The Immortal’s Poison

Four years ago, Kong Nuer instructed his inferiors to capture Chang Li on the Goddess Peak and fight Wen Leyang's group of people until they were tortured. At the time, they were considered poking at the three hornet's nests of 'Wen, Miao, Luo'. As long as it was Kong Nuer's people, it was slightly better for them to meet Wen Leyang. Yet they met Chi Maojiu and could only acknowledge that it was their misfortune. 

The final clue about grandmaster Tuo Xie's disappearance was very much connected to Kong Nuer. Zhui Zi and Kong Nuer too were tied with deep hatred and vengeance. 

There was truly nothing much the old man could have said. He was the same as Wuheng and Mulou. Amongst the inferiors gathered by Kong Nuer, he was only a minor character. Ever since he entered the place of the outer fringe, he had been strolling around leisurely every day. It was only until the strong earthquake that he received the oracle from Sir Rust, instructing him to bring along his people as they sealed the place of the outer fringe's exit. He was not allowed to kill too many people. If the situation was truly out of control, he was to release some monsters from the outside. Other than that, he knew nothing at all. 

The old man shut his mouth. He brandished his flying sword as he glared at little Chi Maojiu who was approaching. A hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly echoed from the entrance of the place of the outer fringe, "You cannot even manage such a trivial task, you have wasted the immortal master teacher's trust in vain."

The old woman Shudou who escaped from a catastrophic death on Goddess Peak remained the same. She had a bent body. Her old face was tyrannical as she walked into the place of the outer fringe. 

Hot Immortal Aunt followed the old woman. She consoled with a sharp voice and tone, "Please calm your anger, old immortal aunt Shudou. His task is not as simple." Her voice sounded scorching hot and spicy. It made the listeners feel parched and thirsty as if their seven bodily orifices were about to puff out smoke. 

Sir Rust was walking at the back. With a lenient tone, he asked the old man, "What happened actually? That you are looking for us in such panic..." Before he could finish his sentence, Sir Rust suddenly shut his mouth. His rusty gaze suddenly became ferocious and stern. He slowly swept his gaze past the hundred corpses that were recently killed by little Chi Maojiu.

The three incoming persons were the old acquaintances. 

The old man was suddenly elated. He hastily led his people, saluting with a bow, and gathered in front of the three top master cultivators. He explained the sequence of events to them. As he was explaining, he stretched out his hand and pointed to Wen Leyang, Chi Maojiu, Tu Mi, and the dwarf Taoist priest. Finally, he pointed to Ji Fei, Shui Jing, and the blind man. 

Shudou's gaze followed the old man's finger. She swept past the crowd, her expression increasingly hideous. Shudou, Sir Rust, and Hot Immortal Aunt gazed at one another. Suddenly, she raised her head and glared at Chi Maojiu who was standing nearby, "Tuo…"

The old man had only spoken one word when she shut her mouth with a helpless expression on her face. To her surprise, Little Chi Maojiu, who was approaching the old man and the rest as if he would spare no effort in causing trouble, was suddenly running away.

Chi Maojiu's return speed was much faster than when he was coming over. He was standing next to Wen Leyang's as he spoke in all seriousness, "Kong Nuer seemed to absolutely refuse to allow the people from the place of the outer fringe to leave."

Wen Leyang did not know whether to laugh or cry, he only nodded. The old man realized that he could not stop the crowd soon, so the three descendants of the heaven's cone nails appeared. He was even more convinced of Kong Nuer's conspiracy - that Kong Nuer was certainly related to the thousands of cultivator's lives in the place of the outer fringe. 

Of course, Chi Maojiu was not foolish either. If he depended solely on his cultivation base, he could still manage to resist one descendant of the heaven's cone nails with great effort. However, if three of the opponents fought at the same time, he might not even have the opportunity to run away. 

Grandmother Shudou found Chi Maojiu eventually. Her body was bent as she raised her head strenuously. She appeared as if she could tumble over at any moment. "I didn't expect that we have yet to visit the Nine Peaks Mountain. Shudao's little demons have already delivered themselves to our doorstep. Is Wen Leyang in the place of the outer fringe as well?"

