The Xuanjing Secret Realm had not yet ended, and she refused to believe that this little slut had the ability to obtain Black Lye.
Feng Ninghe's lips curved upwards, a triumphant smile gracing her fair cheeks.
With a subtle flick of her fingers, a fine needle pierced Feng Qingcheng's arm.
The faint pain caused Feng Qingcheng to raise a delicate eyebrow and instinctively glance down at her arm.
Seeing the tiny silver needle, she nonchalantly plucked it out.
A mere needle was just a scare tactic.
She refused to believe this needle contained Black Lye.
This slut of a woman was incapable of obtaining Black Lye.
Feng Qingcheng's expression was clearly visible to Feng Ninghe, who spoke in a soft, feminine voice, "Are you joking? You'll find out soon enough."
Tang Zun's face, however, darkened. His gaze was fixed on Feng Qingcheng's arm, his nerves taut. "Qingcheng, there's a black aura on your arm!"
As the male voice reached her ears, Feng Qingcheng quickly looked down at her arm.
Where the needle had pricked her, a small, almost imperceptible wisp of black aura was present.
"What is this!"
Feng Qingcheng could no longer maintain her composure. Her pupils contracted sharply, and she stumbled back two steps.
Feng Ninghe smiled unhurriedly and turned to leave.
Bai Liyang's heart clenched. He rushed to her side. "Feng Ninghe, what did you do to Qingcheng?"
Her expression remained largely unchanged. "An eye for an eye."
Feng Yuan was the purest, most potent flame in existence.
She had also unexpectedly discovered that Feng Yuan could burn away Black Lye. She had deliberately controlled the Feng Yuan within her body, leaving behind a trace of Black Lye.
The needle had been tainted with Black Lye.
This poison was extremely potent; a mere drop could infect someone, spreading throughout the body until death.
Once the poison entered the body, it would immediately begin to infiltrate.
Feng Qingcheng felt an intense discomfort, her chest tight, and a burning sensation spreading from her arm.
"Qingcheng, are you alright?"
Bai Liyang's expression was anxious as he looked at her, cupping her hand and examining it closely.
A small, almost imperceptible wisp of black aura was burning on Feng Qingcheng's arm.
She was drenched in sweat, her face pale. If Wang Junzhao hadn't been there to support her, she would have already collapsed.
Feng Qingcheng's beautiful eyes flickered with doubt. "Black Lye cannot be found in the Secret Realm. Where did you get it?"
Feng Ninghe lazily lifted her eyelids, her gaze sweeping over Feng Qingcheng. Her cold, feminine voice was devoid of emotion. "You gave it to me. I'm merely returning it."
Feng Qingcheng tried to speak again, but her throat felt as if it were burning with intense fire. Her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground!
Her cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and she could not withstand it as well as Feng Ninghe.
"Sister Qingcheng!"
"Qingcheng!"
Several voices called out from different directions.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect swarmed forward, surrounding the collapsed Feng Qingcheng.
In the eyes of the Immortal Sect disciples, Feng Qingcheng was their kind senior sister, benevolent and gentle.
Bai Liyang quickly turned to Tang Zun. "Tang Zun, Black Lye is a notorious poison. How can Qingcheng be cured?"
Tang Zun was also anxious. He quickly took out a small bottle and poured its contents into Feng Qingcheng's mouth. "To cure her, we must first leave the Xuanjing Secret Realm! We need to return to the Immortal Sect! If she doesn't receive the antidote within a day, even becoming an immortal won't save her..."
When he had obtained the Black Lye, he had meticulously researched the poison and prepared a considerable amount of medicine.
But that medicine was all at the Immortal Sect.
Wang Junzhao looked up with a resentful gaze, his angry eyes fixed on Feng Ninghe. "Feng Ninghe, you are truly heartless! You killed Senior Brother Di, then attacked Elder Mo, and now you want Sister Qingcheng's life. Who will you target next!"
"Exactly! This woman has repeatedly attacked us from the Immortal Sect, yet she remains unharmed!"
"If this continues, will she eventually target all of us disciples of the Immortal Sect!"
The disciples of the Immortal Sect were enraged, their voices a low growl.
The surrounding cultivators stood at a distance, unwilling to offend Feng Ninghe or the Immortal Sect.
In their eyes, Feng Ninghe was close to Si Jianye, and no one wanted to offend him.
Mei Ziling's eyes held a trace of unwillingness as she stared intently at Feng Ninghe.
She knew that with this woman's capabilities, she wouldn't die so easily.
However, dealing with Feng Ninghe would be just as difficult.
Feng Ninghe ignored the disciples of the Immortal Sect and strode away.
The Black Lye erupted with extreme speed. If there was no antidote within a day, the victim would be tormented to death.
There might still be a chance to detoxify the poison, but the resentment would constantly invade the brain, even controlling the person.
Even if Feng Qingcheng died, she would be tortured to death by the Black Lye, in extreme agony.
Such a punishment was fitting.
She was eager to see if Feng Qingcheng could endure it.
*Clang!*
A heavy stone gate suddenly appeared in the vast sky.
Feng Ninghe turned her head and looked at the stone gate.
The stone gate opened with a dull groan.
Bai Liyang's emotions surged, his expression filled with urgency. "Look! The stone gate has opened, the Secret Realm is ending! Let's hurry and take Qingcheng back to the Immortal Sect!"
He held Feng Qingcheng tightly and eagerly led the way.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect did not dare to delay and quickly followed him.
The people within the Secret Realm began to depart one by one.
Feng Ninghe looked at Feng Xing and Bai Niannian. "We should go too. Let's go back and get some rest."
The two quickly nodded.
In just a moment, everyone had stepped out of the Secret Realm.
* * *
Immortal Sect.
Bai Liyang brought the unconscious Feng Qingcheng back to the Immortal Sect.
News of what had happened to Feng Qingcheng spread throughout the entire Immortal Sect immediately.
"What happened to Qingcheng?"
Di Yang hurried into the room.
Only a few disciples were inside; the rest were waiting outside.
Bai Liyang spoke first, his handsome face contorted with rage. "It's all Feng Ninghe's fault! If it weren't for that little slut, Qingcheng wouldn't have been poisoned!"
Di Yang's brows furrowed instantly, a subtle glint in his eyes. "Why would she attack Qingcheng without reason?"
In his memory, Feng Ninghe was not someone who would attack without cause.
Bai Liyang gritted his teeth, almost crushing his molars. "This little slut is inherently insidious and cunning. She and Qingcheng already had a feud, and she took this opportunity to strike."
Di Yang then turned his gaze to Wang Junzhao. "What exactly happened? Tell me in detail."
Wang Junzhao did not hesitate and recounted the entire sequence of events without reservation.
They had gathered several major sects and attempted to attack Feng Ninghe but failed.
At the critical moment, Feng Qingcheng had poisoned Feng Ninghe, but this woman had not only detoxified herself but had also poisoned Feng Qingcheng in return.