put it bluntly, Su Qingyu would adjust the potency of the poison on her skin according to the size of the reward.

Taking down Yuchi Jue this time had put Su Qingyu in an excellent mood, so the dose of poison was naturally much larger.

Of course, when Zou Feng had saved Bai Chen before, it had also been a great merit. But at that time, Zou Feng was only at the Fourth Grade, so Su Qingyu had to consider whether he could withstand such a large dose of poison.