Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Never mind that rotten scoundrel, the Demon Lord, the poison itself was not something a small skeleton like her could obtain. Furthermore, to bypass the Sect Leader of Qishan Sect and poison the wedding banquet guests required multiple layers of planning. Unraveling this would undoubtedly implicate many people.

The severed hand bone was casually discarded. The skeleton's dark eyes flickered with blue ghostly flames. "I'll talk, I'll talk. But the Demon Lord has indeed shown me kindness. Someone approached me regarding today's events…"

Su Tang didn't listen further. Most of the cultivators had collapsed, except for those from the Heavenly Sword Sect. However, all the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples combined were no match for a single Nascent Soul cultivator.

Of course, the male lead was an exception, but she wasn't sure if he would reveal himself, or if he would wait until the skeleton killed all the cultivators before swooping in to reap the benefits.

"Let me guess. You're talking so much nonsense, but haven't said anything of substance. Are you stalling for time?"

The skeleton, clad in a wedding robe, its right arm missing, hung its head in a seemingly humble manner.

"No, it's just…" Its timid words were cut short as it suddenly raised its head and lunged at Su Tang with its intact left hand. Sharp nails sprouted from its bony fingers with shocking speed.

"Chu Yue, I heard your cultivation went awry, and you can't circulate spiritual energy. The heavens are truly helping me today! Hahaha…"

Its laughter abruptly ceased.

While she was fast, someone was faster.

Just a foot away from Su Tang, Mo Qinglan's sword slashed, severing the skeleton's arm.

The immense sword energy forced Su Tang to squint. Then she heard a slightly anxious voice.

"Little Martial Aunt, are you alright?"

Mo Qinglan's heart raced. The skeleton was so cunning; if he had been even a second slower, Little Martial Aunt might have been killed.

He had already lost Little Clown; if Little Martial Aunt also died in front of him…

Su Tang put down the magical tool she had taken from her Qiankun Bag and reassured him, "I'm fine." Despite her reassurance, he remained vigilant, protecting her with his sword. Seeing this, the other Heavenly Sword Sect disciples quickly surrounded and protected their Little Martial Aunt.

Touched, Su Tang couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, it's just a skeleton. It can't do anything to me."

The other disciples anxiously exclaimed, "At a time like this, Little Martial Aunt, why are you still trying to act tough!"

Su Tang: "…I'm not."

Her weak reply was interrupted, "We all heard it. Was the skeleton telling the truth? Did Little Martial Aunt's cultivation really go wrong?"

"Even if my cultivation went wrong and I can't circulate spiritual energy, I still have plenty of ways to deal with such an insignificant skeleton." Su Tang patted her disciple. "Move aside, I still have unfinished business."

The disciples exchanged glances before Mo Qinglan finally stepped aside.

"What do you intend to do, Little Martial Aunt?"

Su Tang replied, "Since it can counteract the poison, it must have the antidote."

The skeleton, already subdued by the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, lay on the ground, cackling. "Chu Yue, are you stupid? Even if I had the antidote, do you think I'd carry it on me?"

Ignoring it, Su Tang rummaged through her Qiankun Bag. Her luck wasn't good this time; after searching for a while without finding what she wanted, she simply dumped some of the contents out.

Her seven senior brothers had stuffed many things into the bag when she left, and she hadn't examined them carefully. However, knowing her Fourth Senior Brother, there were bound to be some interesting medicinal powders among them.

While everyone praised Shen Yichen for his healing abilities, his true passion lay in researching unorthodox concoctions, like this bottle of powder that could instantly pulverize bones. A single touch, and regardless of whether one was a Nascent Soul or Soul Transformation cultivator, regeneration would be impossible.

"Found it."

Su Tang stuffed the bottles and jars back into the bag, leaving the disciples stunned.

"Little Martial Aunt, did you empty Fourth Senior Brother's entire medicine storehouse?"

Su Tang replied, "Your Fourth Senior Brother packed it himself."

The disciples were even more astonished. Everyone knew how precious Fourth Senior Brother's concoctions were to him. He was actually willing to pack them up and give them away!

Truly, the pampered Little Martial Aunt lived up to her reputation.

Following the instructions, Su Tang applied the medicine, pulverizing the skeleton's two arms. Afterward, she glanced back at the unconscious cultivators. "This skeleton has no flesh and can resist the poison, meaning the antidote is within its bones. Now, who should receive the first dose?"

The other cultivators stared wide-eyed, clearly surprised by this approach.

While they were still in shock, someone spoke up.

"Fairy Chu Yue."

Su Tang turned to see Luo Fanchen, the Vice Sect Leader of the Joyous Union Sect.

"Vice Sect Leader, you were also poisoned?"

Luo Fanchen felt bitter. "Why didn't you warn me earlier, Fairy Chu Yue?"

Su Tang looked innocent. "I only just discovered it myself."

Luo Fanchen sighed. "Your temperament suddenly changed earlier. I had already taken a sip of wine by then, but I didn't expect to be affected."

He hadn't known her for long, but as Vice Sect Leader, he believed he was a good judge of character. The sudden change in her demeanor must have had a reason. Her preventing the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples from eating suggested something was amiss with the food. Unfortunately, he was too late.

Su Tang was about to feed the bone powder to Luo Fanchen when Mo Qinglan suddenly took it.

"Little Martial Aunt, such a menial task should be left to me."

Luo Fanchen was speechless. Calling serving him a menial task! Did he know how many people in the Joyous Union Sect would line up for the chance to serve him even once?

However, Mo Qinglan not only didn't want to know, but also roughly smeared the powder all over Luo Fanchen's face, a rather unsightly scene.

Su Tang averted her gaze, pretending not to see, and proceeded to pulverize the skeleton's legs.

"Fairy Chu Yue! I'll talk, I'll tell you everything, please spare me!"

This skeleton wasn't ordinary. Its bones couldn't be destroyed by normal means. Even after being severed by Mo Qinglan, they could still reattach. But now, reduced to powder, they were beyond recovery, and panic seized the skeleton.

Su Tang said, "I'm not interested in listening now." Then she consulted the system, asking it to identify the subordinates who had poisoned the guests.

The system quickly pointed them out. Besides the majority being servants, there were also several disciples from prominent sects.

Su Tang asked, "Servants can be bribed with money, but what about the disciples from prominent sects?"

The system replied, "Perhaps they were backups in case the plan went awry."

Su Tang clicked her tongue and began apprehending the culprits.

With each person she captured, the skeleton grew more alarmed. Finally, when she identified the disciples from the prominent sects and bound them with the Kun Binding Rope, the blue flames in the skeleton's eyes flickered and died.

Those disciples from prominent sects had put on quite an act, initially collapsing like the other cultivators. But when Su Tang singled them out and restrained them, they angrily protested, "Chu Yue, what do you mean! We are also victims, why are you tying us up!"

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