Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 307

Chapter 307 Five Poisons Master, Zi Yun Knows Her Mistake (Seeking Subscriptions)

“Fellow Daoist Wu, aren’t you worried that Li Chang’an might have poisoned the pills?”

Zi Yun’s words were cold and her attitude firm; she refused to accept the pills no matter what.

If it weren’t for this sudden turn of events, she would have already killed Li Chang’an.

How could she possibly take his pills?

She kindly reminded him, “Fellow Daoist Wu, rogue cultivators like Li Chang’an are always ruthless; don’t easily trust him.”

“This…”

Wu Shuo looked helpless.

He silently put away his storage bag, no longer mentioning the pills.

Zi Yun was the younger sister of the Holy Maiden Zi Xi; her storage bag must contain far more treasures than his, so perhaps she wouldn’t need these pills.

The atmosphere along the way was very strange.

None of the three spoke much.

Li Chang’an remained calm, showing little change, walking steadily through the thick poisonous fog.

Wu Shuo, on the other hand, was filled with worry, anxiously noting the path they had taken.

Soon,

he noticed that

Zi Yun’s expression was becoming increasingly grim.

Seven days later, Zi Yun’s magic-restoring treasures in her storage bag seemed to have run out, and her magic power was growing increasingly weak.

“Why isn’t it over yet?”

She gritted her teeth, her pretty face gradually turning pale.

Before long, her magic power was almost exhausted.

She was powerless to resist the poisonous fog attacking from all directions and had to swallow antidotes to barely hold on.

Two more days passed.

Zi Yun’s antidotes in her storage bag were also exhausted.

But the poisonous fog was still endless, and the road ahead seemed endless.

Her face was deathly pale, and a sense of despair arose in her heart.

A moment later,

she suddenly swayed, unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed to the ground.

“Fellow Daoist Zi!”

Wu Shuo’s expression changed drastically, and he rushed forward to check on her.

He saw that Zi Yun’s lips were purple, and her arms were covered with dense, bluish-purple lines, clearly indicating that she was deeply poisoned.

If she did not receive treatment, she would soon die here.

Wu Shuo was anxious.

As a guest disciple of the Holy Maiden Zi Xi, he could not stand by and watch his sister die here.

In his haste, he disregarded everything else. He

immediately took out the antidote pill Li Chang’an had given him, used his magic to neutralize its effects, and channeled it into Zi Yun’s meridians.

After a moment,

Zi Yun’s symptoms of poisoning gradually subsided, and she awoke.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, thank you…”

She suddenly noticed the pill in Wu Shuo’s hand, her feelings becoming complicated.

It was the pill refined by Li Chang’an that had saved her life.

Her previous assumptions were clearly wrong.

These pills were not only non-toxic, but also extremely effective against the surrounding poisonous fog.

Wu Shuo secretly transmitted his voice: “Fellow Daoist Zi, if you want to find out the cause of Fellow Daoist Ye’s death, you cannot die here. You must find a way to get out alive.”

Zi Yun sighed softly: “I understand.”

Wu Shuo continued: “The pills refined by Fellow Daoist Li are our hope for getting out alive.”

As he spoke, he handed over a storage bag. Inside

the storage bag

were various third-tier pills refined by Li Chang’an.

If it were the previous Zi Yun, she would have forcefully told him to take it away.

But now,

she said nothing, her heart filled with mixed emotions, and silently accepted the storage bag.

In the following days,

thanks to Li Chang’an’s pills,

Zi Yun had recovered to normal and began to use various methods to probe her surroundings.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, I always feel that something is wrong. The poisonous fog around us seems to be deliberately targeting us. I’m afraid someone is manipulating all of this in secret.”

“Fellow Daoist Zi, Fellow Daoist Li also mentioned this suspicion to me earlier.”

“Li Chang’an? He…”

Zi Yun’s eyes were complicated as she glanced at Li Chang’an.

The reason she could sense something was wrong was because she had used the treasure given to her by Zi Xi.

Why could Li Chang’an see the abnormality?

Zi Yun wanted to go forward and ask.

However,

she had made things too tense before.

Although she wanted to speak now, she couldn’t bring herself to do it, and could only let countless doubts surge in her mind.

Wu Shuo saw her thoughts and immediately ran to the front, coming to Li Chang’an’s side.

“Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Ziyun’s guess is the same as yours. Do you know who is secretly manipulating all of this?”

“Ye Sang.”

Li Chang’an said calmly, uttering the name.

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuo was filled with surprise.

Ye Sang had already been killed by Li Chang’an, reduced to a pile of minced meat. How could he possibly come back to life to fight them?

“Fellow Daoist Li, are you sure?”

“Yes, the Ye Sang I killed earlier should only be an avatar.”

“The art of avatars…”

Wu Shuo seemed to understand.

