The Scum Is A ***

Tang Zhe and Tang Yun naturally didn't know what had occurred between Shan Lu and Guo Cheng in the past, more so for Wu Xi who is a total stranger to them.

Wu Xi didn't react to Shan Lu's answer; his thoughts are unknown. Tang Yun never understood poverty since he was raised in wealth, so he just stared at Shan Lu in shock as he gaped at him, speechless for his bold idea and shamelessness. Guo Cheng silently wiped his tears and his nose and eyes are red. He had never felt grateful it was dark until now, so they couldn't see him crying.

Tang Zhe, as the leader of their group, coughed to break the awkwardness in the atmosphere because it suddenly became silent. "Shan-shidi. We are currently in a foreign land, so it is best not to touch anything here for now. We might trigger some mechanisms, or there might be something attached to those statues." He explained. "However, if given a chance later, we may bring one or two." He said as he patted Shan Lu's shoulder.

Shan Lu just shrugged. "Okay." He said. He was just suggesting.

Even though, before, when he was young, he had been hard-headed that never listened to others' reason, and obstinate that would never change his decision, he is now already past his rebellious age. Thus, he didn't insist.

Tang Zhe happily patted Shan Lu's shoulder while Guo Cheng smiled. He is glad Shan Lu didn't insist. Or else, with how hard-mouthed but soft-hearted he is towards Shan Lu, he would have given in to Shan Lu's request.

"Let's continue." Tang Zhe said as he tapped Guo Cheng's arm to indicate for him to walk.

"Yes." Guo Cheng answered as his eyes and mind immediately became alert.

Since the figures standing before them were just statues, they felt relieved as they started to walk towards them. However, they didn't relax their guard unlike before when they were caught off-guard from the door of the entrance closing behind them, thus they were unprepared. Their attention was focused on their emotions and not their surroundings.

Since it was dark, they can't see their surroundings, but their other senses heightened to make up for their sight being temporarily disabled. The dryness of the air hitting against their skin, and the ringing silence made them suddenly felt uneasy. Aside from their breathing and muffled, slow footsteps, they couldn't hear anything more than that. And because of the silence, they subconsciously didn't breathe loud and made their footsteps quieter.

Tang Yun, as the weakest, uneasily rubbed his fingers against the rough surface of the rope tied on his wrist. He has a habit of rubbing his left wrist when he felt uncomfortable or uneasy. Yet now, his wrist was tied and he can't touch it.

It was their left wrist that was tied since it was their right hand they use to hold their sword. In case a fight breaks out, they could easily swing their sword to defend themselves, as well as attack their opponent.

Tang Yun, who is dependent on Tang Zhe, felt the urge to call Tang Zhe. However, alarms rang in his head. He felt that he shouldn't call Tang Zhe. He wanted to call Tang Zhe, yet he also feels he shouldn't. Feeing contradictory, he pursed his lips.

Although he is impulsive, but he doesn't lack common sense. His eyes wandered, trying to squint in the darkness. They are in an unfamiliar and dangerous place. He knows that when he felt an urge, he should do its opposite. This is basic.

Suddenly, he felt a cold and clammy hand touched his hand. He froze. Since he is familiar with Tang Zhe, Guo Cheng and Shan Lu, he knows none of them has a wrinkled and bony hand that felt uncomfortable when touched.

Tang Zhe has a rough palm but his touch is gentle because of his temper. Guo Cheng has a soft palm since he is an alchemist, and rarely used his sword. Shan Lu has the roughest palm that has calluses since he always uses his sword even in times that a sword is not needed. And Wu Xi, since he has a bandaged hand, the texture of his palm is unknown.

The cold temperature of the hand is impossible for a human to have.

Tang Yun felt goosebumps rose on his skin and his hair rose. His heart is beating fast. And, as if feeling his nervousness, the cold and clammy hand pressed harder on his wrist. It's as if the coldness from the hand was passed through his skin so he felt his heart slowly go cold, and the dampness from the palm made him feel more discomfort.

