Chapter 46 Death Point

Li Zhen stood up from his seat and walked up to the youth, staring directly into his eyes. However, the youth still kept his eyes lowered, showing no expression or reaction, as if Li Zhen didn't exist.
Lizhen couldn't help but get angry, she had never dared to disrespect her like this before.
Lizhen raised her hand to strike the young man, but Mengjia, who was behind her, spoke up.
"Master Li, this young man is elegant and calm, he has always been fearless."
Li Zhen put down her hand and turned to look at Meng Jia.
Meng Jia continued, "But everyone has a weakness in this world."
The young man frowned slightly.
Seeing this, Li Zhen confidently returned to her seat and said, "It seems that Jing Yao has a solution."
Meng Jiadao: "It is said that this young man was picked up by Wen Xuan and often travels with him. Therefore, this young master should not ignore Wen Xuan's life and death."
Choi Yeon-joo said, "Not only that, the Choi family has a lead that this gentleman once held a baby in his arms. I wonder if the gentleman cares about the life and death of this baby?"
The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still had no expression.
With a wave of Li Zhen's hand, "Bring Wen Xuan here."
The young man's breath quickened for a moment, but soon calmed down, which was noticed by Meng Jia.
Soon, Wen Xuan was carried in by someone.
Although it has only been one day since our separation, Wen Xuan has already changed completely.
His clothes hang tattered on his body, with whip marks that have not yet healed. Some wounds have peeled open, revealing the white bones beneath, while others have scabbed over and are covered in dust. His hands and feet hang limply, lifeless.
The young boy's eyelids suddenly lifted as he coldly stared at Li Zhen.
Li Zhen smiled and said, "Oh, you can see me now. I didn't do much, just used the venom-dipped whip of Fei Xiao to fiercely lash him, while Yan Shu broke all the bones in his body, causing his tendons to sever."
After listening to Li Zhen's words, the boy felt an unprecedented emotion inside his body, a mix of anger and sadness. Having spent peaceful days in the deserted mountains for so long, even after leaving the mountain, he had never experienced such anger and sadness. Along with this emotion, his physical spiritual power was also stirred up. The spiritual power, driven by anger, surged through his meridians, continuously colliding with the seal set by Feixiao. Each collision caused the boy intense pain.
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood sprayed from the boy's throat, causing his whole body to tremble in pain. In an instant, he felt the flow of his spiritual power throughout his body become smooth and unhindered, and the pain subsided.
Seeing the boy coughing up blood, everyone in the room was somewhat surprised. Li Zhen asked, "Young master, are you injured?"
The boy remained indifferent and placed his hand on Wen Xuan's wrist. As Li Zhen had said, Wen Xuan's meridians were completely severed, and all of his bones were broken. If left untreated, he would undoubtedly die within two hours.
The boy's heart was stabbed like a knife, even more painful than the impact of the spiritual power just now. The boy covered Wen Xuan's palm with his own palm, sending the surging spiritual power into Wen Xuan's body.
Everyone saw the young man crouching next to Wen Xuan and assumed he was checking on Wen Xuan's injuries. Cui Yichen said, "Both of you will ultimately die, it doesn't matter who dies first."
Wen Xuan felt a strong and mellow spiritual power surging from his palms, penetrating through the seven apertures and every part of his body, and finally converging in the Dantian. At the same time, his body gradually relaxed.
Wen Xuanwei opened his eyes and called out, "Young master."
The crowd was shocked. Cui Yichen said, "You, what kind of sorcery do you have? He was almost dead! How could he come back to life?"
The young boy increased his speed, sending more of his spiritual power into Wen Xuan's body. Wen Xuan's consciousness gradually recovered, and his spiritual platform also became clear. However, his body still couldn't move, only his eyes could turn, and his mouth could speak.
Xiao Fei approached the young man in a few steps and reached out to knock off his hand resting on Wen Xuan's palm. However, the young man blocked it with his other hand. Seeing this, Cui Yanshu attacked the young man from the other side. Together, they forced the young man away from Wen Xuan's side.
Meng Jiadao: "What a pure and powerful spiritual energy! It can restore consciousness to the dying."
Cui Yichen said: "Aunt! Let me absorb his spiritual energy! This belongs to me!"
Li Zhen said: "His spiritual energy is good, but what's even better is spiritual essence."
Wen Xuan smiled and lay there, saying, "No matter how good Linghua is, it has nothing to do with you, Master Li!"
Li Zhen said, "Master Wen, save some energy! Recover and reincarnate!"
After speaking, Su Xiaohan gave a signal to Cui Yanshu, and Cui Yanshu took out a small bottle from a box nearby and said, "This is venom extracted from eighty-two poisonous snakes, Clan Leader Wen, you're really lucky."
While talking, I walked over to Wen Xuan.
Lizhen looked at the young man and said, "If you don't tell me where Linghua is, I will send him on his way today."
Wen Xuan smiled and said, "Master, I never imagined that one day I would become a burden to you. I would rather kill myself than let you hand Linghua over to such a person and cause trouble in the world."
The boy's forehead furrowed tightly as the sword of Feixiao was held horizontally against his neck.
Lizhen said, "Young master, you don't have much time left."
The boy still did not respond.
With a wave of his hand, Li Zhen poured all the venom into Wen Xuan's mouth, and then threw the bottle away. He clapped his hands and said, "I forgot to tell you, this venom has no antidote, and it won't cause instant death. It will take twelve hours for the intestines to rot and the person to die."
As soon as Wen Xuan's body recovered some strength in the spirit energy, the venom flowed down his throat. Wherever it flowed, there was intense pain. In an instant, Wen Xuan's face turned black.
Meng Jia said at this time, "Sir, it's better to quickly reveal the whereabouts of Linghua and spare Master Wen from further suffering."
Wen Xuan said, "Shut your mouth! So it turns out the Cui family from Boling and the Meng family from Huayin have long been colluding with the Li family from Hanshan!"
Lizhen said: "You know it too late, Master Wen. You are about to die. It is the young master who gave you all his spiritual power, but you still won't survive."
Wen Xuan twitched in pain, but still smiled and said: "Master Li, let's make a bet. You won't succeed."
Lí Zhēn also smiled, "My Lí family has been renowned throughout the world for hundreds of years. The Cuī family from Bó Líng and the Mèng family from Huá Yín are willing to lend a hand to the Lí family and build a great cause together. Why not? Besides, Wén, let me make it clear to you. Ten years ago, the Lí family from Hán Shān, the Cuī family from Bó Líng, and the Mèng family from Huá Yín already formed an alliance. If it weren't for the former patriarch of the Mèng family going astray, ten years ago, the world would already be under the control of our three families."
Wen Xuan spat out a mouthful of black blood and said, "My father, my uncle's death, did you all have a part in it?"
Meng Jia said, "Master Wen, think about it. The technique of absorbing the spiritual power of cultivators to prolong life is an ultimate skill of the Han Mountain Li Clan. It was my father who invited your father and uncle to Huashan for a meeting. It was the Boling Cui Clan who provided the poison powder for assassination. So, you tell me, do we have a part in it?"
With that said, everyone burst into laughter.