Become invincible from practicing poison skills

Chapter 108 Fang Yi Makes His Appearance! The Deadly Poison Shows Its Power! (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Finally, Yan Qingxuan turned around and called a disciple up, saying with a smile, "Lu Feng, you can go and give them some pointers. Remember, you are not allowed to use any other methods, only the martial arts techniques you have learned from the stone tablet."

"Yes, Master."

The disciple whose name was called responded and stepped forward.

He was dressed in a green robe, with an extraordinary temperament. He wore a purple-gold crown and had a handsome face, like a banished immortal. His expression was calm as he looked at the many elders and disciples of the Poison Sect.

"Elders, my name is Lu Feng. Please enlighten me!"

He clasped his hands together.

Although the tone was respectful, it made people's faces turn extremely ugly.

Especially those Poison Sect elders.

How arrogant!
He learned a few tricks from this stone tablet and dared to act recklessly in their Poison Sect?
They knew that this battle was absolutely crucial; not only could they not lose, they had to win spectacularly.

Otherwise, it would harm their Daoist beliefs.

It will cause what they have persevered for so many years to collapse in an instant.

The First Elder and Elder Hu had gloomy expressions and remained silent.

The other elders also frowned, looking at the disciples as if pondering who would be the most suitable to step down.

"Elder, may I ask your Poison Sect, who is willing to step forward?"

Seeing that no one was going to come forward, Lu Feng asked again.

"What's the rush? It's not like we're not going to participate!"

Elder Hu spoke coldly, glancing at Lu Feng.

"Lu Feng, don't be rude. They may not have made up their minds yet, so let them think about it carefully."

Yan Qingxuan suddenly smiled.

"Yes, Master!"

Lu Feng nodded again.

The faces of many members of the Poison Sect were extremely grim.

I have this urge to be slapped in the face by someone coming to my door.

"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore."

Ye Jiuxiao gritted his teeth and said, "Ouyang Feng, why don't you go up and teach him a lesson?"

"Me? I can't do it."

Fang Yi shook his head repeatedly.

"Why can't you? The poison in your body can even injure me. As long as you go into battle, you can take him down in one move."

Ye Jiuxiao transmitted his voice, saying, "These people dare to come to the Poison Sect to challenge us, so they must have prepared antidote items. The poisons that ordinary disciples cultivate will definitely not be of any use. Only your poison can be effective. Don't worry, as long as you go on stage, I will definitely get you a Rebirth Pill afterward."

"With so many experts in the Poison Sect, including dozens of core members, any one of them could easily handle it, right?"

Fang Yi asked.

The core disciples have all read the Poison Scripture.

Even the weakest among them possesses a source of potent poison.

Take, for example, the Poison of Power!
How could such a potent poison not kill the opponent?
"It's probably useless. They know we have the source of the deadly poison, yet they still dare to come and provoke us. They must have a way to counter the source of the deadly poison."

Ye Jiuxiao continued to transmit his voice.

"Then why don't you go on stage? Aren't you better than me?"

Fang Yi asked.

"I can't do it. They said only those below the Nirvana Realm can participate. If I go on stage, I'll definitely be exposed."

Ye Jiuxiao transmitted his voice.

While the two were talking, the Grand Elder finally sent someone to the stage.

Without a doubt, this is a core disciple.

His name is Zhao Yuantai. He has been practicing for many years and has mastered the origins of four kinds of highly toxic substances.

As soon as he arrived, he activated his poison technique, emanating a terrifying aura.

He brought his poison skills and agility to their fullest potential.

In an instant, afterimages filled the arena, and a gust of poisonous wind swept through.

It was as if a black whirlwind had suddenly swept in, containing deadly poison that hissed and corroded everything. The figure seemed to have vanished completely, perfectly blending into the poisonous wind.

However, Lu Feng, who was inside the arena, seemed to ignore all the deadly poison.

His expression was calm as he stood with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, a jade pendant at his waist emitted a brilliant light, isolating him from all the deadly poisons around him.

"Brother Zhao, you're too slow."

Lu Feng's voice was calm, then he suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he struck out with a palm containing seven or eight different kinds of force, directly hitting Zhao Yuantai's body.

Zhao Yuantai was secretly surprised, not expecting his opponent to move so quickly. He mustered all his strength, compressing all the poison into his palm, and met the attack with a palm strike.

Snapped!
Boom!

With a loud bang, the poisonous wind collapsed.

