111: Chapter 111 Heavenly Poison Condensing Pill, Clues to the Myriad Poisons Sect

In a flash, seven days passed.

Late that night, behind Baicao Peak, in the Nether Grass Field.

Cold winds howled on the ground, but the underground secret chamber was blazing hot.

Qi Yang sat cross-legged on a bronze stone platform, and the purple copper alchemical furnace in front of him was enveloped by a ball of dark green Poison Wood Spiritual Power.

Muffled roars came from inside the Pill Furnace, and wisps of heart-palpitating toxic Qi overflowed along the cracks of the furnace lid, only to be precisely inhaled into Qi Yang's belly by him.

"The medicinal properties of the heavenly poison fruit are indeed overbearing."

A trace of bright light flashed through Qi Yang's cloudy eyes.

He was holding the mysterious black gourd in his hand. Just now, he used the black gourd to ripen the heavenly poison fruit seedling obtained from the ancient Cultivator's Immortal Cave in the Thousand Poison Swamp.

Cooperating with more than ten second-grade poisonous herbs, he was refining a second-grade Low Grade Medicinal Pill called the Heavenly Poison Condensing Yuan Pill.

As the name implied, this Medicinal Pill was specifically used to consolidate the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Half an hour later, the roaring sound inside the Pill Furnace stopped abruptly.

Qi Yang patted the furnace lid, and three Medicinal Pills that were purplish-black all over with toxic mist faintly lingering on the surface flew into his palm.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qi Yang swallowed a Heavenly Poison Condensing Yuan Pill into his belly.

The Medicinal Pill melted the moment it entered his mouth, turning into a massive and highly aggressive toxic force that rushed directly into the Five Elements Spiritual Crystal Sea within his Dantian.

Qi Yang immediately operated the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art, and the Five Elements Grindstone rotated at high speed, grinding and absorbing this violent toxic force bit by bit, ultimately converting it into pure liquid Poison Wood Spiritual Power.

After a whole night of refinement, Qi Yang slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbid air.

"Early Foundation Establishment has been completely stabilized."

Qi Yang clenched his fists, feeling the power within his body that seemed capable of moving mountains and filling seas, and nodded with satisfaction.

However, he did not become complacent because of this; instead, his brows furrowed slightly.

"The Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art is indeed somewhat lacking in follow-up force."

Qi Yang introspected his Dantian and found that when facing the massive liquid spiritual power, the circulation path of the Cultivation Technique had already exhibited a clear sense of sluggishness.

Cultivation Techniques in the Cultivation World were divided from low to high into five ranks: Mortal, Yellow, Profound, Earth, and Heaven, with each rank further subdivided into four levels: Low Grade, Medium Grade, High Grade, and Top Grade.

The Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art he currently practiced was merely a Yellow Rank Top Grade Incomplete Manual.

Although this Cultivation Technique took an unorthodox approach and could convert toxic force into spiritual power, its upper limit was right there, and at most it could only support his cultivation to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Wanting to use this to impact the Golden Core Great Dao was simply daydreaming.

"The Xuantian Sect's strongest Sect-suppressing Cultivation Technique is only Profound Rank High Grade, and it also requires a specific Spiritual Root to Cultivate."

Qi Yang stroked his chin and calculated secretly.

With his Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Roots, if he didn't have an all-encompassing or top-tier poison path Cultivation Technique, his future path would likely be difficult to move a single step.

Early the next morning, Qi Yang took the wuxiang pill, firmly suppressing his cultivation back to the Qi Condensation Third Layer, changed into his shabby coarse linen clothes, and walked out of the secret chamber with a hoe on his shoulder.

As soon as he pushed open the withered wooden door, a cold sword light fell into the courtyard.

Su Qinghan was dressed in a moon-white long dress with a long sword on her back. Her stunningly beautiful face carried a hint of faint fatigue, but her phoenix eyes became increasingly bright and sharp.

"Why does Fairy have time to come to this old man's place today?"

Qi Yang skillfully put down the hoe, poured a cup of coarse tea, and handed it over.

Su Qinghan took the teacup, didn't exchange polite pleasantries, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I just finished handling some miscellaneous affairs of Jianzhi Peak. The Sect has not been peaceful recently, and several spiritual mines on the border have been harassed by demonic Cultivators again. The Law Enforcement Hall is overwhelmed, and I was sent by my Master to suppress them twice."

Her tone was very flat, as if she were talking about an insignificant trivial matter, but Qi Yang could smell a trace of extremely faint blood qi from her.

This lass was truly merciless when killing people now.

"Fairy's strength is extraordinary, those petty villains are naturally not worth mentioning."

