517: Chapter 517 A Turning Point in Fate: Using Someone Else to Do the Deed!

Contained within this jade bottle was the "Soul-Devouring Devil Poison" he had obtained from an ancient ruin at a tremendous cost. This poison was colorless and odorless; once contaminated, it would silently corrode the Primordial Spirit, and even a Golden Immortal would find it difficult to detect.

He intended to secretly poison Fan Ye with it during tomorrow's decisive battle.

As long as Fan Ye's poison took effect, he could logically defeat this arrogant older brother and ascend to the position of Young Clan Chief.

This would also be the most important turning point in his life, the starting point for him to condense the imprint of an Immortal Lord Dao Fruit!

...

Meanwhile, in another, more luxurious mansion of the Celestial Demon Clan.

The eldest legitimate son, Fan Ye, was sitting cross-legged in the training room, Devilish Qi rolling around his body as he made his final preparations before the battle.

He had a handsome face and a noble temperament; every gesture he made exuded the air of a king.

But if one observed closely, they would notice that every time he circulated his Cultivation Technique to a certain critical node, his brows would furrow slightly, as if there were a hidden danger of his Meridians being obstructed.

"Sigh, although the Celestial Demon Great Transformation Technique is strong, after Cultivating to the ninth level, I always feel a lack of stamina, as if something is missing."

Fan Ye sighed and stopped his Cultivation. Just as he was preparing to get up and rest.

"Hum—"

The Formation in the training room, which was originally tight, unexpectedly showed a Lianyi without any warning.

Immediately following that, an ethereal and spiritual voice, as if coming from beyond the Nine Heavens, sounded abruptly beside his ear.

"The Celestial Demon Great Transformation Technique emphasizes transformation and downplays the refinement of the heart. You blindly pursue the dominance of external Devilish Qi while neglecting the purity of your inner true spirit.

If you continue to Cultivate like this, not only will you be unable to break through your Bottleneck, but you will also leave a fatal flaw in tomorrow's decisive battle."

"Who?"

Fan Ye was greatly alarmed. He abruptly drew the long sword at his waist and vigilantly looked around.

This was the core secret chamber of the Celestial Demon Clan's eldest legitimate son! The outside was filled with layers of Restrictions; even the Clan Chief could not sneak in silently!

"No need to search. If this seat wanted to kill you, you wouldn't even have the chance to draw your sword."

The voice remained ethereal, carrying a condescending indifference. It was precisely the Divine Thought of Lu Yuan, who had descended across three hundred thousand years of time and space.

He transformed into a phantom of a wandering expert with white hair and beard, possessing the demeanor of an immortal, slowly condensing into shape before Fan Ye.

Fan Ye looked at this phantom, which had no fluctuation of aura yet seemed to be integrated with the entire world, and his heart was stirred with stormy waves.

This Realm surpassed any elder he had ever seen!

"Senior... exactly what kind of sacred being are you? Why did you trespass into this Junior's secret chamber at night?" Fan Ye put away his long sword, bowed respectfully, and asked tentatively.

"This seat wanders the heavens and accidentally passed by this place. Seeing that your Aptitude is passable, yet you have walked into a dead end in your Cultivation, I have appeared to offer some guidance."

Lu Yuan was adept at acting like an expert: "Not only that, but this seat has also deduced the heavenly secrets and discovered that in your battle for the Young Clan Chief position tomorrow, there is a life-and-death Tribulation."

"A life-and-death Tribulation?"

Fan Ye furrowed his brows: "Senior is joking. Although this Junior dares not claim to be invincible among peers, within the young generation of the Celestial Demon Clan, no one is my match.

That Fan Tian may have some petty cleverness, but his strength is far inferior to mine; where does this talk of a life-and-death Tribulation come from?"

"It is easy to dodge an open spear, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow."

Lu Yuan's voice turned cold: "Your good brother Fan Tian has already secretly prepared the Soul-Devouring Devil Poison.

This poison specifically injures the Primordial Spirit and is colorless and odorless. During tomorrow's decisive battle, he only needs to find the flaw where your Cultivation Technique circulation stagnates, poison you secretly, and you will surely die."