A moment later.

He returned to Ziyun’s side and told her what Li Chang’an had said.

Ziyun was also surprised and found it hard to accept.

“It can’t be Fellow Daoist Ye!”

She shook her head slightly, denying it.

“Even if Fellow Daoist Ye is still alive, with his kind nature, he would never attack us.” As soon as she

finished speaking,

a young man’s voice suddenly rang out from the depths of the poisonous fog.

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Ziyun really trusts me.” “

What?”

Ziyun was shocked, an incredulous look appearing on her pretty face as she looked into the depths of the poisonous fog.

The three of them were very familiar with this voice.

It was Ye Sang!

“Fellow Daoist Ye, what’s going on?”

Wu Shuo shouted, his heart filled with vigilance.

Recalling Li Chang’an’s earlier words, he had a vague premonition of something bad.

The next moment,

the surroundings suddenly changed.

The poisonous fog dissipated, and everything around them became clear.

Wu Shuo and Zi Yun then realized that they were in a valley.

On the cliffs on both sides of the valley, there were many strange hanging coffins.

A rough count showed that there were at least tens of thousands of hanging coffins!

In each hanging coffin,

there was a poisonous corpse with a bluish-purple body, slowly emitting dark green corpse poison.

“A place for raising corpses.”

Li Chang’an remained relatively calm, his eyes scanning the hanging coffins before finally settling on what was ahead.

In front of the three of them, at the exit of the valley,

Ye Sang, dressed in a white robe, smiled, his temperament gentle, and his body still exuding the fragrance of herbs, making him easy to like at first glance.

“Fellow Daoist Li’s knowledge is quite good, to know about a place for raising corpses.”

He said with a smile, looking confident, seemingly not worried about the three of them escaping.

Zi Yun’s face turned ugly as she stared intently at him.

She never imagined that the person behind all this was truly Ye Sang!

Ye Sang’s character was clearly not as benevolent as he appeared.

“Fellow Daoist Ye, who exactly are you?”

“Hehe, I presume Fellow Daoist Zi already has a guess?”

Ye Sang responded with a smile.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, his magic power condensing into the shape of five poisonous insects.

“I come from the Five Poison Valley of Yan Kingdom, and am a disciple of a Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Five Poison Valley!”

“Indeed, a person from Yan Kingdom!”

Zi Yun gritted her teeth, hating herself for being so foolish to be deceived by a demonic cultivator.

Li Chang’an understood.

He too had some suspicions, but only now was he certain.

The cultivation world of Yan Kingdom borders Zhao Kingdom, located to its north.

The entire cultivation world of Yan Kingdom has no righteous sects; from top to bottom, whether it’s Nascent Soul or Qi Refining forces, they are all established by demonic cultivators.

Yan Kingdom can be considered the stronghold of the demonic path.

The main sect of the Yin Soul Sect, the Ming Soul Sect, is one of the Nascent Soul demonic sects of Yan Kingdom!

Ye Sang’s ancestral Five Poisons Valley was another Nascent Soul demonic sect in the Yan Kingdom.

It was rumored

that within the Five Poisons Valley resided five Nascent Soul elder demons, all astonishingly skilled poison cultivators.

Wu Shuo shouted, “Ye Sang, how dare you! As a demonic cultivator from the Yan Kingdom, you dare to act so presumptuously in my Zhao Kingdom!”

“Why wouldn’t I dare?”

Ye Sang retorted with a smile.

“The cultivators here are all weak and feeble. Even if they know I’m a demonic cultivator, so what? I can easily stir up a storm with a few poison techniques, making countless cultivators here willingly become poison cultivators.”

Hearing this,

Li Chang’an suddenly remembered an old friend.

“There was once a cultivator in the Southern Region called the Five Poisons Hermit. Could it be that you gave him the poison techniques he practiced?”

“That’s right.”

Ye Sang smiled broadly, answering every question.

“When I first arrived in the Southern Region, I felt a connection with that little fellow, so I rewarded him with a few poison techniques.”

It must be said, those poison techniques were indeed quite good.

The Five Poisons Hermit’s talent wasn’t particularly outstanding, yet he managed to cultivate to the peak of Foundation Establishment through his poison arts, and even had a chance to form his core. Ye Sang didn’t feel any regret

about the Five Poisons Hermit’s death

; after all, he was just a pawn he casually placed.

If he could stir up trouble in the Southern Region, all the better; if not, so be it.

For him,

what truly mattered was this land of raising corpses.

“I discovered this place many years ago. There are no hidden opportunities here, but it’s perfect for raising corpses. So I spent over a hundred years slowly figuring out the situation here and controlling a large number of remnants of the array…”

Ye Sang is now practically a master of this strange space.

That’s why

he seems so confident.

