Chapter 818 — The Last Trump Card
~Date: November 4th~
Yang Mo was rather baffled by the Right Elder's behavior—why had the fellow stopped halfway through his sentence?
But when he saw the Right Elder pull out a sheet of paper and begin to leaf through it, Yang Ce understood in an instant why this man, even after losing his memory, could still remember his own name. Because on that paper—which Yang Ce could see clearly through his clairvoyant ability—was written in bold characters: "Great Enemy Yang Ce," five large words, and below that, explanations of methods to deal with Yang Juehuan and why Yang Ce was his enemy.
Though Yang Ce was somewhat speechless at the Right Elder's methods, he could not help but admire the man's resourcefulness. To use such a method to record his hatred—otherwise, it probably would not be long before he remembered nothing at all.
But with this paper to aid him, the Right Elder could constantly remind himself that he had an enemy named Yang Ce...
After glancing at the paper a few times, the Right Elder said, "Yang Ce, you schemed in every way to trap me, to destroy me, to eliminate me—but you never expected this, did you? I used this method to remember you! Don't think that just because you turned Dong Jun against me and had him use the Swift Cicada Gu to turn me into an idiot, I'm helpless against you!
You never thought I'd have a trick like this, did you? How about that, Yang Ce? I forced myself to remember one thing every day—that you are my great enemy, that all my failures were caused by you. I don't care about anyone else, so I will have my revenge on you!
And now, I've done it! Yang Ce, you don't know what that black mist I just released was, do you? You don't know what consequences it will bring once it enters your body, do you?"
"What consequences?" Yang Wenru asked with a frown.
Because the Right Elder had spoken, Yang Ce had no choice but to shift his attention back to him, not daring to continue reading the contents of that paper—he feared the Right Elder might pull some other trick.
So Yang Ce truly did not know what that black mist was, nor what consequences it would produce.
"Haha, let me tell you! That black mist is actually the Gu poison of the modified Vajra Gu, which I forced out of my body!" The Right Elder laughed heartily. "The poison of the modified Vajra Gu doesn't exist in the form of a Gu insect. Using a secret technique, I forced out a portion of it and merged it into your body! But don't worry—though it's only a portion, once inside your body it will continuously and rapidly multiply and grow, and very soon you'll be just like me, a possessor of the incomplete Vajra Gu. And there's no cure for you! Hahahaha!"
"The incomplete Vajra Gu? You forced out a portion and infected me with it?" Yang Xutang understood the Right Elder's meaning, but was somewhat puzzled as to what he intended by this—how was this supposed to be a method of revenge?
"Yes! Yang Ce, your memory can't be that bad, can it? Remember what I said just a moment ago? My yesterday is your tomorrow!" The Right Elder sneered. "Now you too carry the incomplete Vajra Gu. From now on, you'll also have to periodically refine it with the blood of the dead, or you'll die without a doubt—cackle! You've become an evil villain too. Today you want to eliminate me; tomorrow, someone will want to eliminate you because of this! Hahahaha, Yang Ce, accept this fact! Though ordinarily you can substitute animal blood, every so often you must refine it with human blood, or the Gu poison will devour you and you'll die!"
"This is what you call revenge?" Yang Wenru frowned, looking at the Right Elder as he asked.
"Of course! How about it, Yang Ce? My trick of redirecting the flood is quite impressive, isn't it? From now on, you'll become a thorn in others' side too!" the Right Elder said.
"Oh, but didn't I hear you say that once the complete Vajra Gu fuses with the incomplete version, one can both enjoy the incomplete Vajra Gu's formidable power and, like the complete Vajra Gu, no longer need to refine it with blood?" To be honest, after figuring out the Right Elder's revenge plan, Yang Ce found it truly laughable—a man with amnesia really was hopeless!
"Is that so? So what?" The Right Elder's expression shifted slightly. He had a vague sense that he had overlooked something, but his mind was a blank void, and he could remember nothing...
"In that case, you haven't forgotten the purpose for which you originally captured me, have you?" Yang Yanchuan said.
"The purpose for which I captured you?" The Right Elder frowned and quickly pulled several more sheets of paper from his person, flipping through them. When he finished reading, his expression turned even uglier—he seemed to have discovered something amiss. "I... I brought you here to refine the Vajra Gu for me?"
"That's right. I succeeded in refining it, and I ate it myself!" Yang Yuting nodded. "So thank you for giving me the incomplete Vajra Gu! Once I fuse it with the complete Vajra Gu inside me, I'll become truly impervious to blade and spear, immune to fire and water, with no weakness left at all! I'm so grateful to you—thank you!"
"What!" The Right Elder finally understood what he had overlooked. In an instant, he felt a surge of hot blood rush to his brain. In that moment of lucidity before death, he seemed to remember everything—why he had captured Yang Ce, that Yang Ce had refined the Vajra Gu but secretly consumed it for himself, that Dong Jun had planted the Swift Cicada Gu on him, that in his amnesiac state he had written down the name of his enemy Yang Cenbin, and that in his amnesiac state he had found what he believed to be a "perfect" method to deal with Yang Juehuan!
But that method had only paved the way for Yang Ce—not only had it failed to harm him, it had made him even stronger!
At this thought, waves of stifled rage surged in the Right Elder's heart, and a fire shot straight upward. "Pfft"—he spat out a mouthful of blood, then collapsed to the ground with bloody froth and white foam spilling from his mouth, his eyes rolling back as he twitched convulsively...
The sheets of paper in his hands fell to the ground as well, and a gust of wind scattered them into the air...
This sudden turn of events left everyone in the Right Miao Village dumbstruck—the Right Elder had fallen!
Their pillar of spiritual support had collapsed. The strongest existence in the Right Miao Village had fallen. No one could help them now, no one could stand against the Blue Miao Village anymore!
Black Gao and Kun Cun had never expected matters to develop this way in the end either!
They had been quite pleased to see the Right Elder go after Yang Ce the moment he appeared—if he could subdue Yang Ce and take him captive, the Blue Miao Village would have been forced to hold back, and they could have negotiated with them for certain advantages!
But now, everything had turned to naught with the Right Elder's collapse!
Gone—in that single moment, it all came crashing down.
Black Gao and Kun Cun even forgot to keep resisting the Left Elder's attacks, standing there dumbly, unable to utter a word...
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