He Lan Tianxia

Chapter 228 Accidentally Falling into the Tiger's Den

Murong Dubai held the knife, staring at the plump octopus, his hands trembling with excitement. Although this octopus didn't possess the same rich spiritual energy as Lingyi's spirit snake, it was still a fine creature. With this one cut, the bottleneck in refining poison pills would be broken.

Murong Dubai rubbed the knife back and forth on the octopus's smooth body, his eyes gleaming with undisguised excitement. He had heard that his little sister Yan'er had returned, and he was going to make a plate of salt-grilled octopus for her, along with some newly refined pills.

Want to poison Yan Meimei? You're overthinking it. He's too busy loving his Yan Meimei to bear poisoning her. He just wants to see if the poison pill can be absorbed and digested by the Crimson Spirit Pearl on Yan Meimei's body. If it can be digested, he'll have to refine a new one. If it can't be digested, it means the poison pill is successfully refined.

How long did he collect information on the toxicity of this elixir? Ever since Murong Junlan forced him to come out, starting with that strange, colorful flower in his forbidden death zone, he had followed him all the way, including the broken vines and strange leaves of the Black Tyrant. He followed Murong Junlan on his treasure hunt, and besides having the opportunity to spend time with Yan-meimei, he had secretly devised a poison-making plan along the way. He wanted to see whether Murong Junlan could refine the Transformation Pill faster or he could refine the poison pill faster.

Murong Dubai had made up his mind. The day he, Murong Junlan, gathered all the necessary ingredients to refine the Transformation Pill would be the day he succumbed to the poison and died, the day his beloved Yan Mei truly returned to his side. Hmph, elder brother, what do you think Murong Dubai endured all this time for?

Murong Dubai became more and more excited as he thought about it. He even imagined the scene of presenting the grilled octopus to Yan Meimei and the scene of the Crimson Spirit Pearl consuming the poison pills. This perverted Murong Dubai was hopelessly addicted to his own world of poison making, sinking deeper and deeper.

Just as Murong Dubai was about to strike with his sword, the shopkeeper rushed in at lightning speed, "Young master, Murong Junlan is outside the cave and wants to see you."

Hmph, I didn't even go looking for you, yet you came knocking on my door. Fine, very well.

"Cover the octopus," Murong Dubai instructed the shopkeeper. If he wasn't mistaken, Murong Junlan was definitely after the octopus. Weren't you fighting just now? Why are you suddenly looking for an enemy?

He hadn't taken two steps when Murong Junlan came in alone.

"Where's the octopus?" Murong Junlan asked in an unquestionable tone, his eyes scanning the room before finally settling on the cloth covering the octopus.

"Open it," Murong Junlan commanded.

Murong Dubai glanced at the shopkeeper, then shifted his gaze to the table where the octopus was placed. A curtain was temporarily hung on the front of the table, and it moved slightly because of the gust of wind that had blown him in earlier.

Murong Dubai's breath hitched, and his heart skipped a beat. Although he had anticipated Murong Junlan's guess, he hadn't expected Murong Junlan to be so accurate. Murong Dubai clenched his fists, thinking that if Murong Junlan dared to forcibly take the octopus, he would first poison him unconscious, then chop the octopus into ten or eight pieces, poison it as needed, grill it as needed, and then serve it to Yan Meimei. Yan Meimei would surely eat it with great relish.

Murong Junlan had been staring at the seemingly motionless curtain when he suddenly sensed an uneven breathing behind him. He looked away from the curtain and turned to look at Murong Dubai beside him. The tense nerves of the man behind the curtain seemed to betray all the secrets hidden behind it.

"Lift it up." Murong Junlan repeated to Murong Dubai once more.

This was spoken directly to him, and Murong Dubai dared not pretend he hadn't heard. Murong Dubai thought to himself that if he went to lift the curtain, he would lose the best position to attack Murong Junlan, so he couldn't move. His martial arts were already inferior to Murong Junlan's; if he lost his good position, defeat was inevitable.

"Shopkeeper, go and open the curtain," Murong Dubai instructed the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper accepted the order without a second thought and walked over. His wooden expression almost made Murong Dubai vomit blood in anger. Murong Dubai thought to himself, "Couldn't you have hesitated for a moment and given me a chance to catch my breath?"

As they approached the curtain, the shopkeeper yanked it off, and both Murong Junlan and Murong Dubai turned their eyes to the counter behind it.

To Murong Dubai's astonishment, the table where the octopus had once lay was now completely empty.

What about an octopus?

At this moment, Murong Dubai's expression of surprise was even greater than Murong Junlan's. Where did the shopkeeper take such a large octopus all of a sudden? In just one turn, he couldn't believe the shopkeeper had such an ability. Indeed, the shopkeeper's expression was even more surprised than Murong Dubai's.

Where did the octopus go?

The octopus just vanished into thin air in his cave? If he hadn't just touched the octopus himself, Murong Dubai would never have believed such a bizarre thing could happen.

Since he didn't see the octopus, Murong Junlan didn't have the patience to linger here. He took a long stride and went straight out of the cave back to Anqiao Temple.