Li Chang’an asked again, “You invited fellow Daoists Zi Yun and Wu Shuo here to refine them into poison corpses?”

“No.”

Ye Sang shook his head slightly.

“I just want to control fellow Daoist Zi Yun through poison techniques, and then use her to get close to the Holy Maiden Zi Xi, to gain the favor of this future Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Zixia Sect.”

“I see.”

Li Chang’an understood.

What this person said was pretty much what he had guessed.

As for why he wanted to gain Zi Xi’s favor, Ye Sang didn’t say it explicitly.

He asked with a smile, “Fellow Daoist Zi Yun, would you be willing to become my servant and help me gain the favor of the Holy Maiden Zi Xi?”

“You’re dreaming!”

Zi Yun stared at him intently, her eyes filled with killing intent.

At the same time, she felt a little regretful.

She had actually misunderstood a righteous cultivator like Li Chang’an because of a demonic cultivator.

Now that she thought about it,

every word Li Chang’an had said before was correct.

It was just that she was arrogant; as a disciple of a major sect, she had always looked down on rogue cultivators in the mountains and was prejudiced against Li Chang’an, not believing what he said.

Zi Yun said apologetically, “Fellow Daoist Li, I was wrong before.”

“It’s alright.”

Li Chang’an waved his hand, not taking it to heart.

“Kill this person first, then we can talk about other things.”

“Alright, kill this demonic cultivator first!”

Zi Yun could no longer suppress her killing intent; her magic power surged, wishing she could tear Ye Sang to pieces.

Ye Sang laughed loudly.

“Want to kill me? You two overestimate yourselves.”

He waved his hand, and the surrounding poisonous fog surged, instantly engulfing the entire valley.

The situation around the three of them returned to its previous state.

Ye Sang’s laughter echoed from the depths of the poisonous fog.

“Li Chang’an, I’ve been operating here for a hundred years. The poisonous fog is endless. How many pills do you have?”

He clearly intended to trap the three of them with the poisonous fog, forcing them to exhaust all their treasures. The

dense poisonous fog swept in wildly, devouring everything around them.

The three of them used their magic power to create a barrier, temporarily blocking the poisonous fog, but their own magic power was being rapidly depleted, requiring them to continuously consume pills.

“Bang!”

A poisonous corpse suddenly emerged from the dense poisonous fog, slamming into the magic barrier in front of Li Chang’an.

Immediately afterward,

more and more poisonous corpses attacked.

Countless poisonous corpses appeared and disappeared in the poisonous fog, each with a ferocious face, making this place resemble a living hell.

“What should we do now?”

Wu Shuo’s face was full of worry.

His combat strength was not strong, and his weapon-refining skills were useless, so he could only ask Li Chang’an and Zi Yun for advice.

“Ye Sang has been operating here for far too long; we simply can’t outlast him. Fellow Daoist Li, how long can your pills last?”

“Fortunately, they can last a few more days.”

Li Chang’an remained calm, showing no sign of panic.

A flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand as he took out a storage bag, opened it, and showed it to Wu Shuo.

Seeing the thousands upon thousands of pills piled up like mountains,

Wu Shuo was immediately dumbfounded.

“This…this…”

His heart trembled, his voice shaking, and he couldn’t speak for a moment.

Since embarking on his cultivation journey, he had never seen so many pills piled up.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, what’s wrong?”

Zi Yun, curious, also leaned over to take a look.

The next instant

, a look of shock appeared on her pretty face.

Even a genius like her, born into a Nascent Soul sect, had never seen so many third-tier pills on a cultivator.

Compared to Li Chang’an, she seemed like a rogue cultivator from the mountains!

“Fellow Daoist Li, you… how do you have so many pills?”

Zi Yun swallowed hard, seemingly trying to suppress her shock, but couldn’t help asking.

Li Chang’an smiled.

“Fellow Daoist Zi, you may not know, but the path of a rogue cultivator is extremely difficult, often encountering various dangers. Therefore, I prepared some extra pills, just in case.”

“Some?”

Zi Yun’s beautiful eyes widened, her voice rising considerably.

In her view, the pills in this storage bag were practically inexhaustible, perhaps enough to keep her from Ye Sang alive forever!

Moreover, there were not only ordinary pills,

but also various magical pills .

She suddenly revealed a look of surprise and took out a magical pill.

“It’s actually a Heavenly Thunder Magical Pill! This pill contains the power of thunder, capable of dispersing the poisonous fog here! If this poisonous fog is gone, I’m confident I can kill Ye Sang.”

“Oh? Fellow Daoist Zi, are you really confident?”

Li Chang’an had originally planned to act personally.

But if Zi Yun was capable, then he didn’t need to intervene.