Zhao Yuantai grunted and his body flew backward. He felt seven or eight different forces rushing into his body along his meridians. Some were pure yin, some were pure yang, some contained yin within yang, some contained yang within yin, some were scorching, and some were domineering, switching back and forth, making it impossible to defend against.

"Indeed, there is something to ward off poison."

Ye Jiuxiao transmitted his voice, saying, "Those who seek the path to immortality are all masters of weapon crafting; ordinary people's deadly poisons cannot take effect."

Fang Yi frowned, having witnessed all of this.

He felt that this Senior Brother Zhao's mastery of the deadly poison was too weak.

It seems that it can't even compare to one percent of its own.

"Yuan Tai!"

Elder Hu's expression changed slightly. He appeared beside Zhao Yuantai in an instant and immediately examined his injuries. He found that the internal energy in Zhao Yuantai's body was chaotic, with eight different energies clashing wildly, creating a feeling that he could not suppress.

He acted swiftly, immediately sealing all of Zhao Yuantai's major acupoints and channeling his internal energy to calm the surging forces within him.

"Concession."

Lu Feng immediately cupped his hands and smiled, "I didn't expect Brother Zhao to be so fragile. I'm sorry, I will stop now."

The faces of the many members of the Poison Sect immediately turned even uglier.

Everyone felt frustrated and angry.

After defeating them using martial arts techniques, you should stop.

"It's an unfair victory. How can you call it a heroic act to evade our deadly poison by using something that can protect you from it?"

Someone let out a cold snort and said.

Their Poison Sect specializes in poison, yet their opponent used poison-avoiding items to evade the deadly poison.

What's the point of this exchange?
"We've already stated that this competition will only test pure martial arts skills. What's the point if we use deadly poison?"

Lu Feng smiled.

"Humph!"

The man snorted again and said no more.

The elder's face was grim; he remained silent, watching everything unfold.

"This junior brother is willing to play."

Suddenly, a shout came from outside.

Ye Jiuxiao pushed Fang Yi out directly and transmitted his voice, "Don't worry, once you get through this, I will definitely help you get the Rebirth Pill."

Fang Yi's face darkened, and he suddenly became the center of attention.

Fortunately, he had successfully disguised himself and used the Treasure Vase Sutra to conceal his aura, so he didn't have to worry about being recognized.

"he is."

"I don't think I've seen this before?"

"Who took this disciple?"

"Nonsense! If even the core disciples aren't good enough, who does he think he is to act so arrogantly!"

Many elders' expressions darkened slightly.

Only the First Elder's expression shifted. He suddenly glanced at Ye Jiuxiao, seemingly recognizing him, and then looked at Fang Yi again. His heart tightened, and he guessed Fang Yi's identity.

The kid finally made it out of the poison pit.

"Elder, who is this person? Should we stop him?"

An elder immediately whispered something.

"No need, let him play."

The elder's expression remained calm.

"Are you really going to let him play?"

The elders looked surprised and scrutinized Fang Yi again.

Could this be the Grand Elder's secret successor?
"Someone else has arrived, that's good."

Lu Feng laughed and looked at Fang Yi, asking, "How should I address this senior brother?"

"My name is Duan Zhixing!"

Fang Yi cupped his hands in greeting.

"Senior Brother Duan, please!"

Lu Feng smiled.

“Senior brother, your cultivation level is higher than mine. Without using potent poison, I can hardly defeat you. Poison techniques are my only means of combat. So, you don’t mind if I use poison techniques, do you?”

Fang Yi said.

"Poisonous arts?"

Lu Feng smiled again.

Knowing full well that he was carrying a highly poisonous object, he still dared to use his poison skills; that's quite interesting.

"If Senior Brother Duan is willing, then it's up to you."

Lu Feng smiled.

"Alright, you can go down and heal your wounds now."

Fang Yi smiled.

"Oh?"

Lu Feng laughed, "You're so confident you can poison me before the competition even starts? Pfft."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and his face turned deathly pale. He then uncontrollably fell backward.

His face was filled with horror. He quickly looked at Fang Yi and felt dizzy, his vision blurred, and his whole body was in excruciating pain. He could barely stand up.

When did I get poisoned?

He has a poison-repelling item personally crafted by his master, which can counteract most of the sources of poison!

When did the other party poison him?

"You... Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Lu Feng coughed up blood again, and could no longer speak clearly.

There was an uproar outside the venue.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

When did Duan Zhixing poison this person?

