The whip was snatched away, the woman’s pupils contracted, and her gaze fell upon Gu Zhiqi, the one who had taken her whip.
However, before she could see whether the whip had reached her, a kick landed on her stomach.
With a scream, the woman flew out two to three meters and crashed heavily onto three men who had not yet had the chance to react.
As the woman’s scream rang out, those who had come with her finally reacted, brandishing their knives and attacking Yun Yi and Gu Zhiqi.
Seeing that Gu Zhiqi could handle the woman, Yun Yi confidently turned to deal with the lower-ranking thugs.
Gu Zhiqi, with the woman’s whip in hand, stepped steadily toward the woman who was being helped up.
It wasn’t that no underlings tried to chop at her with their knives along the way, but after being rewarded with a lash of her whip, they stepped aside, clutching at their poisoned wounds and howling in pain.
Seeing this, the others dared not make a move on Gu Zhiqi and instead encircled Yun Yi one by one.
As the woman saw her whip had been taken, and the one who’d taken it wasn’t at all corroded by her poison, and was even approaching her, a flicker of unease rose in her heart. She tried hard to maintain her composure, and with a stern face said to Gu Zhiqi, "You... you’re actually not afraid of my poison."
Gu Zhiqi, upon hearing this, had a hint of a smile on her lips and said disinterestedly, "I am immune to all poisons. Coincidence, isn’t it?"
The woman, at these words, flashed a look of disbelief that vanished as quickly as it came.
To be immune to all poisons, one must either have been soaked in the medicinal waters of hundreds of rare and exotic herbs or be someone who survived the invasion of numerous poisons and lived to tell the tale.
Whether soaked in a hundred medicines or invaded by a hundred poisons, just the task of acquiring the medicine and poison is a major obstacle, making such a person’s existence nearly impossible. And yet, how could she have had the misfortune to encounter such an individual?
She didn’t believe it, but clearly, she had no choice but to.
Because indeed, her poison whip could not injure this young girl before her.
Gu Zhiqi leisurely toyed with the whip in her hand, her smile wicked and unrestrained, looked at the woman, and spoke, "You seem to enjoy using the Poison Whip to lash others so much, how about, you try it yourself?"
It seemed like a question, but there was no questioning in her tone.
Upon hearing this, the woman’s scalp tingled.
She rebuked fiercely yet inwardly, panic began to rise.
Even though she had the antidote, she was not immune to all poisons.
If that whip really struck her body, she could not avoid the torment of flesh and blood.
"Dare or not, we’ll know only if we try," Gu Zhiqi said and tugged gently at the whip, as if testing its flexibility.
Seeing this, the woman unconsciously stepped back twice, continued to keep a cold face, and feigned calmness, "Would you dare? Do you know who I am?"
"I don’t care who you are."
Following Qinghan’s languid voice, the sound of the whip breaking the air resounded.
As the sound of flesh being torn came, so did the woman’s screams.
In the forest, it was not only the woman’s screams that could be heard but also those of others, so her screams did not seem out of place.
Before the previous screams had subsided, another lash landed on the woman’s body, and she screamed again.
"Witch! You dare hit me, my brother won’t let you off... Ah!" Her words, tainted with pain, were not even finished when another cry of agony followed.
Then, there were continuous screams, not even allowing her to utter a single sentence.
It wasn’t until the woman was beaten to a pulp and Yun Yi had dealt with all the underlings that Gu Zhiqi finally stopped her whipping motion.