Chapitre 44: Chapter 43: Who the F*ck Stuck Their Hand Down My Pants?!
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The Exalting Sanctum, hidden stronghold of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus.
Su Jinyan didn't immediately rush to visit Tingyun but instead headed straight for the secret hideout of the Disciples.
After correctly responding to the password and confirming his status within the organization, Su Jinyan boldly entered without hindrance.
Strictly speaking, this was likely Tingyun's third assassination attempt by the hands of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. And it certainly wouldn't be the last.
These individuals were audacious, having even attempted to assassinate Jing Yuan—how much more so would they target Tingyun? However, repeatedly failing to eliminate a Shuttle Envoy from the Sky-Faring Commission's merchant fleet would severely damage the reputation of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus.
Now, it was no longer solely about targeting Tingyun; their pride was at stake.
Su Jinyan believed that through his intelligence channels, the black-robed figure must have learned about his relationship with Tingyun. To avoid arousing suspicion, he had to act preemptively.
The black-robed figure needed to demonstrate both his obsession and high regard for Tingyun, as well as express his fury at being kept in the dark by the organization.
Inside the room, the black-robed individual was reporting the situation to a masked woman with a voluptuous figure.
"Leader, the assassination attempt on Tingyun has failed again—this is the third time."
"It seems our initial choice of targeting Tingyun may not have been wise. Should we reconsider our objective?"
The leader responded mildly, "Now everyone knows of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus' intent to assassinate Tingyun."
"The repeated failures largely stem from that infatuated fool within our ranks, don't they?"
Sweating profusely, the black-robed figure gritted his teeth. "Forgive me, Leader; it's all A-Chuan's fault, consumed by his lust."
"He nearly jeopardized our meticulously planned strategy in Luofu due to personal desires."
"If not for his usefulness, I'd strike him dead without hesitation."
Though these words appeared to blame Su Jinyan, they subtly absolved him of responsibility. Privately, the black-robed figure admired Su Jinyan's ruthless approach—it was shameless and despicable, perfectly suited for their line of work.
The leader's expression softened. "No matter, it's not entirely his fault."
"The organization's plans for Luofu hinge on this crucial operation."
"Only you and I know its key details; no one else is privy to them."
"Now that our plot to assassinate Tingyun has been exposed, given his infatuation with her, he'll undoubtedly come seeking answers."
"This presents an opportunity to ascertain if his loyalty truly lies with the organization."
The black-robed figure hesitated. "What does Your Excellency mean?"
The leader's gaze was cold. "Initially, through your hands, this venerable one bestowed upon him the Dragon-Coiled Soaring Pill, instructing him to take it alongside a precious bait."
"For an ordinary cultivator, without martial training or robust constitution, consuming this pill would result in immediate death."
"However, for those skilled in martial arts or diligent in cultivation, it triggers the formation of an inner core, revealing true immortal forms such as the Medicine King Form or abundant growth form."
"After the initial onset, one can suppress these changes temporarily, maintaining their original appearance."
"Considering the elapsed time, it should be nearing the critical point. If he's wise, he will soon seek this venerable one for the Dust Return Form Locking Pill."
The black-robed figure had an epiphany. "If he doesn't request the pill, it implies he never consumed the Dragon-Coiled Soaring Pill."
The leader nodded. "Cultivators invariably yearn for early enlightenment and eternal ascension to immortality."
"If he hasn't taken it, that suggests he's exceptional—likely one of those hounds loyal to the cursed demonic bow. In such a case, we must eliminate him."
"On the contrary, if he seeks the Dust Return Form Locking Pill, it indicates his loyalty to this venerable one and our organization."
"In the future, we can prioritize his training or grant him minor rewards as reassurance. For instance, since Tingyun is on his mind, we could pledge not to harm him again."
The black-robed figure bowed with clasped hands. "Understood, sir."
This tactic had proven consistently effective for them.
If you believed in the Arrow of Fate, consuming the Dragon-Coiled Soaring Pill would inevitably lead to your transformation into Mara-Struck within a short time. Once Mara-Struck, revealing forms like Medicine King or abundant growth, you'd be left with only two choices:
Defect and join the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus.Return to the Cloud Knights, awaiting guidance from the Ten-Lords Commission.
Those choosing the second option often met their demise before reaching the Cloud Knights.
Refusal to take the pill, without question, marked someone as a hunter's hound. After all, which cultivator doesn't crave immortality or power?
This was precisely how all previous infiltrators within the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus were exposed.
The leader's expression turned slightly cold. "On that note, dear guest..."
"You've been eavesdropping outside for quite some time now. Isn't it about time you showed yourself?"
Su Jinyan felt a jolt of surprise, but before he could react, an inexplicable force pulled him forcefully into the room.
A calico cat struggled desperately in the leader's grasp, its cries shrill and terrified by this sudden turn of events.
The black-robed figure sighed with relief. "Oh, it's just a cat."
