High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery

If it weren't for that memory, Chen Fan would have planned to place the Demon-breaking Saber on this clone, and once he saw Du Hao's true form, directly strike him with it.

With an ordinary blade, there was a high probability that it would be blocked by the opponent's protective shield during an ambush.

The Demon-breaking Saber was naturally different.

However, in this case, retrieving the blade would be a problem, and there was also the risk of exposure. If discovered, it would be a loss to both manpower and resources.

Switching to poison made it much easier.

In this world, getting poison wasn't particularly difficult.

And finding the right moment to poison Du Hao didn't seem hard either.

From that earlier memory, it appeared Du Hao had died too many times, making his cultivation exceedingly harder, ten times more difficult than others in the same realm. As a result, he frantically invested resources into himself.

When meditating and cultivating, he was more prone to distraction compared to others. Therefore, he desperately drank tea that calmed the mind. The more he drank, the less effective it became, and the less effective it was, the more he drank.

So, this was an opportunity.

Chen Fan looked around, found a hidden spot, and quickly made his way to the nearest city.

A few minutes later, he returned with a packet of poison.

This was a potent poison made by grinding together two toxic plants found in the wild. The combination doubled the toxicity. Even if a True Essence Realm Martial Artist drank it, if not quickly noticed, it could be fatal. As for those below the True Essence Realm, once ingested, it would be too late even if discovered.

"Good thing this guy is only a C-level Awakened. If he were a B-level Awakened, I wouldn't have had enough money for the poison." Chen Fan thought to himself.

His gaze fell on the ring on the opponent's right thumb.

It was a spatial item.

No password was needed; it could be opened with the opponent's fingerprint.

Accordingly, this spatial ring was only one cubic meter in size and filled with basic living supplies, nothing valuable.

Chen Fan stuffed the packet of poison into some neatly folded clothes.

"Now, it's flawless."

Unless Du Hao overturned all of these clothes, it was impossible for him to find the packet of poison.

Chen Fan put the spatial ring back on him, then opened his eyelids and used the Soul Shifting Technique again.

Seconds later, Chen Fan let out a breath and slowly withdrew his hand.

It was done.

Before meeting Du Hao's true form, this clone would not show any abnormalities. But once it did, and the true form arranged for tea, the command would activate, causing the clone to take the hidden poison and pour it into the tea.

If Du Hao drank it, he would die without a doubt.

Of course, if he noticed something was off and didn't drink it, there was nothing that could be done.

As the saying goes, "Man proposes, God disposes." Chen Fan could only do what he could, and the rest depended on fate.

"Thankfully, Ye Cheng is dead. Even if Du Hao returns and seeks revenge, he won't find me."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

Moreover, by tomorrow morning, the Celestial God Fruit would be fully mature.

At that time, he would give the fruit to Meng Xue to help her breakthrough, securing her assistance and early warnings of any danger in the future.

Once everything was set, he reached out and touched two acupoints on Du Hao's body.

The person on the ground opened his eyes immediately.

"What did you do to me?"

Du Hao's voice sounded as he moved his body, feeling the changes.

"Someone approached earlier. I didn't want our matters to be known by others, so I knocked you out and brought you elsewhere."

Chen Fan glanced at him, speaking calmly. "Besides, if I wanted to harm you, would I wait until now?"

Suspicion flashed in Du Hao's eyes.

However, after checking his body, he found nothing wrong.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking?"

He thought to himself.

The clone had a mental connection with his true form. If something was wrong, there was no way it would escape his perception.

"Alright, I'll trust you this time."

He nodded. "So, have you considered what I talked about before?"

Chen Fan frowned. "If I let you go this time, will you really not come back with others to trouble me again?"

"Do you think I'm that untrustworthy?"

Du Hao countered.

"Doesn't seem like it,"

Chen Fan mused. "The last time I killed you, you said you would come back with others to find me. I must say, you did keep your word."

Hearing this, Du Hao almost coughed up blood.

Damn it, this bastard! Why bring that up?

