122: Chapter 122 Information Review: The Relationship Between the Five Sectors Deteriorates Further

Late at night, after Qi Yang confirmed that Fang Chu and the remaining handymen had all fallen asleep, he used his spiritual sense to perform a final round of scanning.

There was no abnormal spiritual sense probing, no hidden sentinels, and it was safe.

He sat cross-legged on the tattered felt mat, his breathing as steady as if he were in meditation, but in reality, his consciousness had sunk deep into the depths of his mind.

The information of the Myriad Poisons True Scripture was like a huge library, neatly arranged within his Sea of Consciousness.

Qi Yang did not rashly begin to Cultivate; instead, he first brought up the portion from the Qi Refining Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage, comparing it word for word with the "Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art" he was currently cultivating.

The conclusion was exhilarating.

The Myriad Poisons True Scripture perfectly covered all the contents of the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art, equivalent to the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art being just a simplified version of the introductory chapter of the Myriad Poisons True Scripture.

The Poison Wood Spiritual Power that Qi Yang had previously accumulated from cultivating the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art did not need to be started over from scratch; instead, it could directly connect with the subsequent cultivation methods of the Myriad Poisons True Scripture, further purifying and qualitatively changing on that basis.

More crucially, the Myriad Poisons True Scripture recorded a spiritual power qualitative transformation technique named Myriad Poison Transformation Origin.

This secret technique could simultaneously transform the Five Elements poisonous miasma into a higher-level spiritual power, the Primordial Poison Power.

The Primordial Poison Power possessed the characteristics of the Five Elements, yet it was more than ten times fiercer than pure Poison Wood Spiritual Power, and it was the mandatory path to charge into the Golden Core Stage.

However, the cultivation conditions for Myriad Poison Transformation Origin were extremely harsh, requiring an environment where the concentration of poisonous miasma reached a certain threshold. The concentration of poisonous miasma on the surface was far from enough, unless...

The Poison-Nurturing Ancestral Land.

The Myriad Poisons True Scripture clearly recorded that the Wandu Sect ruins did not just have this single layer before them.

Several hundred zhang deep beneath the core plaza, there was also hidden a Poison-Nurturing Ancestral Land where past Sect Masters of the Wandu Sect went into seclusion.

The concentration of poisonous miasma there was a thousand times that of the surface, making it a supreme treasure land for those cultivating the Myriad Poisons True Scripture.

The key to entering the ancestral land was hidden inside the stone tower; to be precise, it was a Five Elements reversal secret door at the very bottom of the stone tower's foundation.

After sorting out this information clearly, Qi Yang opened his eyes.

He did not act in haste. The elites and Foundation Establishment Elders of the Five Sects were all active near the plaza, and the stone tower was even the focus of everyone's attention. Going there now would be no different from courting death; he needed to wait for an opportunity when everyone's attention was completely diverted.

After taking a deep breath, Qi Yang rolled over and fell fast asleep.

Conserving strength and storing up energy was more important than anything else.

Early the next morning, the camp suddenly exploded into an uproar.

A piece of news spread through the camps of various sects like it grew wings.

As it turned out, around midnight last night, a Qi Condensation 12th Layer Great Perfection Disciple of the Qingyu Sect was ambushed and killed near the Poison Refining Hall.

The method of death was incomparably miserable; his whole body's vital essence and blood were sucked dry, his skin shriveled like tree bark, and his Storage Pouch had vanished into thin air.

This was the typical murder method of a blood path Cultivation Technique.

Senior Brother Jiang Yunwei of the Qingyu Sect flew into a rage on the spot.

He possessed Three Spiritual Roots of Metal, Wood, and Water, and was at the Qi Condensation 12th Layer Great Perfection, already a top combat power in the Qi Refining Stage.

At this moment, holding a green-blade sword with a gaze like a knife, he pointed directly at the direction of the Blood Shadow Sect's camp.

"Blood Shadow Sect! You bunch of demonic cultivators! Putting on an act to negotiate an agreement during the day, yet killing my Qingyu Sect's people at night!"

Second Elder Zhou Yuanhai of the Blood Shadow Sect sneered in response.

"Such a big tone. Why would my Blood Shadow Sect need to make a move just to kill a Disciple of yours? Are there few instances of infighting among your own Qingyu Sect people?"

The two sides confronted each other at the edge of the plaza, each with a dozen murderous Disciples standing behind them, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

In the end, Meng Shangze of Ziyang Valley stepped forward to pull the two sides apart, but anyone could see that this was only temporary.

That thin layer of agreement between the Five Sects was already riddled with holes and could be completely torn apart at any time.

Elder You Ke of the Xuantian Sect chose the wisest course of action.

Do not participate, do not take sides, and strengthen one's own defense.

He immediately issued an order that all Xuantian Sect Disciples were not allowed to act alone, must be in groups of at least three, and were not allowed to leave the camp a single step at night.

