34: Chapter 34 Su Qinghan's Transformation, Poison Spirit Valley Opens

Qi Yang looked at the bald Demonic Cultivator still struggling on the ground, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Root, accommodating all things, this daddy can refine even top-grade ultimate poisons, so why would I fear the backlash of your mere soul searching?"

Without any hesitation, Qi Yang directly followed the circulation route on the Jade Slip, gathering Poison Wood Spiritual Power onto the five fingers of his right hand.

Puff!

The five fingers were like iron hooks, fiercely piercing into the bald Demonic Cultivator's crown!

"Ah!!!"

The bald Demonic Cultivator let out an inhuman scream, his eyes rolling back.

Qi Yang let out a muffled grunt, only feeling a piercing pain in his mind as massive and chaotic memory fragments frantically surged into his mind.

After a full half-incense stick of time.

Bang!

The bald Demonic Cultivator's head completely exploded, dead as dead could be.

Qi Yang's face was pale, and he gasped heavily for breath, but his gaze was frighteningly bright.

He obtained extremely important intelligence from the memories of the bald Demonic Cultivator!

The elites of the Blood Fiend Sect were indeed preparing to explore Duling Valley, and furthermore, there was actually a safe route map concerning the outer perimeter of Duling Valley within the memories of this bald Demonic Cultivator!

"So the outer perimeter of Duling Valley is filled with ultimate poison grand formations; without a route map, even entering at the Qi Refining Tenth Layer means death."

Qi Yang sneered repeatedly.

He originally didn't want to wade into this muddy water, but now that he had the route map in hand, this was simply the heavens feeding the meal right to his mouth!

"Blood Fiend Sect, right? Demonic Cultivators, right?"

"This daddy won't fight you head-on, this daddy is going to go add some ingredients for you!"

Qi Yang skillfully pulled out the corpse-dissolving water, turning the bald Demonic Cultivator into a pool of blood, cleared away all traces, and turned to disappear into the boundless night.

...

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the Special Grade Herb Garden remained completely dead silent.

Qi Yang carried that broken hoe on his shoulder, slowly weeding in the spirit field.

His back was hunchbacked, and his sparse white hair trembled in the wind, making him look entirely like an old farmer with one foot in the grave.

Yet that pair of cloudy old eyes revealed a trace of clarity.

Not far away, Sword Qi crisscrossed within the courtyard of the West Wing Room.

Su Qinghan wore a plain white martial outfit, the cyan steel longsword in her hand transforming into countless afterimages throughout the sky, every sword stroke carrying ruthlessness and determination.

The Sword Qi tore through the air, producing a piercing sonic boom.

This girl had changed.

Zhou Yunfei's death gave her an immense shock, and she finally understood that in this cruel Cultivation World, whatever Sect rules, whatever righteous and honorable Sects, were all motherfucking bullshit!

Without strength, no matter how pretty one looked, one was merely a humanoid ultimate tonic in the eyes of others, liable to be swallowed whole skin and bones at any moment!

Only the sword grasped in one's own hand was the sole truth!

Boom!

Accompanied by a muffled explosion, the Spiritual Qi around Su Qinghan suddenly collapsed inward, then erupted like a geyser.

Under the accumulation of strength, her previously stagnant cultivation forcefully broke through the shackles.

Qi Condensation 8th Layer!

Su Qinghan sheathed her sword, gasping heavily for breath, a morbid flush appearing on her pale face.

That pair of pretty phoenix eyes no longer held the former weakness and illusions, leaving only a bone-chilling iciness.

Qi Yang stopped the work in his hands, coughed twice, and inwardly sighed with emotion.

"Three-element Profound Spiritual Root is indeed uniquely endowed by nature."

Over the past half year or more, he ate top-grade poisonous herbs as meals, enduring pain akin to scraping bones to cure poison every day, before barely stacking up to the Qi Condensation Seventh Layer.

Yet what about Su Qinghan?

After being slightly stimulated and in secluded cultivation for a few days, she broke through just like that naturally.

This was the gap in Spiritual Roots!

Spiritual Roots determined a Cultivator's speed and purity in absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, which was also the upper limit of cultivation Aptitude.

"However, so what? Living long is the ultimate truth."

Qi Yang withdrew his gaze and continued to lower his head to hoe the earth, as if he had seen nothing.

At night, in the underground secret chamber, Qi Yang sat cross-legged in front of the purple copper alchemical furnace, his eyes burning with fervor.

"It is time to prepare for the trip to Duling Valley."

According to the news given by the old man from Qianji Pavilion, Duling Valley a hundred miles away was about to open. There were ruins of a thousand-year Golden Core poison Cultivator there, with a high probability of hiding the core refining techniques and auxiliary medicine list of the foundation establishment pill.

This muddy water, Qi Yang had to wade into!

Only at the Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer Great Perfection could one attempt Foundation Establishment. He was currently only at the Qi Condensation Seventh Layer, still far away from Foundation Establishment.

However, clues for the foundation establishment pill were hard to come by; if he missed this time, he might never encounter them in this lifetime.