Chi Maojiu nodded as he pointed to the blind man by his side conveniently. The blind man fainted from the shock. His body fell over limply. 

Shudou did not take it seriously at all. On the contrary, she laughed, "You, the ugly woman, are very interesting! If you were to tell me that Wen Leyang is not here, I shall allow you to die more peacefully."

Chi Maojiu seemed to be slightly puzzled, "Even if Wen Leyang was here, are you capable of defeating him? Four years ago he managed to badly batter your group of the descendants of the heaven's cone nails single-handedly."

Shudou's voice was entangled with thick hatred and deep contempt, "That little demon Wen Leyang, relies on nothing but a few incisive treasured weapons! If he depended on his cultivation power, I would not need two fingers to kill him!"

Hot Immortal Aunt chuckled, "I heard that his strange sword is destroyed. His demon mountain cannot enter the place of the outer fringe. So what is he left with?" She shook her head with a piteous expression, "If he was not in the place of the outer fringe, then it is truly such a waste…"

She suddenly shut her mouth, a ferocious expression arose on her face. Her gaze was sinister. She stared at Wen Leyang who was playing the Ning Jiao's sting in his hands. 

The dragon pattern on the Ning Jiao's sting was concealed, but its form and shape remained unchanged. It was still as malevolent as before. Hot Immortal Aunt could recognize it at once glance. 

The old monk Ji Fei was ready to risk everything. One of his hands was tightly wrapped around the child while he burst out laughing at the descendants of the heaven's cone nails, "I wonder who does the few of you learn from, to always only speak halfway?"

Grandmother Shudou suddenly gave out a strange howl that could either be a cheer or raging roar. She did not acknowledge the old monk Ji Fei, but she shouted to his two companions, "This little ghost is mine!" She raised her ghastly ghost claws, and pounced towards Wen Leyang at lightning speed!

Seven mud balls appeared out of thin air simultaneously, spinning around Grandmother Shudou, firmly shielding her surroundings. 

Three descendants of the heaven's cone nails were unaware that he had already thoroughly remolded himself back into the Qinling Mountains Yin's eye. Naturally, they did not pay attention to Wen Leyang, who lost the support of his treasured weapons.

The old monk Ji Fei continued to laugh and scolded with a strange voice, "We have not met for four years; the old woman is still using the same old trick. There is not an ounce of improvement in you at all!" 

Wen Leyang had already leaped up and pounced forward. He fought with Grandmother Shudou in a ball of mess. In a flash, Sir Rust and Hot Immortal Aunt's expression changed. They called out to each other, their body swaying as they were about to join the battle!

'Star-plucking Hand' was the ultimate skill of the Star Sect's lineage. The old woman depended on her hands to pull thousands of treasured weapons tossed out by cultivators back when they were in the battle of the Goddess Peak. She was beyond swift when she launched the skill. She was unusually ruthless and vicious. She was also corresponding with the stars in the sky, guiding the spiritual vitality of them to protect the tip of her fingers to shatter the enemy's life vitality.

Yet Grandmother Shudou had not expected it at all. Not only did she fail to immediately tear Wen Leyang apart as she had imagined, but she was also trapped in the other party's attack. Every single one of the opponent's joints turned into a spot to attack the enemy. She had only blocked the shoulder, she was also avoiding the fist. Before she could manage to dissolve that head butt, a buttock came, pinning her down at her head.

What drove her forbearance even more, was when that rough man failed to bite her nose. He even stretched his tongue to lick the area between her brows!

The seven mud balls circulated through the air and helped Shudou to encircle the enemy. No matter how hard the mud balls were blasting and attacking, Wen Leyang still managed to twist his arms, retract his shoulders, raise his legs, and suck in his stomach. While he was counterattacking Shudou at lightning speed, he was also dodging the mud balls' attack. When he could not avoid, a layer of thick scaly skin from Ning Jiao's armor would arise from his body, firmly resisting the star ball's strike.

All the supernatural powers under heaven competed by using the 'force'. Back when Wen Leyang had not mastered the Poison of Life and Death, the force of his Faulty Punch was limited. When it struck top master cultivators like Shudou, it would only be regarded as scratching an inch. Right now, if Shudou were to be struck by him a few times, many of her old bones would be crushed!

