You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?

Chapter 95 - 38, the most toxic under heaven

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It was no wonder he could get drunk.

This made Lin Yue somewhat envious.

In a way, getting drunk was a joy only mortal commoners could enjoy.

Lin Yue picked up a piece of food to go with the alcohol and couldn’t help but frown.

His senses were now too powerful, his taste and smell extremely acute; although the stir-fried intestines were thoroughly cleaned, his powerful sense of taste still detected a hint of off-flavor.

Despite the heavier seasoning, that trace of off-flavor still made him feel a bit nauseated.

This could be considered a cost of his transformation.

Even the maids in the mansion whom Lin Yue thought looked quite nice before, he now found hard to look at.

His vision was so strong, just like Levin Hook, that he could easily see the tiny dirt in people’s facial pores, and when the maids smiled, he could see the tartar between their teeth.

After all, in ancient times, there was no facial cleanser, and not everyone brushed their teeth with toothpowder daily.

His powerful senses were also instinctual, making them indeed difficult to avoid.

Lin Yue now somewhat understood why cultivators rarely married mortal women but pursued female cultivators instead.

It made sense that they couldn’t appreciate the former.

In comparison, Yu Shiqi and Baili Fengzhi seemed like fairies, truly flawless.

Perhaps mortals couldn’t see the difference between them and those beauties among the commoners, but cultivators could easily discern it.

"Thinking about it now, being a mortal commoner might really not be so bad..."

Lin Yue glanced at the old Taoist lying on the ground gulping down wine, feeling a sudden pang of sentiment.

...

A night passed.

In the quiet morning, Lin Yue pushed open the door and stepped out of the house, stretching lazily.

"Your Highness."

Baili Fengzhi stood right outside the door, evidently having kept watch all night.

Lin Yue casually said, "Find someone to tidy up and help the old Taoist back to his room."

"Yes," Baili Fengzhi nodded.

After she instructed the servants, she said to Lin Yue, "The Patrol Envoy’s people just came to say that they invite you to the flying boat for a talk."

This was what Lin Yue and she had agreed upon, not to mention the Tantian Sect in the old Taoist’s hearing.

"Alright, let’s go now."

Lin Yue nodded slightly.

Immediately, after leaving the luxurious mansion that Baili Fengzhi had requisitioned, the two headed towards the flying boat.

Beneath the flying boat, disciples of the Tantian Sect disguised as the Golden Armor Forbidden Army were already waiting, and upon seeing them approach, they promptly relayed the message into the flying boat.

Soon, from the enormous flying boat hovering a hundred feet high, staircases made of clouds floated down.

Lin Yue promptly activated his wind element, lightly stepped on the cloud stairs with his toes a few times, and gracefully landed on the deck of the flying boat.

Though he could control the wind element for short flights, a part of him still didn’t want to miss out on these clouds.

Baili Fengzhi also leapt onto the deck of the flying boat.

This flying boat wasn’t much different from common ships, just more majestic and grand, without sails.

But Lin Yue knew this giant boat was a treasure of the Tantian Sect, imbued with the principles of the Third Ring Level, requiring multiple cultivators to pilot it, making it extremely valuable.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Respectful greetings sounded one after another.

On the deck, dozens of people from the Tantian Sect wearing Truth Masks could be seen.

Among a group of more than ten people were cultivators of the Four Symbols Level including Yu Shiqi’s master, along with the fake Patrol Envoy that Baili Fengzhi had previously injured.

"Your Highness..."

Yu Shiqi called out to Lin Yue softly, hesitated for a moment, yet refrained from coming closer, looking somewhat more reserved than yesterday.

She didn’t know what her masters said to her.

Lin Yue didn’t mind.

Most likely, Yu Shiqi’s masters were worried about the possibility of him, this Prince Uncle, developing thoughts of marrying her, so they instilled some precautions.

As for these people from the Tantian Sect, it seemed that most of them didn’t know he was the Sect Leader, which is why they addressed him as Your Highness.

This was also his request.

"Your Highness, this way please."

Master Gu Jingrong immediately guided Lin Yue towards a hall on the second level of the deck and simultaneously instructed, "Fourth generation disciples, remove your masks and return."

Dozens of Tantian Sect cultivators on the flying boat’s deck dispersed immediately.