Qi Yang said with a smile.

Su Qinghan looked at Qi Yang's face full of wrinkles, and the corners of her mouth hooked into an extremely shallow arc.

"You old man are getting better and better at flattering. I came today to ask you, can you reinforce the Formation in this Nether Grass Field once more? I always feel that some unclean eyes have sneaked into the Sect recently."

Su Qinghan was meticulous in mind, and she had long seen that this old farmer's attainments in Formations and farming were extraordinary.

"Fairy can rest assured, this old man is no good at other things, but I still have some insights when it comes to puttering around with these mud-tile Formations."

Qi Yang nodded, then changed the topic and sighed feigning nonchalance.

"Speaking of which, this old man recently encountered a Bottleneck when cultivating those few mutated nether grass, and wanted to go to the Scripture Pavilion to find some unpopular ancient books on flora and fauna to read. Unfortunately, my authority can't even touch the threshold of the Inner Sect Scripture Pavilion."

Hearing this, Su Qinghan didn't hesitate at all. She directly unbuckled a purple-gold token from her waist and threw it on the stone table.

"This is my Personal Disciple token. You can freely enter anything below the fifth floor of the Scripture Pavilion."

Su Qinghan stood up and patted the corner of her clothes.

"Don't lose it. I'll come get it in a few days."

Watching Su Qinghan's brisk and decisive departing figure, Qi Yang put the purple-gold token into his sleeve, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

This nominal wife was becoming more and more useful.

Late that night.

Qi Yang changed into a set of night-walking clothes and, under the cover of night, sneaked outside the Inner Sect Scripture Pavilion.

With Su Qinghan's Personal Disciple token, he easily passed through several outer Restrictions and directly entered the upper levels of the Scripture Pavilion.

On the fourth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, what was stored here were all the core classics of the Xuantian Sect and some ancient Incomplete Manuals.

Qi Yang did not flip through those Xuantian Sect Cultivation Techniques, because those were completely useless to him, a Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Roots.

He released his massive spiritual sense, quickly filtering through the Jade Slips related to the poison path and ruins among the vast sea of books.

Time passed second by second.

Just when Qi Yang was about to give up, he found a tattered travelogue made of a material neither metal nor wood in a dusty secret compartment in the corner.

The author of the travelogue was a Loose Cultivator from who knows how many years ago, and it recorded what he saw and heard in various places throughout the Northern Spirit Domain.

Qi Yang's spiritual sense swept across the travelogue. Suddenly, an inconspicuous piece of text firmly grabbed his eyeballs.

"...When I traveled to the central area of the Northern Spirit Domain, I accidentally entered a desperate land stretching for tens of thousands of li. This place was covered by toxic miasma, and all things were extinct. I occasionally encountered a dying old man who claimed to be a descendant of the Wandu Sect, a top-tier ancient great Sect."

"He said that the Wandu Sect once dominated a region with its poison path. Deep within the ruins of its Sect, there are supreme poison path Cultivation Techniques pointing directly to the Golden Core and even the Nascent Soul. However, the periphery of the ruins is sealed by a peerless toxic Formation, which cannot be entered unless one is a person of Major Achievement in the poison path..."

Wandu Sect!

Poison path Cultivation Techniques pointing directly to the Golden Core and even Nascent Soul!

Qi Yang's breathing stagnated slightly, and his heart beat wildly with uncontainable force.

If he could obtain the Legacy of the Wandu Sect, his Cultivation Technique problem could be completely resolved.

But he quickly calmed down.

The central area of the Northern Spirit Domain was the place with the densest Spiritual Qi and the most concentrated powerhouses in the entire Northern Spirit Domain.

A second-rate Sect like the Xuantian Sect couldn't even make a ripple if placed there.

The three top-tier Sects entrenched themselves there, and powerhouses of the Golden Core Stage could not even be considered top-tier Cultivators there.

With his current cultivation of Early Foundation Establishment, running to the central area to explore the ruins of an ancient top-tier great Sect was no different from seeking death.

"My strength is not enough, going there is just sending food. Let's remember this clue first and talk about it later."

Qi Yang firmly carved the contents of the travelogue into his mind, then put the travelogue back to its original place, erased all traces of his visit, and only then withdrew from the Scripture Pavilion.

Returning to the underground secret chamber, Qi Yang sat cross-legged, his gaze becoming incomparably resolute.

Since he couldn't get the Cultivation Technique of the Wandu Sect for the time being, he must elevate his combat power to the extreme on his existing basis!

He took out the Five Elements True Explanation Jade Slip obtained in the Thousand Poison Swamp from his Storage Pouch.