Betrayed, But Not Defeated novel Chapter 235

The Darkspite Poison was a poison that struck fear into the hearts of all who roamed the martial world—especially female cultivators, who dreaded even hearing its name.

At its core, Darkspite Poison was nothing more than an aphrodisiac. However, what set it apart was its ability to alter a person's will. No matter how deep their hatred, once poisoned, the victim would become utterly devoted and incapable of betrayal.

It was an exceptionally rare and ancient poison with no cure. From what Camille knew, the batch in Jake's possession must have come from the Shadowspire Syndicate's vault.

Obviously, Jake had turned his back on the Shadowspire Syndicate—or, more precisely, on their faction within it.

Camille gritted her teeth and cursed, "Bastard!"

If looks could kill, Jake would've been torn apart a thousand times over.

Jake's lips curled into a smug grin. His satisfaction grew as he took in Camille's fury. "Ms. Lawson, keep that anger burning! Yes, just like that. The Darkspite Poison works best when emotions are running high."

He burst into triumphant laughter.

What Camille didn't know was that a battle for power had already erupted within the Shadowspire Syndicate, and Jake had been sent to kill her.

But if Jake could use the Darkspite Poison to bring her under his control, that would be just as much of an achievement.

After all, Camille's beauty and figure were an irresistible temptation to any man. The mere thought stirred something within Jake's otherwise lifeless body.

"Control me? In your dreams!"

Camille was already drenched in sweat. She struggled to stay conscious and refused to let herself pass out so easily. A silver dagger then appeared in her hand.

Jake's eyes flickered with a complicated emotion when he saw the dagger, but he quickly sneered. "So, it really was in your possession! You people are so unfair."

She spat out a mouthful of clotted blood. Strangely, there was no wound where the dagger had pierced her—almost as if the entire scene had been nothing more than an illusion.

Jake's eyes gleamed with excitement. He gave the banner in his hand a slight shake, unleashing a surge of dark energy that slammed into Camille.

Camille let out a pained scream as the sickening crack of breaking bones echoed through the air. Her strength finally gave out, and her vision blurred.

"The Saintess of the Shadowspire Syndicate…"

Jake trembled with excitement. A wicked smile crept onto his face as he stepped closer to Camille.

"Well, well! Now, this is quite the show!"

Just as Jake reached out his hand, a leisurely voice chimed in from behind him, as if watching a good drama unfold. Jake's expression darkened instantly. He spun around abruptly, eager to see which fool had the audacity to ruin his moment.