When Xu Qing noticed the box, his pupils constricted. He had seen two other boxes like this.

The first had been in the possession of Horsefour back in the scavenger basecamp. The second had been with the young merman. To this day, Xu Qing still had no idea what they were. And in all of the shops he had visited in the capital city, he never saw anything like them. [1]

Today, he saw a third one. However, exactly as he laid eyes on it, the First Peak disciple snatched it and put it into his robe. Looking vigilantly at Xu Qing, he, “A hundred mouthfuls of blood were coughed up today; splitting the earnings is what true heroes do.”

“Talk like a normal person,” Xu Qing said coldly, then he waved his hand, activating the dharmaskiff’s defenses and making it impossible for the First Peak disciple to leave.

Seeing this, the First Peak disciple sighed. Then he punched himself in the gut, causing himself to cough up a mouthful of black blood. After confirming that he had been poisoned, he used his secret magic to suppress it, then looked helplessly at Xu Qing. All the while, he mused that people from the Seventh Peak really lacked good character. This guy put poison on his own dharmaskiff?...