How did he do that?
Not only were Yan Qingxuan and his group confused, but everyone on the Poison Sect's side was also completely dumbfounded.

They had all witnessed how fierce Lu Feng had been.

Even Zhao Yuantai couldn't do anything about the jade pendant at his waist.

But Duan Zhixing was able to silently poison the other party?

How can it be?

"Whose disciple is this?"

"Hiss! What kind of deadly poison is he using?"

"A promising talent, this is a promising talent!"

All the elders of the Poison Sect were shocked and hurriedly spoke up.

Only the Grand Elder's expression softened slightly, revealing a faint smile.

I was right about the other person after all.

No wonder he could stay at the bottom of the poison pit for so long!
No wonder Ye Jiuxiao wanted him to make an appearance!
"Brother Yan, it seems your disciple is not doing well. He should go down and heal his wounds first."

The elder said calmly.

"Lu Feng, how are you feeling? Why aren't you taking the antidote?"

Yan Qingxuan shouted immediately.

He prepared various methods for Lu Feng.

Besides the jade pendant for protection against poison, it also contains a universal antidote that can suppress most potent poisons.

Lu Feng hurriedly took out the pill bottle, pouring it into his mouth while glancing at Fang Yi in alarm, fearing Fang Yi might launch a sneak attack. But Fang Yi stood there innocently, completely still.

"He didn't launch a sneak attack?"

Lu Feng's mind wavered, and he was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when his expression suddenly changed, and he let out a scream, spitting out a mist of blood.

This time, the spray of blood mist was even more ferocious.

It's like a fountain, spraying wave after wave, just spraying outwards.

At the same time, he felt a stinging pain in his internal organs, soul, and spirit.

This was a pain that came from within, like being refined in a corpse-refining process, which was almost unbearable for him.

"what!"

Lu Feng screamed, tilted his head back and fell to the ground with a thud, his body convulsing as he completely lost consciousness.

Blood was gushing from his seven orifices and groin.
The person was almost unrecognizable as human.

"Senior Brother Lu, I told you long ago to go down and heal your injuries, but you insisted on not listening."

Fang Yi said helplessly.

"Lu Feng!"

Yan Qingxuan's expression changed drastically. He quickly appeared in front of Lu Feng and reached out to grab Lu Feng to heal his injuries.

"Don't touch him."

It is easy to export.

laugh!
Yan Qingxuan moved too quickly, and his palm still touched down. The next moment, his entire palm quickly turned black, as if it had been stained with ink, causing his expression to change.

"break!"

With a low shout, a pure white light emanated from his palm and fingers, quickly forcing out the layer of darkness. He then grabbed Lu Feng and began to treat him.

"Excellent method! Excellent poison!"

Yan Qingxuan shouted, turning to look at Fang Yi, his eyes flashing with cold light.

Fang Yi was startled and instinctively stepped back.

"Brother Yan, you're not taking these juniors' sparring seriously, are you?"

The Grand Elder spoke calmly, taking a step forward and suddenly blocking Fang Yi's path to prevent a sneak attack. He said in a low voice, "Didn't you say you would instruct us with the techniques on the stone tablet? This is only the beginning. I wonder who will be next? My Poison Sect studies unorthodox methods, and naturally uses unorthodox methods as well. Let us see just how powerful the 'righteous path' you've comprehended from this stone tablet really is. If it is powerful, we are willing to learn your 'righteous path'!"

He returned every single word the other person had said.

Didn't you say I was a heretic?
Then I'll just go all the way with my evil ways.

Let's see if your righteous path is more powerful, or my evil path?

With a single sentence, he instantly shattered the opponent's scheme to dismantle and destroy the Poison Sect.

Yan Qingxuan's expression changed drastically, and he was immediately rendered speechless by the elder's rebuke.

Originally, I wanted to give the Poison Sect a good slap in the face.

But now the scene seems to be completely reversed!

Even Lu Feng was poisoned silently. If the rest of them were to join the fight, could they guarantee they wouldn't be poisoned?

The key point is that he couldn't figure out how Fang Yi had poisoned him at all.
This guy is playing dumb to take advantage of others!
"Are you scared? The techniques on the stone tablet don't seem that powerful. You make it sound like you're invincible. If they can't even stop our poison techniques, then why are we even studying the techniques on the stone tablet?"

Suddenly, a loud, raucous voice came from the crowd, its echoes faint and unclear, making it impossible to discern its exact direction.

It was Ye Jiuxiao.

