I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Chapter 499 - 308: No Money? Can’t You Borrow? (Part 2)

If he had proposed such a condition to them, they might even suspect he was colluding with Li Dingjie to extort them.

But Luo Yingning was different. Her obsession and fixation on him were unparalleled by any other Poison Cultivator at the moment.

No matter how harsh the conditions, as long as it was within her power, Luo Yingning would definitely agree.

’Besides, the real sucker footing the bill was Mu Wanrou anyway...’

"Impossible!" Mu Wanrou could no longer maintain her composure.

She had always been known for her elegance. No matter how unreasonably Luo Yingning had pestered her before, Mu Wanrou had always managed to stay calm.

But now, she couldn’t hold it together anymore. She was even starting to suspect, ’Are this shameless pair colluding to set a trap for me?!’

Luo Yingning slowly turned and stared at her. "Don’t tell me you can’t even come up with two hundred thousand Immortal Fate?"

She didn’t flare up like before, but Mu Wanrou knew this woman well enough.

She understood that the more Luo Yingning suppressed her emotions while speaking, the more she was burning with rage inside.

"Yingning, my expenses for Foundation Establishment were already immense..." Mu Wanrou said, her voice fraught with exhaustion.

"Answer me directly. Do you have two hundred thousand Immortal Fate right now or not?"

"I really don’t..."

Hearing this, before Luo Yingning could say anything more, Zou Feng cut in impatiently, "No money?"

"If you don’t have the fucking money, you should’ve said so earlier! Wasting my time!"

"I heard Li Dingjie even held an auction. I’ll just go find the bidders one by one. I refuse to believe no one can afford this two hundred thousand..."

With that, he made a show of turning to leave.

"Wait!"

Luo Yingning grew anxious. She first called out to stop Zou Feng, then took a deep breath, continuing to suppress her anger as she addressed Mu Wanrou. "Senior Sister Mu, with your connections, gathering two hundred thousand shouldn’t be difficult."

"I’m only asking you this one time. If this really can’t be done, then the bond between us is over."

"I have... other ways to get this two hundred thousand myself..."

Hearing this, Mu Wanrou wished she could just slap her across the face.

But she had already invested so much in Luo Yingning. If she really let her go just like that, the sunk costs would be too great.

Not to mention, all her previous plans would be for nothing.

Mu Wanrou’s mind raced. In the end, she chose to trust True Monarch Tianyan.

’After all, there’s no way True Monarch Tianyan would collude with Zou Feng to extort me.’

"Yingning, don’t be anxious. I... I’ll figure something out."

After speaking, she took out her Token and began a series of operations.

"If you’re going to scrape the money together, please hurry up. In another half an hour, it’ll be time for my daily dual cultivation," Zou Feng urged.

He actually wanted to laugh.

’After all, this time, these two big shots on the rankings were clearly going to lose everything they put in.’

’Speaking of which, Mu Wanrou really knew how to endure. It made it even more suspicious that she had ulterior motives for Luo Yingning.’

’But she’s not a Poison Cultivator, so could it be that she also wants Luo Yingning’s Heavenly Corpse Bone?’

Luo Yingning was right; with Mu Wanrou’s connections, gathering two hundred thousand Immortal Fate was indeed not difficult.

Before long, she looked up again, practically gritting her teeth as she said, "Draw up the contract!"

Zou Feng had already prepared the corresponding contract. He sent it directly to Luo Yingning using his Token.

Soon, a contract notarized by the Celestial Dao Cauldron was established.

The two hundred thousand Immortal Fate arrived in his account.

"Thanks, pleasure doing business with you!"

"Oh, by the way, if I’m lucky enough to survive this time, we can still do other deals."

"When the time comes, if you want to lick the poison off any part of me, as long as the Immortal Fate is right, everything is negotiable!"

With that, he turned and left.

Luo Yingning stared at Zou Feng with a sinister gaze and said in a low voice, "You won’t live!"

Zou Feng gave a noncommittal shrug, and with a flicker of movement, he vanished.

He didn’t go looking for other Poison Cultivators to pull the same trick, engaging in some kind of "multiple mortgages on one body" scheme.

After all, a transaction like this had to be notarized by the Celestial Dao Cauldron.

And since his corpse had just been mortgaged once, the Celestial Dao Cauldron would not approve any similar contracts.

So there was no way to go and trick anyone else.

