Chapter 27: The Old Man Hates Lewd Thieves the Most!

Seeing the young man in the red robe fall, the scholar reached out and immediately felt a corrosive sting, as if his mana was melting like ice and snow.

"What kind of poison is this? It's so powerful!"

The scholar silently withdrew his hand, leaving the young man lying on the ground.

"Lin Wenjun, who have you offended?"

"I was careless. This is not an ordinary mortal poison, but a cultivator's poison concocted by a poison cultivator."

The young man's face was filled with pain and a hint of fear.

"Brother Zhang, save me!"

He had never taken mortal poison seriously before.

After all, even the deadliest of mortal poisons could only harm the fleshly level, attacking the internal organs to cause illness.

But cultivators could use their spiritual sense, and with his mid-stage Qi Cultivation, he could observe the inside of his body to detect the poison and then flush it out with his mana, becoming invulnerable to poison.