Yan Qingxuan and a group of elders who sought immortality all changed their expressions and began firing directly at the crowd.

These words nearly shattered their conspiracy.

"Yunjiang, you go!"

Yan Qingxuan gritted his teeth and shouted.

They were ordered to come and test the Poison Sect, and they couldn't give up halfway. They had to continue testing no matter what.

"Yes, Master!"

A disciple behind him gritted his teeth and stepped forward, his mind extremely alert. Ever since Lu Feng was poisoned, he had been circulating the Poison Avoidance Technique and activating all the poison avoidance items on his body, making him seem as if he were shrouded in an invisible holy light.

"This senior brother, please!"

Jiang Yun cupped his hands, unwilling to give Fang Yi a chance to go down. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately pounced towards Fang Yi at lightning speed, unleashing his movement technique with a whoosh.

Unexpectedly, just as he lunged forward, his expression suddenly changed, he felt excruciating pain all over his body, let out a scream, and coughed up blood. His body collapsed to the ground, rolling violently on the ground.

His entire face turned black rapidly at a visible speed, his skin ulcerated, blood gushed from his seven orifices, and he was in extreme pain.

Wow!
Another gasp of shock came from outside the stadium.

Poisoned again?

How is this done?
They still couldn't see how Fang Yi poisoned the air; even if there was poison in the air, they should have been able to smell it.

"Senior brother, you should go down and heal your wounds."

Fang Yi answered honestly.

"Jiang Yun!"

Yan Qingxuan's expression changed again, and he swayed as he quickly reappeared in front of Jiang Yun, rapidly checking Jiang Yun's body, but found nothing amiss.

The moment his palm touched Jiang Yun, a layer of dark substance spread rapidly along his palm toward his arm and body, and a considerable amount of toxins once again invaded his body.

"Bastard!"

Yan Qingxuan roared inwardly, activated the Poison Avoidance Technique, and used his great power to force out these highly toxic substances again. Then he quickly sealed Jiang Yun's acupoints to heal Jiang Yun's injuries.

“Brother Yan, your disciples seem rather incompetent. Is this all the method you’ve learned from the stone tablet? If this is all you’ve got, then we are truly disappointed. The methods of our predecessors are not necessarily strong, and the methods of our successors are not necessarily weak. The new generation surpasses the old. The methods of our Poison Sect are no weaker than any other lineage.”

The Grand Elder spoke up, saying calmly, "This kind of one-on-one competition is too slow. Why don't you let all your disciples go up? That way, you'll have a chance to use the Stone Tablet Technique."

"That's right. Isn't the Stone Tablet Method supposed to be the orthodox method? In my opinion, that's not entirely true."

Elder Hu suddenly laughed, guessing Fang Yi's identity, and said with a smile, "Let your disciples all come up together."

Yan Qingxuan and a group of elders seeking the path to immortality all had ashen faces and turbulent emotions in their hearts.

Slap in the face!

They are getting a severe slap in the face!
Originally, they wanted to destroy the Poison Sect's Dao Heart, but now they've been slapped in the face by the Poison Sect instead!

They hated this guy named Duan Zhixing to the core.

But now we're in a bind, what can we do?
The disciples behind them felt a chill in their hearts and sensed panic.

They were truly astonished by Fang Yi's method of poisoning without leaving a trace.

It’s so evil.

Several senior brothers went up, but they couldn't even make a single move before they vomited blood and screamed in agony, losing their fighting ability and becoming dead or alive.

The key is that they have no idea how the other party did it.

The more unknown something is, the more frightening it becomes.

They were terrified that Yan Qingxuan would call on them to play again.

Judging from this trend, even if they get promoted, it will be completely useless.

"Elder Yan, if you think the stone tablet method is unreliable, you can also use your own immortal techniques. To be honest, I would love to learn about immortal techniques."

Fang Yi suddenly spoke.

Whether the stone tablet method is real or fake, he is not interested.

Because it's nothing more than martial arts techniques.

He is now interested in the Taoist arts and wants to see if his poison can be effective against them on the front lines.

Today is undoubtedly the best opportunity!

"you!"

Yan Qingxuan's brows twitched violently, his heart filled with resentment.

good boy!
They've started to provoke us instead!
Are you suggesting they use Taoist magic?
Many disciples on the path to immortality were also furious.

"How arrogant, Master! I am willing to go on stage!"

"Yes, I'd love to play too!"

The crowd roared in anger.