The remaining nine, including Little Fish, were also cultivators at the Four Symbols Level.

"Your Highness, please have a seat."

Master Gu Jingrong led Lin Yue to the main seat in the hall. Once Lin Yue was seated, he waved his sleeve, closing the doors of the hall, then respectfully bowed and said, "Greetings, Sect Leader."

"Greetings, Sect Leader."

The remaining eight also bowed respectfully, and Yu Shiqi was nudged to follow suit.

Lin Yue nodded slightly and said, "Please, everyone be seated."

He wasn’t surprised.

Although Little Fish’s Master and Second Master had agreed to keep the secret for him, they couldn’t possibly hide it from the other high-ranking members of the Tantian Sect; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to enlist their help.

Once the top members of the Tantian Sect took their seats.

Lin Yue sat upright in the main seat, with Baili Fengzhi standing behind him. He glanced at everyone and said,

"I suppose you all know that though Di Hong City is the storm’s eye, I must go there, only the timing can be delayed a bit. You all once followed the Sixteenth Prince, what good strategies might you have?"

Master pondered for a moment and first asked, "What does the Sect Leader mean by delaying, the longest being how long? Fifty years? A hundred years?"

"Fifty years? A hundred years?"

Lin Yue shook his head slightly and said, "Just one to two years, at most within two years, I must enter the capital."

With these words, the third-generation disciples of the Tantian Sect present furrowed their brows.

Clearly, they were exceedingly troubled.

This His Highness had just awakened, was a prince who had drifted among the common people, had no foundation or connections at court, and yet expected to go to Di Hong City with just a one to two-year preparation time?

In such a short time, what preparations could be made?

"Why must the Sect Leader be in such a rush? Might you share the reasons?"

The crowd pondered for a while without finding a suitable strategy, so the Second Master immediately shifted the approach and reopened the inquiry.

Lin Yue deliberated, thought it possible to shift the approach, and without concealment, straightforwardly said, "The reason I’m going to Di Hong City is primarily to accomplish two things, one is to obtain a treasure, and the other is to find a way to resolve a mystical poison."

"Obtain a treasure?"

Master said, "If possible, perhaps we can obtain the treasure for the Sect Leader, then there would be no need for you to rush into the capital, as for the mystical poison..."

"I’m afraid it’s not possible."

Lin Yue interrupted, slightly shook his head, and said, "The token to claim the treasure can only recognize me as the master, so it’s impossible for someone else to replace me."

"If that’s the case..."

A lady wearing a Truth Mask said softly, "Perhaps we can devise a way to help the Sect Leader sneak into Di Hong City, quietly obtain the treasure, and then there wouldn’t be any need to blatantly enter the capital as a prince, drawing unnecessary attention."

Master nodded slightly, then asked, "And the mystical poison the Sect Leader mentioned? What type of mystical poison might it be? Since our Demon Path excels in Poison Skill, we may be able to assist."

"Hmm..."

Lin Yue contemplated for a moment and then said, "The mystical poison is called ’Parting Sorrow.’ I wonder if anyone has heard of it?"

His words fell like a thunderclap, rendering the hall instantly silent.

Then, after a brief moment of silence—

"’Parting Sorrow?’"

"The world’s most deadly poison! ’Parting Sorrow?’"

"The incurable poison..."

"Is it actually the leading deadly poison?"

Murmurs of disbelief echoed through the hall, as faces shifted.

Lin Yue frowned slightly.

It appeared that the mystical poison mentioned in the old Taoist’s secret was even more astonishing than he’d imagined.

Although it had been nearly a year since he heard about the old Taoist’s secret, he recalled it clearly.

"...He is inflicted with the poison ’Parting Sorrow.’ The Head of the Shenxiao Sect has exerted all efforts to suppress it, but could only salvage twenty to thirty years of life..."

—This was a part of the original wording regarding the old Taoist’s Third Ring Level secret.

And the poisoning occurred not long after his birth.

Now he was almost nineteen, counting all his time, he had only a few years left.

In the past, he had no ability, nor the luxury to intervene, but now, as a prince, he naturally had to find a way.

However—

"Sect Leader."

Master frowned and said, "’Parting Sorrow’ is considered one of the deadliest poisons in the world, known as an incurable poison, though I don’t know for whom you intend to find the cure, you should give up."