Chapter 405: Withering Heart (2/2)

Shi Mingbei's expression contorted in pain. Her beautiful face was no longer visible under the torturing pain she felt. She gritted her teeth, her right hand reaching for her waist! She did not know how the other person noticed. She should have used an even stronger alchemy substance.

She finally reached her waist, but stopped abruptly, her entire body freezing like a statue. She dared not move. A large bead of sweat trickled down from the tip of her nose. Her face was white as a sheet, and her eyes were filled with terror!

A jet black spearhead was less than a millimeter away from the tip of her nose!

She could even see the patterns on the spearhead, and the unique scent that came from the black spearhead.

Being admitted to May's Night Ridge implied that the Shi Family was an exemplary in the field of alchemy. As one of the more capable members of the Shi Family, Shi Mingbei was of course well versed in alchemy.

She knew exactly how dangerous the poison on the tip of the spearhead was! She did know the exact components of the alchemy substance on the spearhead, but that did not stop her from deducing its effects. She could tell that even a tiny scratch on her skin from the spearhead would kill her before she could even reach for the antidote.

The spearhead stopped less than a millimeter away from the tip of her nose. The air around her seemed to stop flowing. Already she had forgotten the pain from her injury as she stared at the spearhead, the symbol of death. She dared not move a muscle, in case her opponent thought she was fighting back. Any minor movement from her enemy would give her a fatal ending.

Her back was drenched with sweat as she felt a chill down her spine.

She watched without moving as the spearhead moved downwards slowly.

The spearhead finally stopped at her waist.

Rip! She felt a chill at her waist. As the spearhead lightly graced her skin, she felt goosebumps all over her, and the terror in her eyes intensified.

The spearhead had ripped a large hole in her clothing, and the fair skin underneath attracted the eyes of passersby like bees to honey.

Ye Chong's eyes were cold and emotionless. He bent down and began to search Shi Mingbei's waist with careful movements. Even while bending down, his other hand was holding the wooden spear steadily, as though his two shoulders belonged to two different human beings.

To the passersby, it was easy to mistake the situation as that of a young man using a wooden spear to threaten the young lady and take advantage of her.

”You wretched b*stard, how dare you act so recklessly? Stop now!” A loud cry interrupted the silence around them. This same script is used for every opening act of chivalry, no matter the era.

Ye Chong did not seem to hear the voice at all.

Shi Mingbei's was growing more and more scared. The person in front of her was too terrifying, and impossibly calm! The loud reproach did not seem to affect him at all. Both his hands were still working steadily, and she could see that he was still moving carefully as before. The spearhead did not waver from its position.

She very much regretted her actions right now.

Ye Chong searched carefully. An alchemist's pouches or bags were very dangerous to mess with. Lethal poisons and the like were often part of their belongings.

Finally, he found it. Ye Chong felt relieved.

In the third row of bags, sixth from the left, Ye Chong poured out some light green powder. As the powder was poured out, the air was filled with a pungent smell. However, Ye Chong poured all the green powder into his mouth without hesitation.

”Who are you?” Even with her unnatural pale face, Shi Mingbei could not help but ask. That this man had noticed her secretly administering Withering Heart and managed to find the cure for it meant that he was no ordinary person.

However, Withering Heart was a concoction unique to May's Night Ridge. How could he know about it? Even she, from the Shi Family, had never heard of the chemical before joining May's Night Ridge.

Withering Heart was a peculiar drug. Once a person inhaled it, that person's heart would stop beating after 24 hours, and there would be no traces of the drug being used. That person's death would by all accounts seem natural.

Every new family that joined May's Night Ridge would be gifted some formulae from the Ridge Council. These formulae could help the new residents improve themselves quickly. Withering Heart was one of the formulae.

Ye Chong straightened himself, his eyes never leaving Shi Mingbei's waist. The cold, emotionless look in his eyes made Shi Mingbei's heart race in fear.

”B*stard! You hear me?” The man who cried earlier roared in anger when he saw Ye Chong ignoring him.

”Tell me, why?” Ye Chong's flat voice had a chilling undertone.