"What?"

Fan Ye's pupils shrank violently. He recalled Fan Tian's various abnormal behaviors recently, and combined with the flaws that indeed existed in his own Cultivation Technique, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

If it were true, wouldn't he surely be defeated tomorrow? He might even lose his life!

"Senior! Save me!"

Fan Ye was a smart person and did not doubt the words of this mysterious expert.

He knelt on both knees without hesitation: "I beg Senior to point out the way; this Junior is willing to pay any price!"

"This seat does not need your price; meeting is fate."

Lu Yuan raised his right hand and flicked his finger.

"Hum!"

A mass of Chaos Qi appeared out of thin air and instantly submerged into Fan Ye's body.

Although this mass of Chaos Qi was only a wisp, for Fan Ye at this moment, it was like a divine enlightenment.

The Chaos Qi wandered through his limbs and bones, not only helping him cleanse his marrow and Meridians, but also directly forcibly clearing and repairing the Impurities and defects in his Celestial Demon Great Transformation Technique that caused his Meridians to be obstructed!

"This... what power is this?"

Fan Ye only felt comfortable all over; his cultivation, which had been stuck at a Bottleneck, actually showed signs of a Breakthrough!

"Not only that."

Lu Yuan flicked his finger again, and a wisp of white flame, so faint it was almost invisible but exuding an extremely pure and domineering aura, landed in Fan Ye's palm.

It was the seed of the World Purifying Heaven Burning Flame!

"Refine this wisp of purification fire into your Primordial Spirit.

In tomorrow's decisive battle, if that Fan Tian dares to use the Soul-Devouring Devil Poison, this fire will naturally burn it to ashes.

Not only that, but it can also backfire on the poisoner."

Lu Yuan looked at Fan Ye, who was trembling with excitement, and said indifferently: "The Opportunity has been bestowed; your life and death depend on your own grasp."

After speaking, the phantom with the demeanor of an immortal gradually faded and finally dissipated completely in the secret chamber.

"Many thanks to Senior for the grace of saving my life! This virtue of rebirth, Fan Ye will never forget for as long as I live!"

Fan Ye kowtowed three times to the Void Realm. He looked at the wisp of pure flame in his palm, and a flash of grim killing intent crossed his eyes.

"You good-for-nothing Fan Tian, you actually wanted to poison me... Tomorrow, I will surely make you die without a burial place!"

...

The next day, at the Celestial Demon Clan square, the battle for the Young Clan Chief position was held as scheduled.

On the arena, Fan Ye and Fan Tian stood facing each other.

"Big brother, please enlighten me." Fan Tian had a hypocritical smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes hid a deadly coldness.

"Stop the nonsense, let's do it." Fan Ye's expression was cold; he did not show the slightest courtesy.

The battle erupted instantly. Both of them were top Geniuses of the Celestial Demon Clan; Devilish Qi rolled, Divine Abilities collided, and they fought in an inextricable tangle.

The clan elders watching from below nodded frequently.

"This kid Fan Tian is not bad; he can actually exchange so many moves with Fan Ye."

But just as the two were fighting to a white-hot stage, Fan Ye, in order to feign a flaw, deliberately pretended that his magic power circulation was obstructed, and his figure paused slightly.

"Now is the time!"

A flash of ecstasy crossed Fan Tian's eyes. Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime Opportunity, he violently slapped his palm toward Fan Ye's chest.

The moment the palm wind touched Fan Ye's body, a wisp of colorless and odorless Soul-Devouring Devil Poison quietly slipped into Fan Ye's body along with his magic power.

"Hahaha! Big brother, you lost! The position of Young Clan Chief is mine!"

Fan Tian laughed wildly in his heart, as if he had already seen the scene of Fan Ye's Primordial Spirit collapsing and him falling to the ground begging for mercy.

Furthermore, at this moment, under the expansion of his excitement and ambition, a faint prototype of a "true spirit imprint," symbolizing the future Immortal Lord Dao Fruit, finally began to condense deep in his heart!

This was the node of his fate's turning point!

However, the anticipated collapse did not happen.