Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Night Theft
Until near the early hours of the morning, the lively atmosphere gradually subsided.
In the south of the city, in a secluded corner, there stood a rather peculiar building.
This was the residence of Gu Te in Heiyan City.
In a hidden shadow somewhere secretly, two figures cloaked entirely in black robes lurked, their bodies concealed in the darkness, eyes fixed on the peculiar building ahead.
These two were precisely Wei Yang and Ye Xian'er.
At this moment, Wei Yang looked up, observing the moon, which had begun to tilt toward the horizon in the night sky, then tilted his ear to carefully listen to the streets in the distance that were growing quieter.
"It's about time," Wei Yang said, glancing at Ye Xian'er beside him.
Ye Xian'er's little head, cloaked under the hood, nodded lightly. She turned her hand and retrieved a small jade bottle.
Upon seeing this, Wei Yang instinctively took a small step back.
It wasn't that he feared Xian'er, but rather the thing she held in her hand.
Ye Xian'er slightly tilted her head, looking at Wei Yang, seemingly giving him a sidelong glance.
Wei Yang could only smile awkwardly, baring a row of white teeth in the dark.
Ye Xian'er gave a soft humph and opened the bottle cap with her small hand.
Instantly, it seemed something drifted out from inside, but in the darkness, it was invisible to the naked eye.
In reality, what wafted out of the jade bottle was a very pale-colored smoke, colorless and odorless, specially concocted by Xian'er for tonight's operation.
At this time, she channeled her Dou Qi to guide the faint smoke emerging from the bottle mouth, gradually floating toward the peculiar building not far ahead.
Silently, it seeped through the cracks of some windows and doors.
Moments later, Xian'er put away the small jade bottle and softly said, "Brother Yang, it's done."
Wei Yang took two steps forward, approaching Ye Xian'er again, and asked softly, "Xian'er, are you sure this stuff will work? The target is not only a big Dou Master but also a third-tier alchemist. If it can't silently knock him out and he makes any noise, we might have to flee overnight."
Xian'er whispered a guarantee, "Brother Yang, don't worry. This anesthetic smoke is colorless and odorless; it will silently enter his body with his breath, and he'll be asleep without noticing anything."
Hearing this, Wei Yang nodded, feeling reassured.
This is the terrifying aspect of a poison master!
Especially with the E'er Nan toxic body.
Targeting a big Dou Master and a third-tier alchemist, surely there won't be a misstep.
This is why poison masters can incite fear and disgust.
Just earlier, when Wei Yang saw Xian'er take out the jade bottle, why did he instinctively retreat two steps?
Because Xian'er was already a nine-star big Dou Master, the poison she concocted was a threat to Wei Yang, so his body would subconsciously react with some instinct.
He wouldn't want to be knocked out by inadvertently inhaling the anesthetic smoke before the action even started.
That would be a real embarrassment.
...
"Xian'er, when will we go in?" Wei Yang asked.
Ye Xian'er, her little head cloaked under the hood, shook lightly and softly said, "We still need to wait a little longer. This smoke needs some time in the air to disperse automatically."
Her voice sounded somewhat joyful, evidently in good spirits, "Going in rashly before it disperses means Brother Yang could also get caught."
Wei Yang touched his nose and remained silent.
The little girl was getting a bit cocky now that her strength was catching up.
"Hehe," Ye Xian'er seemed to laugh smugly.
Wei Yang turned his head to look at the peculiar building, pretending he didn't hear anything.
Suddenly, he had an inexplicable feeling of his little treasure growing up, soon capable of flying out from under his protective wing.
He felt both happy, accomplished, proud, and slightly lost.
The E'er Nan toxic body is truly a bug, growing too quickly!
This made the sense of accomplishment from nurturing diminish greatly.
In a blink of an eye, Xian'er was about to become a Dou Ling.
No talent compares in front of such a constitution.
Wei Yang even had a strange sense of relief, joking with himself about being fortunate not to encounter Qing Lin earlier.
Otherwise, wouldn't he face a double blow in the future?
Endured by two younger girls!
Though this feeling of clinging onto the coattails of giants and relying on others isn't entirely unacceptable...
...
After waiting quietly for a while.
Ye Xian'er finally tugged at Wei Yang's arm, saying, "Brother Yang, we can go in now."
Wei Yang took a deep breath, shook his head slightly to dispel the somewhat chaotic thoughts in his mind, and took her small hand, "Let's go."
The two tiptoed to the front of the building, and Wei Yang reminded softly, "Xian'er, be careful when we enter later. I heard this guy likes to set up all sorts of tricky mechanisms inside his house."
"Mm." Xian'er nodded seriously.
Wei Yang's soul power surged, entering through the door cracks, unlocking the inside latch.
Gently pushing the door open.
However, before stepping in, a formidable force carrying pervasive black powder surged out from the dark interior.
The sudden change startled the two slightly, making them cautiously step back.
Before the black powder sprayed out of the room, Wei Yang raised his hand.
Ye Xian'er stepped forward, "Brother Yang, let me handle this."
With a wave of her small hand, an immense suction emanated from her palm.
The black powder pouring out swiftly was promptly absorbed into her palm, ultimately forming a small black sphere.
Xian'er glanced at it, sniffed lightly, then took out a small jade bottle, stored it, and put it away.
"Brother Yang, this black powder won't kill anyone, but if the skin contacts it, it'll make one itch unbearably," Xian'er explained.
Wei Yang nodded upon hearing, muttering, "That old man is really perverted."
They hadn't even entered yet and already received a warning shot.
"Humph," he snorted lightly, stepping forward, his formidable soul power surged, quickly entering the room.
After some faint snapping sounds from inside, Wei Yang retracted his soul power.
"Let's go, the traps inside have been disabled." Wei Yang smirked, saying.
Trying to trap others with tricks? Don't blame me for not "playing by the rules".
Taking Xian'er with him, they stepped into the building.
Inside, at a glance, it was dirty and chaotic, resembling a heap of trash.
A musty smell akin to long-term dampness permeated the air, causing both to furrow their brows and hold their breath.
With a wave of his hand, the door behind them quietly closed, locking the latch.
Sweeping his gaze over the cluttered interior, Wei Yang shook his head, "What a slob, let's go."
Carefully avoiding the trash scattered around the floor, they navigated through the room.
Climbing shaky, seemingly crumbling, dilapidated wooden stairs, they ascended to the upper floor.
Along the way, Wei Yang preemptively used his soul power to dismantle the immediate traps ahead.
Finally, they reached the topmost level of the building.
After the last stair, ahead, at the end of the hallway, appeared a wooden door.
"We're here."
Listening to the calmness within the room at the hallway's end, Wei Yang smiled and took Xian'er forward.
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