The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#662 - Death Q&A

Within the Sword Washing Pavilion, there are countless sword techniques, but Han Shi cultivates the One-Mind Sword, acknowledged as the most difficult to master.

The so-called One-Mind Sword is the unity of man and sword.

Once the sword is drawn, the world can no longer accommodate a third party!

Seeing this sword, Lu Jing understood why the old blind man had been so thoroughly defeated back then. Such swordsmanship was no longer merely a "skill" but approached a Dao.

Han Shi's comprehension of the sword path was indeed terrifying, and even more terrifying was that his progress had not stopped.

Even though this sword was already incredibly perfect, Lu Jing still sensed a vigorous and striving intent within it.

Han Shi was not challenging others but himself! It had always been only himself.

Lu Jing now understood from whom Wei Zixian had learned that arrogance.

Faced with this sword, Abbot Huitong seemed to have no good solution and could only retreat, but as he retreated, he kept speaking, asking, "Does Sect Leader Han have any regrets in his heart?"

"Regrets?" Han Shi grinned. "That I wasn't born thirty years earlier to experience the Marrow Washing and Bone Forging Skill of your temple's number one divine monk, Ji Wen. The Hanging Temple is too disappointing now; there isn't a single capable fighter."

After Han Shi finished speaking, the second sword was swung out again.

It was still a simple diagonal chop!

However, Abbot Huitong discovered that besides retreating, he had no other option. His forehead also unusually broke out in sweat, dripping onto his monk's robe.

"Abbot!" Zhizhen, the chief of the Arhat Hall, wanted to step forward to assist upon seeing this.

However, he was waved away by Huitong.

Given the status of him and Han Shi, how could others interfere during a competition? Huitong retreated rapidly, while saying, "Sect Leader Han, have you… have you ever killed anyone?"

Meanwhile, Abbot Huitong, facing Han Shi's offensive, retreated again and again, and was about to retreat to a wooden pillar.

At this moment, he asked the third question, "Has Sect Leader Han's longsword ever killed someone who should not have been killed?"

Han Shi paused slightly upon hearing this.

But then he snorted coldly, "What does it matter to you?"

After he finished speaking, the sword light in front of Abbot Huitong became even more intense, and he was about to be completely forced into a dead end, causing the monks of the Hanging Temple to jump in anxiety.

However, the next moment, the overwhelming sword light suddenly disappeared.

Looking at Han Shi again, he had already sheathed his sword and returned to his seat.

Without saying a word.

The heroes in the hall were somewhat confused. Abbot Huitong was clearly about to lose, so why did Han Shi suddenly stop at the last moment? Was he trying to save face for the monks of the Hanging Temple?

However, the tension between the two sides just now was indeed palpable. Some people even found a reason for Han Shi from the perspective of maintaining the unity of the righteous path.

But the next moment, Abbot Huitong's words revealed the answer to everyone.

"Alas, Sect Leader Han, avoiding the question is not an option."

Han Shi still did not speak until a trickle of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Only then did the disciples of the Sword Washing Pavilion explode, drawing their swords to protect Han Shi, shouting, "Form the formation, protect the Sect Leader!"

"It's useless," Huitong shook his head. "If you really want what's best for him, you should advise your Sect Leader to answer this humble monk's questions seriously."

"Evil monk! You actually poisoned the Sect Leader!"

The disciples of the Sword Washing Pavilion did not believe that their invincible Sect Leader Han would be defeated by others.

Moreover, in the competition just now, Han Shi clearly had the upper hand and was about to win, but somehow he was plotted against by the evil monk of the Hanging Temple.

They didn't see any hidden weapons, nor did they see any wounds on Han Shi. After thinking about it, the only possibility was poisoning.

And thinking of poisoning, they looked at the Chang Le Gang people not far away.

Because the Chang Le Gang was responsible for selecting the venue for tonight's alliance meeting, and the chefs and waiters were also selected by the Chang Le Gang. If there were any problems, the Chang Le Gang would probably not be able to escape responsibility.

Li Bufan also obviously thought of this and said, "Li is willing to guarantee with his life that there is no poison in the wine and dishes tonight."

Before others could respond, Huitong nodded first and said, "Indeed, this humble monk can also guarantee that tonight's events have nothing to do with Gang Leader Li's Chang Le Gang."

"Could it be that the Hanging Temple really hides some kind of sorcery?" Luo Cheng Song was uncertain.

"Alas," Abbot Huitong did not explain, but looked at Han Shi not far away and said, "Sect Leader Han, you should have rested enough, right? If there are no problems, this humble monk will continue to ask. Remember, do not beat around the bush."

As a result, before Han Shi could say anything, several figures suddenly窜 out from the corner of the restaurant. They were not rushing towards Zen Master Huitong, but fleeing out of the restaurant.

These people were not from the same sect, but their lightness skills were all well-practiced.

In the blink of an eye, some jumped out of the window, and some went out the door.

They were about to escape, but unexpectedly, Abbot Huitong's voice came from behind, "Where are you going?"

The few did not answer, but just buried their heads and fled.

One person's hand was already on the door, but the next moment, they all fell to the ground without a word and began to cough up blood loudly.

Except for the one who moved the slowest and was farthest from the door, who saw that the situation was not good and used all his strength to crawl back, only then did he luckily save his life. The rest, like Vice Sect Leader Miao, soon fell silent.

This time, the Number One Scholar Restaurant really fell into a graveyard-like silence.

After a moment, Abbot Huitong spoke first, "This humble monk says again, please do not leave the restaurant without permission."

"Abbot, is the Hanging Temple really planning to become enemies with the heroes of the world by doing this?"

Qiu Moli's tone also became very cold.

"Pavilion Master Qiu," Abbot Huitong gritted his teeth, "Please do not make things difficult for this humble monk."

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Han Shi without waiting for Qiu Moli to speak again, and continued to question, "Are Sect Leader Han's hands stained with the blood of the innocent?"

"Indeed."

Han Shi was silent for a moment before finally speaking.

His answer caused an uproar in the restaurant.

It was normal for righteous people, who upheld justice, to have several lives on their hands, but punishing evil was one thing, and killing the innocent was another. The difference between the righteous path and the demonic path lay in this.

"Tell me, which people who should not have been killed have died by your sword?"