Hot Immortal Aunt and Sir Rust possessed extremely fast speed. They pounced towards the battle together. What terrified them was not Wen Leyang's storm-like Faulty Punch, but when he retracted his sharp Ning Jiao's sting. To everyone's surprise, he joined Shudou in the battle barehanded. 

A gush of malevolent, murky energy surged skywards. A strange dragon made entirely of bones curled its body, binding Sir Rust firmly. 

At the same time, an agonizing scream wound up from the unseen world. The sound pierced through the heaven and earth directly. Hundreds of fiery falcons fluttered and flew up and down. Chi Maojiu waved his hands and kicked his legs as he laughed strangely. Countless pitch-black vines surged out from his back. Following the singing of his witch's incantation, the long vines surged towards the Hot Immortal Aunt, as it blotted out the sky and earth. In between the black vines, there were millions of poisonous vermin, incisive ghosts, and evil beasts that were hiding. Hot Immortal Aunt could even see her master teacher, parents, and children in between the vines. Hot Immortal Aunt realized that she had yet to bear a child…

It was Wen Leyang versus Shudou, the bony dragon versus Sir Rust, and Chi Maojiu versus Hot Immortal Aunt…

The three descendants of the heaven's cone nails and two Tuo Xie's disciples fought in a ball of mess. The witchcraft spell and supernatural power contrasted with each other. The loud magic conjuration incantation, ghost's wail, and wolf's howl covered the sky, entangled with the bony dragon's road in layers. There seemed to be a sky full of gods and devils dancing enchantingly at the exit of the place of the outer fringe!

The old man who was entrusted with sealing the exit had only just realized that the two Tuo Xie's disciples who witnessed him showing off possessed such actual power. His old face turned as white as a sheet. After a long while, he regained his consciousness. He hastily roared, "Get to work, get to work, get to work quick!"

The dozen good hands who were by his side waved their treasured weapons. They understood that their trivial abilities were useless in this situation, so they did nothing but watch. 

The fat woman, Tu Mi, too shouted, "Cloud Heavenly Sect, get to work together!"

After a series of promising reactions echoed from the crowd, hundreds of treasured weapons flew up together. It was only then the crowd realized that the fat woman, Tu Mi, had been concealing her actual power all along. The cultivators who reacted to her summon to fight were at least three times than when they were earlier. 

The border of the place of the outer fringe turned into a complete chaotic mess. Five top master cultivators were fighting with one another. The two cultivator parties refused to give in to one another. There were all sorts of colors and lights with thundering sounds. They refused to give up as long as they did not make the heaven crash.

The place of outer fringe cultivators who were gathering nearby was increasing. Thousands of people were petrified, running everywhere. They refused to tear themselves away from witnessing this shocking, violent battle. They retreated to the far end. They trembled with fear, the blind man had awakened now. He was surrounded by a group of the outer fringe's cultivators.

The bald man who was trying to curry favor from him earlier was staring in bewilderment of the thundering violent battle before his eyes. He asked the blind man with a dry voice, "Take a look… who do you think will win?"

The blind man pouted his lips contemptuously, "Of course it will be our Shudao's disciples!"

The bald man had yet to speak. The people beside him could not refrain from interrupting, "I am afraid… the other three persons are top cultivators too. They are equally matched now."

The blind man suddenly burst out laughing. He stretched out his finger and pointed to the old monk, Ji Fei. He spoke with a proud expression to the rest, "On our side, there is still one more master cultivator from the Crow Ridge who has yet to fight!"

Shudou's ability was on par with the enlightened Tian Shu. Wen Leyang was fighting with his bare hands and using the Faulty Punch. He was about equal to Chang Li, Zhui Zi, and the rest. The victory was already in his hands now.

He was feeling the sensation of Poison of Life and Death's never-ending circulation in his body. Wen Leyang burst out laughing as he shouted to Tu Mi, "The great master Tu, the World Sect's kindness, Tuo Xie's disciples shall remember it forever. If there are any commands hereafter, we will never disobey!"

