Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

Su Xin's heart sank suddenly, the halo of light at his fingertips vanished instantly, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.

He held his breath and listened carefully. The furious male voice was none other than Yin Yewang!

It's time to come, it's coming.

Su Xin's expression changed drastically, and a sense of urgency instantly rose in his heart.

He knew that Yin Yewang's furious arrival must be because his second aunt had spread rumors about him and his aunt practicing the Thousand Spider Poison Hand.

Given Yin Yewang's temperament, in a fit of rage, he would surely harm his aunt and Ali.

He dared not delay for a moment, abruptly stood up, quickly got off the bed, and hurriedly ran towards Su Ying's courtyard, with only one thought in his mind:

We must protect Aunt and Ali; we must not let the tragedy from the original story happen at this moment.

In Su Ying's courtyard, directly north of the Yin residence, the atmosphere was already tense.

Su Ying held the young Yin Li tightly behind her, her back straight and her face full of vigilance. Opposite her was Yin Yewang, who had rushed over in a rage.

Erniang nestled beside Yin Yewang, with her two sons following behind. The three of them looked arrogant, their eyes filled with provocation and schadenfreude.

Second Sister stepped forward, feigning concern, but her tone was sarcastic, her voice soft yet sharp: "Sister Ying, the Wild King told you long ago not to practice that evil art that makes you ugly, but why won't you listen? Aren't you afraid that you'll end up like you were back then, with your face covered in poisonous spots, making the Wild King hate you again?"

Su Ying frowned, her tone firm as she retorted, her voice trembling slightly, yet she remained firmly in front of Yin Li, refusing to yield an inch: "It's not me cultivating, it's my nephew Su Xin cultivating. It has nothing to do with me or A-Li. Don't spout nonsense."

Upon hearing this, Yin Yewang's tense body suddenly relaxed, and most of his anger dissipated, allowing him to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as it's not Su Ying cultivating, that's fine. Although he dislikes Su Ying, he doesn't want his wife to become ugly again and become a laughing stock.

But when he looked up at Su Ying, he saw that she was full of vigilance and was protecting Yin Li behind her. Suddenly, the image of Su Ying with her face full of poison spots flashed through his mind, and a sense of disgust and anger rose in his heart again.

He thought to himself, if Yin Li were to also cultivate this damned Thousand Spider Poison Hand in the future, and her appearance were ruined, and everyone in the martial arts world were talking about him, Yin Yewang, having an ugly daughter, where would his face be?

Where does he put his pride?

The thought of this intensified the unease in my heart, and my anger flared up again.

Yin Yewang's eyes darkened, his tone sharp and commanding: "Since that's the case, let Second Madam take Yin Li away and raise him by my side. Only then will I feel at ease. I warn you, Su Ying, you are not allowed to cultivate the Thousand Spider Venomous Hand, otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding our marital bond and killing you!"

He had already made up his mind to take Yin Li away from Su Ying, cutting her off from Su Ying and the Thousand Spider Poison Hand. In this way, Yin Li would never have the chance to cultivate this evil skill again, and he could also save face.

Just as Su Ying was about to retort, and Yin Li was so frightened that she tightly gripped her mother's clothes and her eyes reddened, a figure strode in—it was Su Xin who had rushed over.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger and tension in his heart, and slowly a calm smile spread across his face. He bowed to Yin Yewang and said respectfully, "Uncle."

Yin Yewang's gaze instantly fell on Su Xin, his eyes subconsciously scrutinizing his face, his brows furrowing slightly.

Su Xin's face was fair and smooth, with a face like jade. There were no disgusting bluish-black spots, not even a trace of dullness. He was completely different from the image of the person who cultivated the Thousand Spider Poison Hand in his memory.

What's going on?

Could it be that the rumors circulating in the manor are just gossip, and Su Xin has never actually practiced the Thousand Spider Poison Hand?

Yin Yewang was filled with doubt and subconsciously turned to look at his second aunt beside him, his eyes filled with questioning.

Second Aunt was also stunned at this moment. The smugness on her face froze instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

She clearly heard the servants say that Su Xin practiced the Thousand Spider Poison Hand every day, so how come he didn't have a single black spot on his face?

But she quickly realized what was happening, hurriedly composed herself, and pointed a sharp finger at Su Ying, changing the subject: "I knew it couldn't be Su Xin! Wild King, it must be Sister Ying! Su Ying herself cultivated the Thousand Spider Poison Hand and deliberately framed Su Xin!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Yewang also felt a little doubtful. He thought to himself that perhaps Su Xin had only just begun his cultivation and the poison had not yet shown on his face.

His gaze returned to Su Ying and Yin Li, his eyes sharp as he carefully examined their fingers.

He remembered that those who practiced the Thousand Spider Poison Hand would gradually turn their fingertips black, a sign of poison erosion.

No matter how he looked at them, Su Ying and Yin Li's fingers were still as white as scallions, slender and long, without the slightest trace of black marks, and were so clean that there was no abnormality whatsoever.

Yin Yewang's doubts deepened. Since the mother and daughter had not cultivated, and Su Xin did not have black spots on his face, then who exactly was the person who cultivated the Thousand Spider Poison Hand?

Just then, Su Xin slowly stepped forward and stood directly between Yin Yewang, Su Ying, and Yin Li, protecting the mother and daughter behind him.

He looked up at his second aunt, a cold, mocking smile playing on his lips. His tone was calm, yet sharp: "Second aunt is joking. I have indeed cultivated the Thousand Spider Venomous Hand. Why don't you personally test the power of this technique?"

Before he could finish speaking and before Erniang could react, Su Xin moved slightly, subtly circulating his inner energy through his fingertips to attach the poison of the Thousand Spider Poison Hand to her. Taking advantage of Erniang's unpreparedness, he quickly raised his hand and gently brushed it across her face. The movement seemed gentle, but it had already left the poison on her skin.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and gently patted the cheeks of the two sons beside his stepmother. The movement was swift, and he withdrew his hand in an instant.

Yin Yewang only realized what was happening at this moment and hurriedly looked at Su Xin's fingers. However, Su Xin's fingertips were still clean and white, without any black marks, and were no different from ordinary people.

Before his doubts had dissipated, his gaze unconsciously fell on his second wife. Upon seeing her, his pupils shrank instantly, and anger instantly clouded his judgment.

On the second aunt's face, patches of bluish-black marks had appeared, which were the poisonous marks of the Thousand Spider Poison Hand that haunted his nightmares!

Could it be her?

A storm raged within Yin Yewang's heart as he pondered to himself:

This second wife actually cultivated the Thousand Spider Poison Hand?

This is impossible!

She usually loves beauty the most, how could she possibly practice this evil skill that can disfigure her?

He then turned sharply to look at the second mother's two sons, and saw that the same bluish-black marks had appeared on the faces of the two children at the same time, exactly the same as the marks on the second mother's face.

"You three! You're practically asking for death!" Yin Yewang could no longer contain his anger. He pointed at the two women, Erniang and her two children, and roared. His voice shook the leaves in the courtyard. His murderous aura exploded instantly, and his eyes were so fierce that it seemed he wanted to devour the three of them alive.