After receiving the order, Fang Chu penned all the handymen within the camp, and Qi Yang was quite happy with the leisure.

In the afternoon, Su Qinghan came to the handyman camp once again.

This time she didn't just drop things and leave; she sat down on a flat stone beside Qi Yang, as if she simply wanted to find a corner far away from the hustle and bustle to rest her feet.

She took out the poisonous Dao swordsmanship Jade Slip obtained in the Spell Hall from her Storage Pouch, pressed it against her forehead to carefully perceive it, and her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Qi Yang handed over a cup of coarse tea poured from a teapot pinned under the felt mat.

Su Qinghan took it and took an absent-minded sip.

"What is the Fairy worrying about?"

Qi Yang hunched his back and stepped closer by two steps, putting on a curious look.

Su Qinghan removed the Jade Slip from her forehead and twirled it twice in her hand.

"Bone-Eroding Seven Swords, a second-grade intermediate poisonous Dao swordsmanship. The path is completely different from the ice-type swordsmanship I Cultivate, so I can't use it."

She casually put the Jade Slip back into her Storage Pouch.

"When you go back, find someone to exchange it for Spirit Stones. It's worth at least a few thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

When Qi Yang heard the four words "Bone-Eroding Seven Swords", his heart stirred slightly.

Among the thirty-six types of poisonous Dao secret techniques recorded in the Myriad Poisons True Scripture, there were the Thirteen Swords of Eroding the Heavens, which was precisely the complete superior version of the Bone-Eroding Seven Swords.

However, not even a trace of a ripple from these thoughts floated onto his face.

"A few thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones... that's enough for this old man to use until I die."

Qi Yang sighed with emotion, then coughed twice more.

"The Fairy's harvest this trip has been quite abundant, whereas this old man has had it miserable, almost losing his life in there without getting the credit for even a single poisonous grass."

Su Qinghan glanced at him sideways, the corners of her mouth seeming to twitch.

"With that physique of yours, being able to return alive is already the greatest harvest."

She was silent for a moment, casting her gaze toward the distant direction where the Blood Shadow Sect and Qingyu Sect were confronting each other, and her tone lowered.

"The situation is getting more and more chaotic. The Qingyu Sect Disciple who was killed last night wasn't necessarily done by the Blood Shadow Sect."

Qi Yang's expression stunned: "Not the Blood Shadow Sect? Then who else could it be?"

"I don't know."

Su Qinghan withdrew her gaze, stood up, and patted the corner of her skirt.

"Endure it for a bit longer. Once the various sects finish exploring, it will be time to withdraw. You just hunker down in the camp recently, and whenever you hear any commotion, lie down and play dead, understand?"

"Understood, understood! Rest assured, Fairy, this old man will definitely not run around blindly!"

Su Qinghan nodded, then turned and left.

Qi Yang watched her figure disappear at the edge of the night, then lowered his head to continue feigning chewing on a piece of dry and hard spiritual rice cake, yet the corners of his mouth curved up slightly.

Endure it for a bit longer?

No, he was going to make another trip tonight. He certainly didn't want the things in the Poison-Nurturing Ancestral Land to be taken away by others.

Zi hour.

After waiting until the auras of Fang Chu and all the handymen sank into deep sleep, Qi Yang silently lifted the tattered felt mat.

After a high-grade qi-suppressing talisman was pasted onto his chest, all the aura fluctuations on his body were completely smoothed away as if by an invisible hand, and even the faint vibrations of his heartbeat were isolated outside.

Lowering his figure, Qi Yang slid out along the edge of the camp like a thin shadow close to the ground, disappearing into the entrance of the Wood Poison Passage.

He had already walked this path twice, and wouldn't take a single wrong step even with his eyes closed.

Qi Yang advanced at full speed in the passage, the Five Elements Grindstone in his body spinning rapidly, completely crushing and transforming the wood-type poisonous miasma surging in along the way.

For the distance of thirty miles, it took him less than half an incense stick of time to reach the entrance of the interlayer passage discovered previously.

Squeezing into the interlayer, he skirted along the stone wall to directly beneath the stone tower, falling once again into the drainage pipe.

This time Qi Yang did not go in the direction of the Inheritance Hall, but instead moved deeper along the pipeline.

According to the records of the Myriad Poisons True Scripture, there was a secret door at the very bottom of the stone tower's foundation, located directly above the fork at the end of the drainage pipeline.

Qi Yang groped forward in the pitch-black pipeline for about a hundred zhang, and a three-way intersection appeared ahead.

He stopped his steps, raised his head, and probed upward with earth-type spiritual power.

Three zhang above, there was indeed an iron plate surface completely different from the surrounding stones.

Even separated by a three-zhang-thick dark ironstone foundation, he could still perceive that the iron plate was engraved with intricate Five Elements formation patterns.

Although those formation patterns had been dormant for a thousand years, the underlying Spiritual Qi circuits were still faintly flowing.