klisemfg Chapter 112 9th Lifetime: Fierce Battle in the Locked Chamber! The Mad Doctor and Poison Master Comp
Chapter 112 9th Lifetime: Fierce Battle in the Locked Chamber! The Mad Doctor and Poison Master Comp
Chapter 112 Fierce Battle in the Locked Room! The Mad Doctor and Poison Doctor Completely Crushes the Mysterious Team
The members of the mysterious group were now like a bunch of rats scalded by boiling water, jumping around in panic. The leader, dressed in black, had an expression that alternated between pale and flushed, like a spilled palette of colors, yet he still tried to maintain a fearless and ruthless demeanor, shouting in a hoarse voice, "You...you better not be so arrogant! Our mysterious group's secret weapon is so powerful it can pierce the sky. You'll be crying later!" Despite his tough talk, his hands were trembling uncontrollably as if he had Parkinson's disease. When he secretly winked at the people next to him, his arms shook like rattles. Inside, he was in a complete panic, secretly lamenting, "This she-devil is too fierce. I have to find a chance to escape quickly, or I'll lose my life here!"
Luo Qingci saw everything clearly and almost laughed herself silly. She rolled her eyes inwardly, thinking, "With your little tricks, you think you can pull any tricks on me? You're asking for trouble." A mocking smile, capable of freezing a person into an ice sculpture, appeared on her lips. Like a poisonous flower blooming in the cold night, she sneered, "Secret weapon? I think you've got your brain caught in a door. You're using that as an excuse to slip away!" As she spoke, she deliberately shook the medicine pouch, making a "rustling" sound. The sound was like a demon whispering in someone's ear, echoing in the secret room. The mysterious group members trembled in their legs, feeling as if they had been targeted by death.
Just then, a skinny man in black, hunched over like a sneaky bug, stealthily crept up from behind while Luo Qingci wasn't paying attention. He gripped a poisoned dagger tightly, its cold light flashing like a cobra ready to bite. Luo Qingci was incredibly perceptive; her hair stood on end instantly as she sensed the danger. A glint colder than icicles flashed in her eyes, followed by a chilling smile that sent shivers down her spine. She thought to herself, "Little pawn, trying to ambush me under my nose? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!" Just as the man in black was about to reach her, she suddenly turned around, her movements as swift as a cheetah pouncing on its prey. She pulled a packet of "Ten Fragrant Tendon-Softening Powder" from her medicine pouch and blew it sharply at the man in black, the movement as fluid as flowing water.
"Ah!" The man in black let out a scream more agonizing than a pig being slaughtered, a sound so sharp it cracked the stones in the secret chamber. The dagger in his hand clattered to the ground, and he collapsed to the ground as if all his bones had been removed, begging for mercy like a firecracker going off: "Grandma, spare me! I really know I was wrong! I have an eighty-year-old mother waiting for me to warm her bed, and a child with a runny nose. Please, have mercy on me this time, and I promise I'll be your mount from now on!" His body was as limp as a puddle of mud, writhing in agony on the ground, his facial features contorted in pain. He looked utterly wretched, like a flattened ball.
"You think you can outmaneuver me with such weak and ineffective moves? Are you dreaming or still half asleep?" Luo Qingci snorted disdainfully, her voice practically overflowing with contempt. She turned to the other men in black, arms crossed, a mocking smile on her face as if to say, "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Show them to me. I'm in a particularly good mood today, so I'll play along and see what other tricks you can come up with!"
Another burly man in black, his face redder than a ripe dragon fruit, veins bulging on his neck, looked like a thoroughly enraged rhinoceros, his nostrils flaring as if he could breathe fire. He brandished his spiked club and charged forward like a madman, shouting, "Brothers, fight her! We can't let her trample us like dirt!" But after only a few steps, he tripped over the scattered jewels, tumbling forward in a comically ridiculous arc before landing face-first in the dirt, his face covered in dust and a mouthful of ash. His spiked club flew a considerable distance, rolling several times before coming to a stop, making him a true comedic master.
"Hahahaha, are you putting on a slapstick wrestling show for me? It's a loss to the comedy world if you don't participate in the comedy competition!" Luo Qingci laughed so hard she almost fell over, tears streaming down her face. She clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up and nearly passed out. "With your level of skill, you think you can compete with me? You should go home and cultivate for a few hundred more years!" She shook her head as she laughed, her face filled with undisguised sarcasm. Her smile seemed to say, "You people are just a bunch of nobodys in my eyes, I can do whatever I want with you."
At this moment, the masked man cautiously peeked out from the corner, looking at the chaotic scene before him, as if it had been hit by a tornado. His heart was filled with mixed emotions. On one hand, he was terrified of Luo Qingci's methods and was glad that he hadn't acted rashly earlier, otherwise he would have ended up like those people, suffering a miserable fate. On the other hand, he was unwilling to be controlled by her like this. His eyes darted around like a cunning old fox, and he was thinking, "This girl is powerful, but with so many people, I might be able to find an opportunity to counter her... As long as I can find her weakness, I can launch a counterattack..." But when he thought of the terrifying scene of her easily dealing with the traps and guardian beasts, he shuddered. The chill spread from his spine to his whole body, and he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, no longer daring to make the slightest move.
Luo Qingci didn't care what the man in the golden mask was thinking; her attention was entirely on the remaining members of the mysterious group. "Now, will you obediently surrender, or do you want to continue tasting my poison? My poison is getting impatient and is looking forward to 'getting intimate' with you!" Her eyes were icy cold, like two extremely sharp blades, sweeping directly over the crowd. The powerful aura emanating from her made the members of the mysterious group tremble with fear, as if they were in an ice cellar, their whole bodies turning cold.
The members of the mysterious group exchanged bewildered glances, none daring to make the first move. They knew perfectly well that this seemingly petite and delicate woman was actually a terrifying fiend, capable of tormenting them with a single blow. Finally, one of the men in black knelt on the ground with a thud, his knees hitting the earth with a dull thud, crying out, "Grandma, we surrender! Please spare us! We were forced into this by the mysterious group; we had no choice! Please, have mercy on us!" Seeing this, the others followed suit. In an instant, the secret chamber was filled with kneeling people, their pleas for mercy echoing throughout. The scene resembled a group of defeated prisoners begging for mercy from their victors.
"Hmph, why didn't you do this sooner? You had to bring this on yourself!" Luo Qingci nodded in satisfaction, a sly glint in her eyes. Like a shrewd businesswoman calculating a big deal, she pondered how to extract more benefits from these people: Should she get them to hand over all the secrets of the Mysterious Group, including the locations of treasures hidden deep in the mountains and forests, and mysterious martial arts manuals? Or should she use them as her free labor to find rare medicinal herbs and gather information about the martial arts world? Or should she train them to be her subordinates to deal with gangs she disliked? In any case, she was the complete winner in this battle against the Mysterious Group, and this secret room would become their burial ground, a nightmare they could never escape.