Many of the names on the bamboo slip had been scratched out. But there was one name that was very prominent. The characters were a magenta color, thanks to the blood that had previously run into them but later dried up.2

Crown Prince of Violet and Cyan.10

As Xu Qing looked at the name, his expression was seemingly calm and emotionless. But the hand with which he held his iron skewer tightened imperceptibly. He eventually put the bamboo slip away and looked up into the crimson evening sky. Some time passed, and he turned to the Captain and Yanyan.0

“I’m going into seclusion for a while,” he said quietly.0

Yanyan could tell that his mood had dipped, so she just nodded. 0

Meanwhile, the Captain laughed heartily. “Go ahead, little Ah Qing. With your Elder Brother here, you can safely break through to the three-palace level.”0

“Eldest Brother,” Xu Qing said, “it’s possible that some poison might seep out from the cabin. I wouldn’t get too close. In case something dramatic happens... the two of you should get as far away as possible. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.”0

The Captain had been planning to brag a bit more, but hearing that, he thought for a moment and then went to the other side of the dharmaship. Having dealt with Xu Qing’s poisons on a few occasions, he knew how vicious...9