If they were to use immortal techniques, they would have no fear whatsoever.

The Grand Elder seemed to see through Fang Yi's thoughts and calmly said, "Brother Yan, since that's the case, then let your disciples use the immortal techniques. The stone tablet's magic can't do anything to us. Just use your old methods."

"Very well, Elder, since you say so, it would be rude of me not to obey."

Yan Qingxuan laughed angrily and said, "Wang Yuan, you go up! Remember, show mercy!"

He gritted his teeth as he wrote the last few words, implying that Wang Yuan was about to strike hard.

"Yes, Master!"

Wang Yuan felt a chill in his heart and nodded slightly.

He immediately put more than a dozen talismans on his body.

Poison-avoiding talismans, golden light talismans, exorcism talismans, purification talismans—they're all sold like they're free.

After taking the picture, he summoned a small golden bell, which he hung above his head. Wisps of light emanated from the bell, enveloping him and forming an even stronger defense.

After doing all this, his face darkened, and he walked out step by step. With a flick of his right hand, a small purple sword appeared, gleaming with a sinister light, containing immortal energy, incomparably sharp, and surging with power.

"Senior brother, please enlighten me!"

Wang Yuan's voice was icy cold, and the small purple sword beside him flew out in an instant, moving at extreme speed.

boom!
Like a bolt of purple lightning.

The terrifying aura made everyone from the Poison Sect outside the arena twitch and their hearts leap into their throats.

Even the elders paled in shock.

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed, and he focused intently. Just as the purple flying sword rushed towards him, he flicked his finger, and a drop of venom compressed to its limit flew out in an instant.

puff!

clang!
The venom struck the flying sword like a hidden weapon, causing its light to flicker unpredictably, as if struck by a terrifyingly heavy object. The sword wobbled precariously and lost all its light.

At the same time, Wang Yuan behind him spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

He was greatly alarmed and quickly recalled his flying sword.

The once shimmering purple flying sword now appeared corrupted, its lower half turning jet black and its power greatly diminished.

You must understand that their weapons are all connected to their very being.

Each one was crafted with countless hours of painstaking effort.

As a result, this precious treasure of his life was directly contaminated, which shocked and angered him, and at the same time he felt a sharp pain in his body.

"Could his deadly poison backfire on its host through the flying sword?"

Wang Yuan was greatly alarmed.

"Wang Yuan, what are you doing? Why don't you finish the job with one strike!"

Yan Qingxuan spoke in a low voice, and shouted.

Wang Yuan gritted his teeth, sheathed his flying sword, and suddenly roared, pointing at the golden bell above his head. The golden bell swelled in the wind, its golden light dazzling and terrifying, its power unparalleled. It swept across the sky like a vast golden cloud, pressing down on Fang Yi's direction.

He wanted to trap Fang Yi and shock him to death.

However, as soon as Fang Yi displayed his movement technique and activated the Poisonous Shadow technique, he quickly dodged and simultaneously compressed the poison, flicking it upwards with his fingers.

clang clang clang!

Drops of venom struck the golden bell in succession, causing it to vibrate and its surface to turn black rapidly at a visible speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, half of Admiralty had turned completely black.

puff!

"what!"

Wang Yuan suddenly spat out blood and screamed in agony, suffering a violent backlash.

His natal magic weapon was being corrupted in succession, and he was finally about to reach his breaking point.

The golden bell was contaminated by a deadly poison, its light dimmed, and it teetered on the brink of collapse. Suddenly, it shrank rapidly and plummeted from the sky.

"Senior brother, are you still unwilling to admit defeat?"

Fang Yi walked forward calmly, his eyes fixed on Wang Yuan, whose face was deathly pale and whose body was covered in talismans.

"you you."

Wang Yuan looked at Fang Yi with a look of horror.

What kind of poison is this?

Even his magical artifacts can be corrupted?
This is absolutely bizarre.

puff!

boom!
Fang Yi flicked his finger, and another drop of extremely compressed poison flew out, instantly landing on Wang Yuan. The numerous talismans on his body, unable to withstand the attack of the poison, began to flicker and flash intensely.

Fang Yi continued to play the piano with his fingers.

Puff puff.
Four drops of highly toxic substance flew out in succession.

Finally, the dozen or so talismans on Wang Yuan's body could no longer withstand the pressure, turning completely black in an instant before suddenly exploding.

Wang Yuan looked terrified and quickly shouted, "I admit defeat!"

(End of this chapter)