"The Demonic Cultivators of the Blood Fiend Sect will definitely move out in full force."

Qi Yang touched his chin, recalling the intelligence obtained from soul-searching the memories of that bald Demonic Cultivator in his mind.

The Blood Fiend Sect cultivated blood-path Cultivation Techniques, and were most skilled at condensing protective blood shields.

That blood shield not only had astonishing defensive power, but could also absorb human essence and blood, making it extremely troublesome.

If he didn't smash this turtle shell to pieces, his poison arrows wouldn't be able to penetrate at all!

"Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Root, accommodating all things, this daddy can not only refine poison, but can also reverse-refine medicine!"

Qi Yang sneered, pulling a jade box out of the Storage Pouch.

Opening the jade box, inside lay a lotus flower that was completely snow-white and exuded a faint fragrance.

Second-grade Spirit Medicine, Blood-Purifying Lotus!

This thing was originally a holy healing medicine used in the Cultivation World to purify Impurities within the body and treat Qi Deviation.

Yet Qi Yang intended to use it as the main material for poison!

He pulled open the stopper of the black gourd and dripped a drop of green liquid onto it.

The Blood-Purifying Lotus suddenly surged in growth, its medicinal potency forced to ripen to the limit of a hundred years!

Qi Yang formed hand seals with both hands, and crimson pill fire ignited at the bottom of the Pill Furnace.

He threw the hundred-year Blood-Purifying Lotus into the Pill Furnace, and immediately afterward, grabbed more than a dozen top-grade poisonous herbs such as the blood-dissolving vine and bone-corroding grass, throwing them all in together!

The Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art operated frantically. Qi Yang used the overbearing Poison Wood Spiritual Power as a guide, forcefully blending the purifying power of the Blood-Purifying Lotus with the corrosive power of the poisonous herbs together!

For a full two hours, a sizzling sound came from inside the Pill Furnace.

Qi Yang abruptly lifted the furnace lid.

There were no Medicinal Pills at the bottom of the furnace, only a small pinch of dark red powder.

The powder exuded a bizarre sweet fragrance, and a single sniff made one feel the Qi and blood within the body churning and boiling.

"blood-melting powder! Specifically breaks blood-path Cultivation Techniques. As long as it touches even a little bit, it can make the protective blood shield of a Demonic Cultivator rapidly collapse, along with the essence and blood inside the body melting into water!"

Qi Yang carefully packed the blood-melting powder into a jade bottle and put it away close to his body.

Afterward, he took inventory of his belongings in the Storage Pouch once more.

Dozens of first-grade superior explosive flame talisman, sleeve arrows stained with deadly poison, and that second-grade defective piece bought with a heavy price, the five elements ring.

Armed to the teeth!

"Blood Fiend Sect, I hope you can hold on for a little longer and not die too quickly."

Qi Yang changed into that oversized black robe, put on a human-skin mask with a gloomy expression, and quietly disappeared into the night along the tunnel of the secret chamber.

Deep within the Luohun Mountains, it was shrouded in gray miasma all year round, and even flying birds did not dare to cross over it from above.

This was a notoriously dangerous place, usually devoid of human traces.

However, today, the outer perimeter of Duling Valley was as lively as a vegetable market.

At this time, Qi Yang had already used the bone-shrinking technique to shrink his already hunchbacked body even shorter and shrivelled, like a maldeveloped dwarf.

On his face was pasted a human-skin mask full of pockmarks, and a breath-concealing talisman was slapped on his body, firmly suppressing his cultivation to the Qi Condensation 4th Layer. Mingled in the crowd of Loose Cultivators, he was completely inconspicuous.

That pair of cloudy eyes was unobtrusively sizing up the surroundings.

There were too many people!

On the open space at the outer perimeter of the valley, hundreds of people were densely gathered.

Loose Cultivators, Cultivators from small Family, and those Demonic Cultivators exuding a bloody stench all over occupied various positions with clear boundaries.

On the open space in the due east stood a group of Cultivators wearing blood-red robes.

That was the team of the Blood Fiend Sect!

Leading them was a burly Blood-Robed Elder. In his hand, he twirled two beads polished from human skulls, whole body exuding a sickening bloody aura.

Qi Yang's perception swept over quietly, his heart instantly sinking.

Peak of the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation!

He was only a step away from the Qi Refining Tenth Layer!

Although he was only a four-element Spiritual Root with extremely poor Aptitude, this level of cultivation was definitely stacked up forcefully by sucking dry the essence and blood of hundreds or thousands of Mortals and low-tier Cultivators!

Although Demonic Cultivation Techniques were prone to Qi Deviation and had short lifespans, in the early stages, their combat power was definitely much more formidable than Righteous Path Cultivators of the same rank.

"This old ghost is not easy to mess with; absolutely must not let him get close."

Qi Yang calculated inwardly.

At this moment, several high-pitched sword hums suddenly came from the horizon!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three brilliant sword lights cut through the sky, steadily landing directly in front of the entrance of Duling Valley.