Chapter 2377: Crazy

This was Salameh's true goal. After years of meticulous planning, to fail at the last moment—how could she accept that?

The opponent had initially promised to spare her and Mogard's lives, but now everything was lost. What good would it do her to live?

After much thought, the only slim chance of survival was to go to the Sealed World. Her father, the Lord of Slaughter, was still alive there, and with his help, everything could still be turned around!

Zuan finally understood her intentions. He was astonished by the woman's ruthlessness and regretted his own carelessness.

Jiang Luofu was equally remorseful: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't lost my composure, this woman would never have deceived me!"

"I didn't lie to you; I merely chose my words carefully," Salameh said with a hint of triumph. "Otherwise, how could your truth-detecting artifact not have picked anything up just now?"

Zuan and Jiang Luofu's hearts stirred. She had indeed mentioned a way to suppress the Innate Calamity Poisonous Sacred Body. It now seemed it wasn't the poison-warding pearl, but another method she knew.

With this thought, he extended his sword tip, resting it against Salameh's chin. "Tell me the method, and I'll take you to the Sealed World."

Feeling the coldness and murderous intent from the blade, Salameh's hair stood on end. Though her whole body trembled uncontrollably, she gritted her teeth and insisted, "No, first take me to that world and promise to release us; then I'll tell you."

"Do you think I'm as untrustworthy as you?" Zuan's voice grew colder.

"This is my last hope; I can't take even the slightest risk!" Salameh said, gritting her teeth.

Zuan turned his head directly to the Chronicler of Ages on the other side. "Did you know from the beginning that the poison-warding pearl would have an adverse effect?"

The Chronicler of Ages quickly waved his hand. "I truly didn't know."

The other's gaze seemed truly murderous; he didn't want to get involved.

"As a Chronicler of Ages, you record all events across the myriad realms of the universe. How could you not know?" Zuan didn't believe him at all, his intense killing intent already fixed on the Chronicler.

The Chronicler of Ages quickly took out a book and a pen, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. "Your Excellency, you truly misunderstand. We Chroniclers of Ages do record major events throughout the world, but each chronicler specializes in different fields. I, for one, am not knowledgeable about poisons. I've only heard some rumors about the Innate Calamity Poisonous Sacred Body; I truly didn't know the poison-warding pearl would have an adverse effect."

"Then do you know how to suppress the Innate Calamity Poisonous Sacred Body?" Zuan asked urgently.

The Chronicler of Ages shook his head. "I don't know."

Feeling the other's gaze turn colder, he quickly added, "However, other Chroniclers of Ages should know."

"Then help me ask around. I'll owe you a favor," Zuan urged.

The Chronicler of Ages gave a bitter smile. "We Chroniclers of Ages are scattered across the myriad realms of the universe, and each of our identities is highly confidential. I don't know the identities of other chroniclers or where they are now. Only every hundred years do we hold a grand assembly to exchange and organize major events that have occurred across the universe during that century. The next meeting is still fifty-two years away."

Zuan was speechless.

Fifty-two years—by then, it would be far too late.

Salameh, standing nearby, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "So, as long as you agree to my terms, I'll tell you the suppression method. Why wouldn't you?"

"Alright!" Zuan pondered for a moment, then nodded.

At this point, it was the only option.

Hearing his agreement, a triumphant smile couldn't help but appear on Salameh's lips.

What rubbish about being a World Lord or an unparalleled expert! In the end, weren't they still played right into this young lady's hands!

Just then, Zuan flicked his finger, and a pill shot directly into her mouth.

She had been smiling and was completely unprepared. The pill went straight into her throat. She tried to cough it out, but an invisible hand held her jaw, forcing her to swallow it whole.

"What did you make me eat?" Salameh was both startled and furious.

Rage points from Salameh +110,110,110...

"Life-and-Death Pill," Zuan said coldly.

Salameh's face changed. She had just witnessed firsthand how miserable the Grand Elder of the True Demon Clan and others had become after being poisoned by it.

Before she could think further, the effects of the Life-and-Death Pill began to manifest.

"Agh! Agh! Agh!"

She screamed in agony, falling to the ground and rolling about.

Pei Mianman was startled, quickly sheathing her sword and moving a little farther away from him.

Salameh frantically clawed at her body. Soon, several bloody scratches appeared on her neck and face, as if she were trying to tear off her own skin.

"Miss!" Mogard's eyes were red with fury at the sight. He wanted to go and help, but he was held firmly in place.

The True Demon clan elders nearby swallowed, the woman's horrific state reminding them of their own recent suffering. This poison was truly terrifying.

They secretly glanced at Ji Xiaoxi. The Innate Calamity Poisonous Sacred Body was indeed terrifying.

Such a delicate and seemingly weak young girl, yet the poison she had developed was so dreadful.

"Zuan, quickly give Miss the antidote! If you have the guts, come at me!" Mogard roared, veins bulging, staring intently at Zuan.

Rage points from Mogard +499,499,499...

With a casual flick, Zuan sent another Life-and-Death Pill directly into Mogard's mouth, which was wide open from roaring.

Mogard: "???"

"Why aren't you playing by the rules, you jerk? At least give Miss the antidote!"

"Agh!"

The poison's effects quickly took hold of him too. He rolled incessantly on the ground, yet still tried to get closer to Salameh, but the itch and pain, as if from his very soul, were utterly unbearable.

Zuan didn't bother to give him another glance. Instead, he walked over to Salameh. "Tell me the method to neutralize the Innate Calamity Poisonous Sacred Body, and I'll give you the antidote!"

Salameh, who had been in extreme agony, now revealed a ferocious, insane smile. "If you don't agree to my terms, I won't tell you even if I die! Agh!!!"

Seeing her rolling maniacally in the grass, everyone couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration.

This woman was ruthless to others, but even more so to herself. She could actually endure such pain.

Zuan remained expressionless, quietly watching her, waiting for her to succumb to the horrifying poison.

But after waiting for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, she still hadn't uttered a single word apart from her moans. Her voice grew weaker and weaker, and her body was covered in bloody scratches.

Zuan frowned and threw a single-use antidote directly in front of her.

In truth, he had other methods of interrogation, such as the Avici Hell, whose torments even many powerful demons had been unable to withstand.

But this time, Ji Xiaoxi's safety was at stake, and he worried that if he truly killed Salameh, she might choose to take everyone down with her.

The poison of the Life-and-Death Pill was no less potent than some tortures in hell, yet this woman could endure it.

He saw a viciousness and resentment on her face that many devils lacked. Having lost everything, she was likely far more resilient than he had imagined.

He didn't want to take any chances concerning Ji Xiaoxi.

Seeing the antidote before her, Salameh snatched it like a drowning person grasping at a straw. She hurriedly shoved it into her mouth, and in her desperation, even some grass was pulled in with it.

Once the antidote was swallowed, she gradually calmed down.

She lay sprawled on the grass in a disheveled state, an arm covering her eyes. A tear trace slipped from the corner of her eye, but a smile played on her lips, a smile of triumph for having gambled everything and finally winning.

Zuan threw another antidote to Mogard, who also recovered.

His gaze towards Zuan and Ji Xiaoxi was filled with fear, while his eyes on Salameh held a complex mix of emotions. He had been utterly unable to bear the pain he'd just experienced; Miss was truly extraordinary...

Seeing Salameh's clothes torn and tattered from her struggles, Pei Mianman frowned, took out a coat, and offered it to her. "Put this on."

"No need for your crocodile tears," Salameh said, tossing the coat to the ground. She sat up, staring intently at Zuan. "It seems you've agreed to my proposal?"