Immortality: Starts with seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster!

**Chapter 20: Bleeding from Seven Holes, All Poisoned to Death**

At this moment, Luo Chang, Guo Mazi, and others were drinking, reveling in their merriment.

Having resolved their earlier business, Luo Chang was in high spirits, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. 

He imagined the pitiable look on the face of the unruly fisherman, eagerly anticipating the spectacle.

Guo Mazi beside him was equally excited, sensing the opportunity to make a fortune.

Perhaps that boy's awning boat would fall into his hands as well.

If sold, it could fetch at least a dozen or twenty taels. 

Luo Chang might not have been impressed by such a small sum, but he recognized its value; after all, a little accumulates into a lot.

"Um?"

Suddenly, as Luo Chang took a sip of wine, he felt an itch in his nose and sneezed violently.

With a harsh puff, a torrent of blood erupted from his nostrils, staining the area red.

"Brother Luo, why are you vomiting blood?" 

Everyone was taken aback upon witnessing this horrifying scene, gazing at Luo Chang in terror.

"What do you mean, vomiting blood? I'm perfectly healthy! How could I be vomiting blood for no reason?"

"No, wait! I really am..." Luo Chang's voice trailed off as he touched his face, only to realize that his hand was drenched in blood.

What terrified him even more was the growing realization that it wasn't just his nose that was bleeding; blood poured from his mouth, eyes, ears, and now all seven orifices.

An unimaginable agony spread through his body—a torment he had never felt before. It was as if his insides were being torn apart by countless ants.

This was the first time Luo Chang had experienced something like this in his life.

"Poison? Am I poisoned? Who could have poisoned me?"

Shock, anger, and fear coursed through him.

Luo Chang was still relatively young, with numerous women he had yet to enjoy; he didn't want to die now.

He desperately wished to stand; he wanted to escape and find help.

But as he attempted to rise, his body wavered, and he collapsed to the ground, dizzy. He could hardly steady himself, let alone take another step.

He longed to shout for assistance, hoping someone nearby might hear his desperate cries.

But soon he realized his throat was constricted, and blood was gushing forth, rendering him utterly silent.

"Who is it? Who wants to kill me?"

Luo Chang felt a deep despair wash over him. As the son of an elder in the Dragon King Gang, he had a promising future; how could he face his end here? Who was the scoundrel that dared to poison him?

Instinctively, he peered out the door and spotted a familiar figure standing outside: Xiao Fan!

How was that possible? Could this untouchable have poisoned him? How on earth had this bastard accomplished such a feat?!

He reached out a hand in a weak plea, trying desperately to beg for mercy, hoping Xiao Fan would spare his life.

If he had known this man was capable of such cruelty, he would never have dared to offend him.

Now he was consumed by regret, his insides twisted with remorse.

But it was far too late to express any of it.

With a thud, his body slumped to the ground, eyes wide open, unable even to close them.

At that moment, he was already dead from the poison.

"I… I'm going to die too?!"

"No! I can't die! Not now!"

"I still want to rise to power in this world and become a warrior. How can I die now?"

Guo Mazi felt the impending doom as well. He grasped at his neck with both hands, choking as the toxins from the three centipedes and five toads' smoke rapidly spread through him, causing his body to darken.

He never thought he would be poisoned, let alone realize when it had happened.

Though he was a lesser person, he held grand ambitions, hoping to dominate the world and become a formidable warrior.

Flattery and sycophancy were merely means to his end.

He had never minded using any means at his disposal, bullying the weak and currying favor with the strong.

But now, it is all over.

If he died, nothing would remain.

Who would poison a small fry like him, and why?

The depths of his eyes conveyed an immense sense of reluctance and regret.

But it was too late for such thoughts.

With a thud, he too fell to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, lifeless.

It wasn't just Guo Mazi and Luo Chang in that room.

One by one, the remaining Dragon King Gang members succumbed to the poison, unable to cry out for help.

They perished in that room, poisoned to death.

"Are they all dead?"

At this moment, Xiao Fan observed the scene inside the house and felt a wave of emotion wash over him.

Indeed, the poisonous smoke from Cao's Poison Classic was extraordinarily potent.

While a strong warrior might withstand it due to their robust physique, any weak warrior or ordinary person would be utterly defenseless.

Just a few breaths could spell death.

But Xiao Fan did not rush inside.

According to the records of Cao's Poison Classic, he needed to wait at least five minutes for the smoke to dissipate, or he risked being poisoned himself.

So he practiced patience.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Fan opened the door and stepped inside, where he was greeted by the sight of sixteen corpses sprawled across the floor.

Each of their eyes were wide open, clearly unwilling to accept their fate.

Especially Luo Chang and Guo Mazi—they had fought desperately to escape, hoping to send a distress signal to the outside world.

Unfortunately, the poison had struck too swiftly.

They hadn't even had time to call for help before succumbing to its lethal effects.

"It is indeed the three centipedes and five toads' smoke. It's even more terrifying than I imagined."

Xiao Fan reflected quietly. Although he had read about this poison in Cao's Poison Classic, witnessing its actual impact still surprised him.

More than a dozen members of the Dragon King Gang had been effortlessly poisoned to death, without any effort on his part.

This was the power of poison—capable of achieving what otherwise required great strength.

Had he acted personally, not to mention the possibility of killing them all, the commotion would have undoubtedly alerted the entire Dragon King Gang stationed at the fish farm.

In that case, escape would have been nearly impossible.

It could only be said that this was indeed an opportunity of eighth-grade caliber, significantly aiding him.

"If that's the case, perhaps I can give some of this poisonous smoke to Yaoyao for her self-defense."

Xiao Fan's thoughts turned to Mu Qingyao.

Since the events of the day, he had been considering her safety.

Originally, he intended for her to practice martial arts and gain strength.

However, the results of martial arts could take a considerable time to manifest, and Mu Qingyao may lack the talent for martial training.

After some contemplation, he concluded that it would be wiser to equip her with poison for defense.

If she ever encountered threats at home, deploying the three centipede and five toad smoke could allow her to defend herself, likely poisoning any intruders instantly.

This method proved far more effective than martial arts training.

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