Returning to the Hongxing Inn, Zou Feng followed his routine, cultivating the Dragon and Tiger Kan and Li Skill with Gongsun Jinghong and Teng County for an hour. Then, as evening fell, he headed towards the Earthly Fiend Gully.

As for Mu Wanrou’s two hundred thousand Immortal Fate, he had, of course, already used it all to place a bet.

The thirty thousand he had gathered earlier, however, was for another purpose...

He had no intention of underestimating True Monarch Tianyan.

The Great Face Reading Skill couldn’t possibly be that useless.

So, it was time to really mess with Li Dingjie...

Navigating the familiar path into the depths of the Earthly Fiend Gully, Zou Feng first spent some time cultivating the Fiend-Guiding Art as usual.

Once his Cultivation was complete, he took out several small vials.

These vials contained the Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pills he had recently purchased via his Token.

Taking this Pill allowed a Cultivator to be more focused during Cultivation or when breaking through to a new Realm, helping them concentrate to the fullest.

When facing a powerful enemy, taking an increased dose not only boosted focus but could also send a Cultivator into a berserk-like state. Both their physical strength and Spiritual Qi Cultivation would be greatly enhanced for a short period, allowing them to turn the tables in a perilous situation.

The Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pill could assist in Cultivation and save one’s life at a critical moment. It was truly a fine Pill, an essential for home, travel, murder, and arson.

However, this Pill had two fatal flaws.

The first flaw was that it was expensive.

After all, with such great effects, it couldn’t possibly be cheap.

And the second flaw was that this stuff was extremely addictive.

Especially after taking a large dose at once, the addictive effects and subsequent side effects would multiply.

Therefore, even Core Disciples, who weren’t short on money, wouldn’t dare to take a large dose of this Pill at once.

But Zou Feng, naturally, had no such concerns.

The small vials of Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pills on him right now had cost him a full thirty thousand Immortal Fate.

He didn’t actually intend to use them for Cultivation, but rather...

To turn Li Dingjie into a junkie!

’Just imagine: if Li Dingjie’s pill addiction flared up during the match on the Dao Discussion Platform, how could I possibly fail to kill the Reincarnated Sword Emperor?’

Zou Feng had his reasons for choosing this method to torment Li Dingjie.

While there were many other ways to mess with Li Dingjie, if he went too far and made Li Dingjie feel obviously unwell, the match could be postponed or even canceled.

After all, Li Dingjie probably wasn’t so arrogant that he would still dare to step onto the Dao Discussion Platform with a headache and fever, or while liable to get diarrhea at any moment.

Furthermore, if Li Dingjie showed obvious problems before the match, his backer, the True Disciple Lu Guanghua, would definitely intervene to help him get rid of those negative conditions.

With a True Disciple taking action, the side effects Zou Feng could currently inflict would likely be insignificant.

Therefore, transferring obvious side effects would most likely not work.

But the Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pill could definitely slip under the radar.

After all, the side effects of this stuff weren’t apparent at first.

Initially, one would instead feel enlightened and greatly invigorated, able to achieve twice the results with half the effort in everything they did.

When the time came, Li Dingjie would only feel that the closer the match got, the better his condition became, as if he had suddenly comprehended the Dao and his strength was advancing by leaps and bounds.

He might even get the illusion that "the heavens are on my side."

But once the Pill’s effects wore off, the ensuing fatigue, depression, and the heart-and-liver-clawing urgency to take *something* would overwhelm him...

’Tonight, I’m definitely going to get Brother Li unbelievably high!’

Letting out a couple of sinister chuckles, Zou Feng tilted his head back and swallowed an entire bottle of Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pills.

’Chug a whole bottle, get the addiction started first.’

’After that, as soon as I feel the Pill’s effects wearing off, I’ll immediately take a few more to maintain them.’

In short, the plan was to keep Brother Li in a "so fucking high" state of excitement from tonight all the way until noon tomorrow, right before he stepped onto the Dao Discussion Platform.

’Once the time is right, I’ll stop taking the Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pills. Then Brother Li, who was supposed to stride onto the Dao Discussion Platform with his head held high, swaggering arrogantly, will probably find his legs turning to jelly, his whole body feeling like ants are crawling all over it...’

’Could the Great Face Reading Skill possibly predict this series of schemes?’

Zou Feng sneered continuously as he chewed a mouthful of Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pills.

’True Monarch Tianyan can’t possibly see through the wonders of the List of Gods. I’m afraid he’ll only see the change in the stars’ alignment after I’m on the Dao Discussion Platform, and by then, it will be too late!’