Zi Yun nodded and said, “My sister once bestowed upon me a treasure. This treasure can unleash power surpassing that of the Golden Core stage several times. As long as I find an opportunity, killing Ye Sang won’t be difficult.”

“Then I’ll trouble Fellow Daoist Zi to take action. If these magic pills aren’t enough, I have more.”

Saying this, Li Chang’an took out two more storage bags.

These two storage bags were filled with various kinds of magic pills.

In addition,

he also had a large amount of alchemy materials.

If that wasn’t enough, he could refine them on the spot.

Looking at this massive amount of magic pills, Zi Yun was deeply shocked.

She took a deep breath and solemnly said, “Fellow Daoist Li, rest assured, with the help of these magic pills, I will definitely be able to kill Ye Sang!”

After saying this, she took away many magic pills, and her whole body transformed into a purple light and flew away.

In an instant,

lightning flashed across the heavens and earth.

Countless Heavenly Thunder Pills exploded beneath the sky, their terrifying power coalescing into a vast sea of lightning that instantly shattered all the poisonous mist.

The numerous poisonous corpses within the mist collapsed, turning to dust amidst the rolling thunder.

“Not good!”

Ye Sang, hidden in the shadows, paled, completely unprepared for this unexpected turn of events.

He retreated hastily, intending to leave.

But Zi Yun had already found his hiding place, her face filled with rage and murderous intent, a terrifying treasure appearing in her hand.

“Demonic cultivator, prepare to die!”

she roared, the treasure in her hand radiating light, transforming into a dazzling golden spear.

A flash of golden light filled the heavens and earth as the spear pierced the sky, instantly penetrating Ye Sang’s chest and pinning him firmly to the cliff face.

“Wait! I’m willing to be your slave! I’m willing to return to the Five Poisons Valley and become an inside agent for the righteous sects!”

Ye Sang pleaded in terror.

But Zi Yun’s killing intent was already uncontrollable, and she unleashed another spear strike.

Boom!

Ye Sang’s head exploded instantly.

This time, there were no surprises.

Li Chang’an quietly used the Soul-Suppressing Banner to collect his soul.

The battle was over!

Zi Yun’s pretty face was slightly pale, clearly indicating she had expended considerable energy.

She took Ye Sang’s storage bag, not immediately searching through it, but instead taking out all the treasures within.

“Fellow Daoist Li, I owe you a great debt this time. Otherwise, even if I hadn’t died, I would have been controlled by Ye Sang. If you find these treasures useful, take them all.”

“Alright.”

Li Chang’an didn’t stand on ceremony, as the Myriad Poison Gu in his sleeve was excitedly churning.

Ye Sang’s storage bag contained a large number of poison-related treasures, some of which were even at the near-fourth rank, extremely beneficial to the Myriad Poison Gu.

The Myriad Poison Gu whispered pitifully, “Master, my stomach is almost flat from hunger.”

“You, you’re as fat as a ball, where’s flat?”

Li Chang’an scoffed, waving his hand to collect all the poison-related treasures.

Seeing this,

Zi Yun’s eyes flickered, but she didn’t ask anything.

Everyone has secrets, and in her eyes, Li Chang’an had especially many.

Asking too many questions would inevitably displease him.

Besides these poison-related treasures, Li Chang’an also copied all the poison-related techniques and spells.

Among them was a poison technique of the Heavenly Rank, and several Heavenly Rank poison spells.

Useless to Li Chang’an,

but they could fill the library of Changqing Mountain, strengthening its foundation.

“This ‘Hundred Poisons Refining Puppet Body’ should be his method of creating clones.”

“Using puppet refining techniques to create clones has many flaws, it’s not as good as my Blood Incarnation…”

Li Chang’an casually flipped through it.

Although this spell reached the Heavenly Rank, it was far less convenient and useful than the Blood Incarnation Technique.

He quickly lost interest and turned his attention to the spiritual medicine inheritance.

“A high-grade third-tier spiritual medicine inheritance!”

He was quite interested in this inheritance.

Chaos was approaching.

Possessing a high-level spiritual medicine skill was not a bad thing.

“Perfect, I can use this spiritual medicine inheritance to distract myself while refining my body.”

Li Chang’an smiled, copied the inheritance, and threw it into his storage bag.

Most of the remaining items were of little value.

Wu Shuo didn’t take anything, after all, he hadn’t contributed.

Zi Yun collected the remaining items and also took Ye Sang’s corpse, presumably to give to Zi Xi.

“Fellow Daoist Li, this matter is settled, are you ready to return?”

Her voice softened as she asked Li Chang’an.

Without Ye Sang as the mastermind, their return journey shouldn’t encounter too many surprises.

Li Chang’an shook his head slightly, looking into the depths of this strange space.

“Fellow Daoist Zi, I didn’t come here for any opportunity, but to save a friend.”

(End of Chapter)