My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 626: Turning the Tide Against the Wind

Clang!

Ye Haozhan walked out, and the iron door closed tightly behind him again.

Damn, it's a real rip-off!

Despairing, Qin Yu felt like crying but had no tears, knowing that his identity as the Dragon Gate Leader was his most important amulet. Had he revealed this status openly, most forces would not dare to harm him.

Now things were looking grim. Ye Haozhan had replaced his face with Wu Feng's and erased any trace of his own activities in Wu City.

Once he was dead, he would really be dead without evidence!

What to do?

Qin Yu was not resigned to sit and wait for death. He walked to the iron door and pressed his ear against it. All was quiet, save for the whistling of the wind.

It seemed this place was a forsaken hellhole.

Other than saving himself, there was no chance anyone would pass by.

Boom...

Qin Yu kicked the iron door hard, producing a dull thud. The door must have been very thick. Plus, being poisoned, his body felt hollow without True Qi and he couldn't muster any strength.

Forget it, take one step at a time.

Qin Yu couldn't bother struggling anymore. He sat down cross-legged and began to circulate the Shen Zhao Jing to recover his True Qi.

"Hiss..."

But as soon as he began to exercise his mental method, he could feel the toxic fog that had invaded his body flowing through his muscles, veins, and bones.

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The sensation was like having kerosene spreading just beneath the skin, causing such agony that Qin Yu gasped in pain.

Ye Haozhan had said this toxic fog was extremely potent, almost like a bone-dissolving powder, turning one's muscles and bones into bloody mush, leaving behind only Wu Feng's face in the end.

If...

If he could expel this toxic fog from his body, then perhaps he could turn the tables.

His body had been soaked in medicinal herbal baths by his grandfather since he was young. He wasn't invincible against all poisons, but he was immune to most.

And there was one crucial point the Ye Family never would have anticipated: he had inherited the teachings of the Demonic Path's number one master, Li Jiutian. As a master of the Wu Clan, wouldn't he know how to use poisons?

With this thought, Qin Yu felt a flicker of confidence ignite within him.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain of the poison's corrosion, he directed the last of his True Qi to slowly drive the toxic fog towards his Dantian.

The process was excruciating, as if a steel knife was scraping his bones.

But this was his last hope, and Qin Yu would absolutely not give up.

One minute...

Ten minutes...

Qin Yu's face was contorted with pain, his body drenched in sweat, but his efforts were yielding results.

Slowly, the toxic fog was pushed towards his Dantian, where a ball of Origin True Qi he had cultivated himself resided, along with a ball of black True Qi from Li Jiutian.

Big brother, whether I can survive this or not is all on you now!

Qin Yu once again circulated his True Qi, forcing all the toxic fog into his Dantian.

As expected, the black stream of Qi that he could never control sensed something amiss and began to swirl into action.

Whizz...

The toxic fog was formidable, but in the face of the Demonic Path's top master's True Qi, it was like a helpless bunny caught by a tyrannosaurus, effortlessly pulled and absorbed.

With the black Qi continuously spiraling, the toxic fog was utterly devoured.

Hmph, just as I thought. No matter how potent the toxic fog, it's still no match for the master of the Demonic Path's True Qi.

Unless the fog was concocted by someone even more powerful than Li Jiutian, there would be nothing he could do.

Fate wouldn't let me die yet!

Qin Yu sighed with relief.

Following the same method, he circulated his True Qi several more times, driving all the toxic fog in his body towards the Dantian to be devoured by the black Qi stream.

After about an hour, the toxic fog inside him had been completely cleansed.

Whew...

Qin Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Closing his eyes, he continued to cultivate. He would be back to full strength by nightfall.

And, he had thought of a fitting plan to give the Ye Family their just desserts—a gift they'd never forget.

In the blink of an eye,

Dusk.

The veil of night gradually descended upon the land.

The room had also become pitch-black, not a thing visible.

Qin Yu had been cultivating for a full ten hours, and the True Qi within his body had completely recovered.

Circulating the True Qi, with a click, a bullet head fell off his thigh.

He then stood up and gently tapped on the walls. The iron door might have been thick, but the walls might not be.

This is the spot!

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and stretched out his arms, with a swirling torrent of air forming in his palms.

With a shove forward!

Boom...

The wall shattered into pieces, leaving a large hole.

What kind of godforsaken place is this?

Taking advantage of the faint starlight, Qin Yu found himself in a valley.

Guessing from his surroundings, this room must have been used to store explosives, hence its exceptional sturdiness.

After doing some thinking, Qin Yu threw several more punches at the house, bringing it down completely.

When someone came to check if he was dead, with the house collapsed, they wouldn't be able to confirm anything.

After completing all this, Qin Yu then walked along the valley toward the front, indeed it was an abandoned mine.

Ye Haozhan must have been certain that Qin Yu wouldn't survive, he didn't even bother to leave a guard.

After smoothly exiting the mine, he encountered a winding national highway.

Qin Yu's cell phone had been taken away, and his wallet and other identity-proving items had long since disappeared.

Having no choice, he walked along the highway. About half an hour later, he finally encountered a car, which, after being flagged down, agreed to take him back to the city.

At last, he found a nondescript small hotel, took a bath, had some food, and then hailed a taxi to the small courtyard in the suburbs.

He had promised Shen Yubai that they would meet; he couldn't break his word.

An hour later.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard.

Two of Shen Yubai's men stood by the door, looking around anxiously.

"You are..."

Shen Yubai's subordinates looked at Qin Yu, but he still wore "Wu Feng's" face. They felt that this man looked both familiar and strange.

"Pay the taxi fare for me! I want to go in and see Young Master Shen!"

Qin Yu shrugged as he spoke.

"Uh... No problem!"

Although surprised, Shen Yubai's men thought that Qin Yu was wearing a mask for safety reasons. Little did they know the great danger he had faced that day.

"Young Master Shen!"

As Qin Yu entered the courtyard, Shen Yubai sat in a wheelchair, leisurely sipping his drink.

"Brother Qin? What has happened to you?"

Shen Yubai set down his drink in surprise. "You are an hour late; I thought the Ye Family had gotten rid of you!"

"Haha, indeed, the Ye Family did send people after me, but I toughed it out!"

Qin Yu sat down heavily, poured himself a large mouthful of wine, and gulped it down. "What do you think of this face of mine now? Handsome or not?"

"Um... It's ugly,"

Shen Yubai deadpanned.

Indeed, when it came to looks, Wu Feng could not compare to Qin Yu.

"Haha, no matter. By tonight, the Ye Family will find this face of mine to be extremely fetching!"

Qin Yu grinned and said.

If the Ye Family wanted to play it this way, he would gladly join the game!