I ate it.

　　That plump, round, snow-white gu with nine red rings.

　　I ate it.

　　It was fragrant and crispy.

　　The culprit of great villainy and evil turned out to be myself! There was something called conscience, which was now jumping up and down in my chest, accusing me of my crimes.

　　"...Then...what are you going to do?" Without the life gu, for someone who cultivates poisonous gu, it's like missing an arm or a leg.

　　If the celestial official tried to release insects to bite me again, I wouldn't hide.

　　At worst, I would write a letter to Qunyu and ask him to bury a few jars of good wine in my grave.

　　The celestial official lightly hummed, shook off my hand, and didn't answer.

　　He didn't seem to be deeply bitter or vengeful.

　　Instead, it seemed like he was sulking.

　　He walked straight ahead.

　　I guessed he didn't know where he was going.

　　What else could I do but follow him? I was trembling with fear.

　　Who would have thought that eating a fried bug could have nearly cost me my life? However, during the more than a year he spent pursuing me, he didn't seem to have any internal injuries.

　　His inner strength was steady, and his poisonous gu was extremely adept.

　　He had chased me to the point where I was terrified.

　　How could it be that only now, a year later, he suddenly developed a severe illness? "Without the life gu, will you die?" At this moment, I didn't even think about why the famous Wanjiang Gate's young master's life gu turned out to be the harmless marriage gu.

　　Could it be that he wanted to play matchmaker? Unfortunately, he hadn't succeeded, as it seemed I had ruined all his potential relationships.

　　"That won't happen..." Without turning around, he said ominously, "If I die, don't think you'll live." Ugh.

　　Although I did have thoughts of sacrificing my life as an apology, it wasn't much.

　　I followed behind him, anxiously saying, "So what will you do in this situation? Where are you going next?" "...

　　Going back to the Southern Region to die." He tried to scare me again.

　　"You probably won't be able to make it back to the Southern Region in your current condition..." I took a few quick steps and jumped in front of him.

　　"How about I accompany you back?" My eyes sparkled.

　　It seemed like the best way I could make amends for him right now.

　　"I understand medicine, so I can take care of you on the way." "Your lightness technique is pretty good too.

　　If you encounter your enemies, I can run with you."

　　"Unfortunately, it seems that the official is not very interested in the story of enemies being reconciled with a smile.

　　He sneered, unaffected, and tried to bypass me.

　　I stepped back, blocking his path and said, 'If you really lose your life gu and go crazy, or lose your power, I can-' 'Raise you!' Even though I don't have any money.

　　When the official heard the second half of my sentence, he seemed to be teasing again.

　　He glared at me angrily.

　　But just as his gaze met mine, his expression became serious as he looked past my shoulder.

　　What did he see? I turned my head in confusion.

　　There was an open box that had fallen to the ground, shining with golden light.

　　Several pieces of gold were scattered outside.

　　What's going on? Did the heavens want me to take care of him? Next to the box were three piles of black and red clothes, shoes, and socks, emitting smoke.

　　There was also dirty red liquid underneath.

　　Don't tell me...

　　are these the three human traffickers? I looked around and felt that it had something to do with the venom.

　　So ruthless.

　　I widened my eyes and looked at the official.

　　Could it be you? Is the venom really so terrifying that it can instantly turn a living person into pus? 'It wasn't me,' he immediately denied, staring at the remaining blood, frowning as if deep in thought.

　　After a while, he asked, 'Do you know about Nuanyu Shengyan?' Isn't this a line from a poem? I vaguely heard of it.

　　The official continued, 'This person is from the southern region, adept at using blood transformation gu, and died at the hands of someone, with their body turning into blood, and white smoke rising from it.' 'Traveling in the martial world, he called himself...

　　Nuanyu Shengyan.' 'Could it be that he's in the capital?' The official furrowed his brows, looking at the three bodies barely maintaining their human form, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

　　'Can't you defeat him?' I casually asked, a bit curious.

　　The young master of the Wanjiangmen sect, someone who everyone fears, a ruler in the southern region.

　　Could there still be someone who fears him? Suddenly, the face of the handsome second young master from the Southern Wind Pavilion appeared in my mind.

　　Could it be him?! The official glanced at me and snorted, 'Before the exchange, I certainly wasn't afraid...' I politely shut my mouth.

　　He picked up a branch and squatted down to examine one of the puddles of blood.

　　The branch began to emit white smoke when it touched the blood.

　　And I also picked one up.

　　I started poking at the gold in the box.

　　If it wasn't for fear of poison, I would have already picked up a piece and bitten into it.

　　Huh? There seems to be another layer under the box, and after tilting it, a corner of white paper is revealed.

　　It seems to be a letter? I poked the official, gesturing for him to take it.

　　I didn't want to turn into blood.

　　He glared at me angrily and said, 'The blood transformation gu is not a difficult task.' 'What people find most fearsome about Nuanyu Shengyan is the people around him...' Saying that, he tore off a piece of his own robe, wrapped his hand with it, moved the gold pieces, and opened the layer of the box.

　　It really is a letter! It is adorned with intricate golden patterns and seems to emit a fragrance.

　　There is no signature.

　　The official held the envelope with confusion, hesitating whether to open it.

　　'Why would Nuanyu Shengyan be in the capital? Why did he kill these three people?' I mumbled a few words hesitantly.

　　With a hint of sadness, I said, 'These three people were probably the human traffickers who kidnapped you.' '...' 'And Nuanyu Shengyan seems to be the owner of the Southern Wind Pavilion.' 'Your buyer.' As expected, the official's face darkened.

　　He clenched the envelope tightly.

　　Loosened it and clenched it again."

　　For a long time, he angrily said to me, "Nuan Yu Sheng Yan has always been capricious in his actions." "He has a female confidant who is also notorious." "The two are inseparable and very troublesome." I pondered.

　　If Nuan Yu Sheng Yan is the second young master of Nan Feng Pavilion, then his female confidant is likely the leader of that place.

　　The capital city is truly a place where hidden talents abound, even a small Nan Feng Pavilion has two experts sitting in it.

　　I exclaimed.

　　Then I realized that I am not a serious person.

　　Without thinking, I asked him, "Is this female confidant named...

　　Lan Tian?" Cang Guan was stunned and asked, "How did you know?"