"Wu…" a low whimper came out of his mouth after he held himself back not to call out Tang Zhe's name using all of his strength. His desire to call became stronger, but he can't disregard his vigilance.

"Xiao Yun?" Tang Zhe called and they all stopped when they felt the rope was tugged. He was the closest to Tang Yun, so he heard Tang Yun's voice whimpering. "Xiao Yun, what's wrong?" he asked as his eyes were filled with concern.

He was about to touch Tang Yun when they suddenly saw something glowed. It was Wu Xi's Thought Talisman. The words on the talisman are glowing.

"Did he touch me just now?" he asked. The 'he' Wu Xi is referring to is none other than Tang Yun, since Tang Yun is the only one next to him.

Tang Zhe, Guo Cheng and Shan Lu who turned and faced Wu Xi saw his question. However, Tang Yun who has his back on Wu Xi didn't see it, thus he didn't answer.

"Xiao Yun, what's wrong?" Tang Zhe asked as he touched Tang Yun's arm, only to freeze when he felt Tang Yun's skin was ice-cold. His pupils shrank. "Guo-shidi! Take out a night pearl, as well as the Sundry Juice! Xiao Yun felt unwell!" he said.

"Yes!" Guo Cheng answered and immediately gave the Sundry Juice to Tang Zhe without asking. Then, he took out the night pearl, giving light to their surroundings.

Countless shadows formed in the crevices of the statues and the walls where the light can't reach, giving them an illusion of the number of the statues increasing.

"Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun!" Tang Zhe called as he shook Tang Yun who was hugging himself tight and his eyes are tightly shut. "Xiao Yun! Come, drink this! You'll feel better – " he told him.

"Wu… wuwuwu…" Tang Yun didn't answer and instead was now crying.

Wu Xi lowered his hand. He knew it couldn't be Tang Yun who touched him. Guo Cheng, who was always against Tang Yun, felt pity towards the youth. Shan Lu was antsy as they looked at Tang Yun's deathly pale face and purple lips. His body was trembling and he was slightly hunched forward, fighting himself to not collapse.

Tang Zhe felt his heart sank. He could feel Tang Yun's temperature is decreasing. "Xiao Yun – " he called and decisively opened the cap of the bottle and drank it.

He could feel the inside of his mouth burning, and as time passed by, his lips, gums, teeth and tongue are scorched. Then, he pinched Tang Yun's chin, pulled it to make his mouth slightly open, then he leaned down.

Wu Xi. "��" his eyes have long been blinded by PDA of the Xinfaxian Sect.

Shan Lu. "!!!!!" his jaw dropped when he saw Tang Zhe kissed Tang Yun, even using his tongue!

Guo Cheng. "..." he felt awe towards Tang Zhe. Even if Tang Zhe was panicking, he still didn't forget to be gentle towards Tang Yun. 

After Tang Zhe felt Tang Yun's temperature slightly dropped, but still eerily cold, he asked for another bottle of Sundry Juice from Guo Cheng and fed it again to Tang Yun using his mouth. He ignored the searing pain on his lips and the inside of his mouth, as well as his flushed face from the heat of the Sundry Juice. Saving Tang Yun is more important.

It took three bottles of Sundry Juice for Tang Yun's face to regain its color. Tang Yun doesn't feel cold now, but he is still shivering. Tang Zhe pulled the youth, bringing him to his embrace. He knows that if they noticed Tang Yun's condition later, Tang Yun might have lost his life.

Fortunately, Cheng Sheng gave them Sundry Juice. Tang Zhe doesn't dare to think otherwise. "This sets an example to us. Don't hide anything from everyone again. Got it?" he said.

"Yes." Guo Cheng and Shan Lu answered while Wu Xi nodded.

Wu Xi raised his Thought Talisman again. "It must be he has the lowest cultivation among us thus he was attacked." He said. "I am also at the back, so I was attacked. My whole body was wrapped up, but I still could feel the coldness from that hand." he explained. "Even with my high cultivation, that thing still dared suck my temperature."