The leader clenched his fingers, emitting a gray aura from their fingertips, swiftly ending the life of the calico cat.
"Xianzhou Luofu is teeming with talented individuals, many capable of shape-shifting techniques," the leader said sternly. "One must remain vigilant, even around cats. Do you understand?"
The black-robed figure's demeanor grew serious. "Your wisdom is duly noted, Leader. I comprehend your caution."
Su Jinyan's expression remained unsettled; if he had been eavesdropping personally just now, his presence would have been exposed.
Beforehand, he had used Mind Control to manipulate the tabby cat's movements. Then, employing Psychic Vision, he observed the surroundings through the cat's perspective and managed to overhear every word of the conversation between the black-robed figure and the leader.
He hadn't anticipated such vigilance from this leader of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. Indeed, anyone capable of ascending to such a position was not to be underestimated.
Approximately an hour later, a cultivator knocked urgently on the door, speaking with haste, "Sir, it's not good news."
"That scoundrel Epimedium burst in, wielding a menacing long spear," he reported. "He claims to have served the organization well and demands to see Madam Black Rose."
"Violet Rose and several others were dissatisfied, attempting to teach him a lesson," the cultivator continued, visibly shaken. "But...but...ugh—"
At this point, the cultivator's face turned pale, and he repeatedly retched as if recalling some distressing memory.
The black-robed figure raised an eyebrow.
Every cultivator within the organization had their own code name, mostly derived from flower names. Who was Epimedium again? Oh right, it was Sun Xiaochuan!
With caution, the cultivator continued, "Sir Leader, truly it wasn't due to our incompetence."
"Primarily, everyone wished to preserve their whole selves for meeting the Medicine King, so we tried persuading him diplomatically, giving him respect."
"Otherwise, that scoundrel Epimedium wouldn't have stood a chance against us."
The black-robed figure abruptly rose, seething with anger, "How audacious!"
The leader slightly lifted his hand, then smiled faintly, "No, the more he displays such concern, the more reassured I am about him."
"People with deeper attachments and vulnerabilities are often easier to control."
"Let's go; it just so happens I too wish to see how far he has grown."
Within the hidden stronghold of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus...
Su Jinyan, wielding his coiled dragon spear, radiated boiling intent as he relentlessly advanced. Not a single cultivator dared to confront him head-on and continuously retreated.
Violet Rose clutched his face, howling wildly on the brink of mental collapse, "Oh f*ck!"
"Oh f*cking hell!"
"Who the f*ck put diarrhea-inducing sh*t in my pocket? Who, who was it? Get the f*ck out here!"
The Benevolent Medicine King had bestowed upon Violet Rose keen senses, which were his source of pride. However, at this moment, he deeply despised these heightened perceptions.
In a fair duel, even losing wouldn't be too humiliating, given one's inferior skills. But before the fight could even begin, his fellow cultivators started suffering from goddamn diarrhea, scrambling around with uncontrollable sounds—more agonizing than death itself.
Worst of all, amidst the chaos, Violet Rose himself also joined the frantic rush.
"Hold it right there! Sun Xiaochuan, you've got some nerve!" The black-robed figure leaped forward, holding his breath as he confronted Su Jinyan. "Your actions blatantly disregard our organization and its discipline! Do you have any respect for laws or morality?"
Taken aback, Su Jinyan replied, "Boss, isn't the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus precisely lacking such unconventional talent? I mean, I'm known for being unscrupulous, committing countless misdeeds, slaughtering indiscriminately, defying authority, and disregarding organizational rules..."
"Only because none of the Luofu Six Sovereigns would tolerate me did I join the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus."
"Honestly, with my abilities, why would I bother joining them? Wouldn't working as a civil servant be more appealing?"
The black-robed figure paused, then fell into deep thought.
F*ck, he found Sun Xiaochuan's reasoning quite compelling.
The leader approached steadily, his demeanor composed, and spoke gently, "A-Chuan, there's no need to rush."
"While others may not understand your purpose here, this venerable one comprehends your intentions."
"Here's what we'll do: accompany me, and everyone else, please withdraw for now."
The black-robed figure subtly nodded, sensing that the leader had indeed accepted him.
It made sense; with such wicked conduct, how could any of the Luofu Six Sovereigns tolerate him? Who would believe that Sun Xiaochuan might follow the demonic Bow of Calamity or even be a spy sent by the Seat of Divine Foresight? This guy was practically born to be part of our Disciples of Sanctus Medicus—just too perfect for our taste.
If he dared to act like this within the Seat of Divine Foresight, he'd likely lose his position the next day just for stepping through the door with his left foot first.
All the cultivators present sighed in relief and began to retreat orderly. Having witnessed the fate of the previous cultivator, no one dared to confront Sun Xiaochuan.
After all, he had effortlessly defeated Violet Rose, once an elite cloud rider known as Shenqiang Zhi Xin, who boasted the abundant growth form—a formidable display indeed.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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