Fuming inside, he still managed to maintain a smile. "Exactly, so you can trust me. Let me go, and I promise I won't come back with others to trouble you."

Chen Fan looked tempted but still frowned like he had concerns.

"Friend, what are you hesitating for?"

Du Hao urged, "I've said so much. Don't you believe me?"

"How about this," Chen Fan suggested, "Swear that if you return, you won't bring others to trouble me. If you do, I'll let you go. Otherwise, I can't trust your word."

"Swear?"

Du Hao was taken aback, caught off guard.

"Yes."

Chen Fan nodded heavily. "If you swear an oath, I'll believe you."

Staring intently at him, Chen Fan locked eyes with Du Hao.

Du Hao hesitated.

Times were different now. Ten years ago, nobody could say for sure if there were consequences for breaking oaths.

But now, with the emergence of Awakeners wielding extraordinary powers and regular people turning into martial artists through body tempering, it was hard to say.

However, the fierce man before him, holding a blade, stared at him menacingly.

If he refused, that blade might pierce his chest the next moment.

"Having my clone die so many times has already made my cultivation difficult. If I die again, it will only get harder. It's already hard enough... forget it, a wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him. I'll worry about retribution later."

Swiftly calculating the pros and cons, Du Hao raised his hand. "I, Du Hao, swear to the heavens, if my friend here spares me and lets me return safely to Jiulong City, I promise not to bring anyone to trouble him. If I break this oath, may I die a miserable death!"

After swearing, he slowly lowered his hand. "Satisfied, my friend?"

"Mhm."

Chen Fan nodded, sheathing his blade. "You can leave now, but I expect you to keep your oath, or it won't end well for anyone."

"Of course, of course."

Relieved, Du Hao stood up.

"Friend, rest assured. Since I swore an oath, I won't break it. Otherwise, I'd be my own worst enemy."

He chuckled.

Internally, he thought, I'll just tell someone else to deal with you. That way, I won't be breaking any promises.

Still, he didn't dare rejoice too soon.

Who knew if the man before him would suddenly change his mind and strike him down?

"Friend, if that's all, I'll take my leave?" he tentatively asked.

"Mhm."

Chen Fan waved him off.

"Alright, I'll be on my way."

Du Hao was overjoyed, nearly wanting to sprint away.

However, reason kept him steady, and he even offered an olive branch. "Friend, my previous offer still stands. With your strength, if you come to Jiulong City, you will surely be valued by the City Lord. Whenever you decide to come, I, Du Hao, will welcome you with open arms."

"We'll see."

Chen Fan replied nonchalantly.

"Very well, then. Farewell, and may we meet again if fate allows."

Du Hao cupped his hands in farewell and headed off.

He moved much slower than when he came. After a few miles, he began to run as fast as he could.

After running for several minutes and encountering many people, he finally slowed down and took a look behind him.

"Finally escaped from that guy's clutches."

He panted, his back drenched in sweat, almost collapsing from weak knees.

Absolutely terrifying.

Two B-level Awakened capable of battling Commander-level Fierce Beasts, defeated by that guy in one move!

And that twenty-five-meter-long Sword Qi.

Even a top-level Commander-level Fierce Beast could be cleaved in two with that, right?

"I'll have to call in Brother Xiang. Only he, with a team, can kill that guy!"

Du Hao's eyes were filled with intense killing intent.

What a joke. Killing his clone is like killing him; he's his bitter enemy. How could he let him go so easily?

Especially with the Celestial God Fruit near Anshan City, he wouldn't give it up for anything.

"I don't know what that guy did to me while I was unconscious, but I found nothing when I checked. I guess I'll have to inspect thoroughly once I get back."

With that, he sprinted with all his might towards Jiulong City.

A hundred miles away, Chen Fan stood in place, a cold smile on his lips.

This Du Hao wasn't as composed as he seemed.

Once out of his sight, he wished he had more legs to run faster.

Did he think running faster would matter if Chen Fan really wanted to kill him?

As for the oath, that was just to lower his guard.

"I hope that clone doesn't disappoint."

Chen Fan muttered to himself, watching Du Hao's departing direction.