Chapter 180: The Blade is Poisoned

'There's no way a Martial Arts Grandmaster can be this young!'

Chuck's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Who is your master!"

Chen Erbao chuckled. "Just some unknown old Chinese medicine doctor from Bailong Mountain. What, you want to become his disciple? You'd have to be my junior brother, then!"

"Fine, fine, fine. I never expected China to have hidden Grandmasters, and I certainly didn't expect a genius like you to appear out of nowhere!"

He coughed twice, looking down at his caved-in chest, a bitter feeling rising within him.

'I never would have imagined I'd screw up a simple mission like this!'

He was starting to feel some regret.

'I'm never coming back to China again! This place is full of hidden masters!'

Chen Erbao wasn't one to be soft-hearted. "Alright, old man, start talking. Who sent you? If you don't, I'll break all four of your limbs, and your days of practicing Martial Arts will be over!"

Although he suspected it was most likely Ma Qiming and Wang Ming, he still needed to confirm it.

"Do what you want. You think I'm going to sell out my employer?"

Chuck was a tough one, sticking his neck out defiantly.

Chen Erbao sneered. "I'm a practitioner of Chinese medicine. I have ten thousand ways to make you talk. I'm in no hurry."

He slowly approached Chuck, searching his mind for all sorts of vicious interrogation techniques.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed!

Chen Erbao sensed danger and immediately retreated.

But he was a little too late.

Chuck performed a clumsy roll, a Dagger he'd produced from nowhere now in his hand, and swiped at Chen Erbao's leg.

"RRRIP!"

The sharp Dagger tore open a gash so deep the bone was visible. Dark red blood slowly trickled out.

A sharp pain shot through Chen Erbao. Ignoring everything else, he gathered the Spiritual Power in his body into his right foot and unleashed it, kicking at Chuck's chest.

Chuck crossed his arms to block, but he still couldn't withstand the terrifying force.

"CRACK!"

The crisp sound of breaking bones rang out as Chuck was sent flying like a ragdoll, slamming into the wall.

Just as Chen Erbao was about to finish him off, his body suddenly swayed.

He looked down and saw that his left leg had already turned black and purple.

'Damn it, the blade was poisoned!'

Chen Erbao quickly halted, pressed several acupoints on his leg, then picked up a nearby bamboo pole and hurled it at Chuck.

Ignoring his broken arms, Chuck rolled away wretchedly again, narrowly dodging the attack. He then threw out a small black ball. With a "BANG!", a thick, acrid black smoke filled the air.

By the time Chen Erbao backed away from the smoke and looked again, Chuck had vanished.

"Shit!"

Chen Erbao was truly speechless.

'This old bastard really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.'

'A surprise attack with a hidden Dagger is one thing, but he even has a professional escape artist's smoke bomb?'

'This is just like the Japanese ninjas' Escape Techniques you see on TV!'

"You old bastard, if I ever see you again, I'll beat you to death!"

Chen Erbao had paid the price for his inexperience today. He was mostly used to dealing with small fries. Suddenly facing a combat expert like this, even though his raw power was far greater, he had still almost been taken out.

After cursing a bit, Chen Erbao checked his left leg. He found it was just some low-grade poison, which he healed instantly with a surge of Spiritual Qi.

The wound on his leg, however, would need a couple of days to heal.

It was only then that Chen Erbao belatedly realized the man's Dagger was no ordinary weapon.

With his current physical strength, while he might not be able to stop a bullet, an ordinary sword or blade shouldn't have been able to cut him at all. And yet, Chuck's Dagger had easily broken through his defenses.

Chen Erbao walked straight back to the Land Rover, opened the door, and checked on Zhang Yiyi. Seeing she had only fainted, he placed his hands on her ample chest and began to channel Spiritual Qi into her.

The Spiritual Qi cultivated through the Joyful Technique was inherently supportive in nature. Not only could it enhance one's Bedroom Technique, but it also had auxiliary effects like healing.

As for combat methods, those were separately recorded Immortal Techniques and Divine Abilities, of which there were many varieties.

Chen Erbao used to think there was no need to cultivate so many of them, but tonight's events served as a wake-up call. He wasn't invincible yet!

Putting aside everything else, as his business grew, he was bound to offend all sorts of people. It was entirely possible some idiot would hire someone to come after him with a gun.

If his strength remained at this level, one bullet would be all it took!

An unprecedented sense of urgency washed over him.

"I've been a bit too lax with my Cultivation..." Chen Erbao muttered to himself.

As a continuous stream of Spiritual Power washed over her, Zhang Yiyi let out a soft moan and slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes and froze.

She saw Chen Erbao's large hands pressed against her two snowy peaks, and the searing temperature was even causing her sensitive nipples to harden!

Zhang Yiyi sat up abruptly, clutching her chest as she backed away. "Er Bao, you..."

She seemed panicked. Recalling how she had suddenly fainted, she thought Chen Erbao might have drugged her!

She quickly looked down and saw that her clothes were still perfectly intact.

"..."

One look at Zhang Yiyi's expression and Chen Erbao knew her mind had gone to a dirty place. "What are you thinking? Am I that kind of person?"

"Then just now..."

Zhang Yiyi felt that Chen Erbao really didn't seem like that kind of person. Besides, they were already in a relationship. It was bound to happen sooner or later, so there was no need for him to be so hasty.

"You were poisoned just now. It's my fault you got dragged into this..."

Chen Erbao explained what had happened, only replacing Ma Qiming with "a business rival" in his story.

Zhang Yiyi was stunned. "Is your line of business always this dangerous?"

It felt like she was watching a movie.

Chen Erbao sighed. "It's mainly because of a personal grudge... It's fine now. I've taken care of the guy. Let me take you home first. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow!"

"Okay."

After the incident, both of them grew much quieter. It wasn't until the car stopped downstairs from Zhang Yiyi's apartment that she spoke to Chen Erbao with a hint of worry. "You have to be careful out there. Let me know as soon as you get back!"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. You take care of yourself..."

They shared a tender moment before ending the night's story with a kiss.

Watching Zhang Yiyi go upstairs, Chen Erbao rolled up his pant leg. Seeing the flesh of the wound was still raw and exposed, he sighed.

'Where can I get a good weapon?'

'It feels like I'm at a disadvantage without one!'

'What if my opponent comes at me with a two-meter-long greatsword? One hit and I'd die on the spot!'

Putting the matter aside for the time being, Chen Erbao drove to the building where Lin Zhiqing's dorm was.

Ever since the factory in the suburbs started operations, Lin Zhiqing had quit her job at the Medicine King Hall in Cyan Mountain Town to become the Hall's representative for the Dream Fantasia mud mask. Because of this, she had been staying in Hongyuan City.

"Zhiqing, come on down. I'm waiting for you downstairs. We're going out for the night."

"Okay... Let me just tell Sister Xiaoqing."

Lin Zhiqing was a little shy, but she still agreed.

After all, leaving to spend the night with Chen Erbao right in front of Bai Xiaoqing felt a bit strange to her.

Especially since, whenever the two of them discussed private matters recently, Bai Xiaoqing would always ask her how Chen Erbao performed in bed...

This had put her a little on guard!