From the bottom of his heart, Yuwen Shuo looked down on Zou Feng as a "frog in a well." Of course, he could never comprehend the terrifying heights a Poison Cultivator could reach when their Cultivation came with no side effects.
The Peak Realm was by no means an empty concept.
When Yuwen Shuo had pulled out that small, inscrutable orb, Zou Feng couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, wary as he was of the unknown.
As it turned out, Yuwen Shuo snapped his fingers awkwardly several times in a row, but nothing happened.
Now, Zou Feng could be certain that whatever poison had been added to the wine had already been absorbed by his body as harmless nutrients.
Offering poisoned wine to a Poison Cultivator in the Peak Realm was, in hindsight, equivalent to Yuwen Shuo performing monkey tricks in front of the Monkey King.
"You... You... You used poison?!"
After spitting out a mouthful of dark blood, Yuwen Shuo still wore an expression of utter disbelief.