Tu Mi raised her hand and retracted her supernatural power. She turned around and looked towards Wen Leyang. Her face was filled with surprise as she asked, "For real? Then please request for the good hands of Nine Peaks Mountains to exterminate the right path of Five Blessings for us!"

Wen Leyang was startled. He hastily spoke, "Let's try another one…"

Tu Mi burst out laughing, "When the day comes where we are about to be exterminated by the Five Blessings once again, we shall request for Little Immortal Wen's help to plead for our mercy!"

The World Sect and the right path of Five Blessings were mortal enemies following the revelation of the truth behind the Five Blessings. Just by using Liu Zheng from Kunlun Sect and San Wei's split body from Eyang Sect as a comparison, the World Sect was utterly unworthy to be their opponent. The World Sect observed that the movement was gathering great force now. Perhaps the Five Blessings' top demon immortals would conveniently stretch out their hands and exterminate them any one of these days when they please. 

Grandmother Shudou was fighting laboriously, yet she did not feel that she would lose. She watched Wen Leyang chuckle and chat with someone else. She scolded in a ghastly manner, "Little demon, don't be so arrogant…" Before she could finish her sentence, Wen Leyang suddenly cleared one of his hands. He used only one hand to resist the enemy. 

Shudou was so furious her heart and lungs were about to explode. She squalled sternly, "The audacity! You are seeking your doom!" She clenched her teeth and urged the life vitality from her entire body to attack him ferociously. Wen Leyang was at a disadvantageous position the moment he cleared a hand. It was apparent that he was in a difficult position and unable to cope with the situation. Little Chi Maojiu watched the situation with fear, wishing that he could curse at Wen Leyang's recklessness.

As Wen Leyang was being beaten steadily, Grandmother Shudou, who was in a wild attack, suddenly stopped. A dash of ghastliness suddenly flashed past her old face. 

It was unknown when Wen Leyang had caught a star mud ball with the hand he cleared. He crushed the mud ball with his trembling fingers. Wen Leyang dodged a round of wild attacks from Shudou. He spoke in a low voice that could only be heard by the old woman, "Zhui Zi is my utmost closest friend. She cannot bear to see me slightly unhappy, and I cannot bear to see her bullied! Four years ago, you accused her with lame arguments and perverted logic…"

Shudou scolded in rage, "The lineage of Heavenly Water cowardly clung to life and feared death. If I were to see her again, I would scold her!"

With the sound of a pop, Wen Leyang crushed the second mud ball. His voice was still lowered, "You useless senior, you talk too much. I am too lazy to debate with you anymore. My anger will be vented when I witness you falling onto the ground with severe injuries!" He suddenly gave out a series of joyous laughter, "The person that I want to beat the most, is specifically you!"

Shudou howled in rage. Her ghost claws waved rapidly as if she was tearing the air to pieces. Still, she failed to stop Wen Leyang from crushing the treasured weapons that she spent centuries to refine, one by one.

In less than ten minutes, seven mud balls had completely turned to dust. The old woman's treasured weapons were destroyed, resulting in her gaining severe injuries. She exerted the last of her strength with her two ghost claws. She clawed at Wen Leyang's face ferociously. Wen Leyang refused to yield. He raised his hands and the two persons and their four hands suddenly clasped together. Explosive pops echoed in the air!

The old woman screamed agonizingly. Her fingers twisted in a ghastly manner. He ground her bones and kicked her heavily into the air. She tumbled onto the ground and no longer stood up. 

Wen Leyang was disgusted by Shudou. He refused to take another glance at her and walked towards the Hot Immortal Aunt. 

Chi Maojiu on the other hand roared aloud amid pressing affairs, "She's mine!" The gaze that he shot towards Wen Leyang was like a cat hunting for its prey. 

Wen Leyang sniggered. He did not waste time talking nonsense. He turned around and walked towards Sir Rust. The bony Ning Jiao on the other hand flew up high with the sound of a whoosh. 

Sir Rust was not surprised. In a second, he turned around and walked towards Wen Leyang. The ground was shaking with a humming sound!

They were a stone's throw away from each other when they shouted at the same time. They pounced at one another ferociously. As the two shadows crossed, the sound of a loud bang exploded in the air. An airwave rolled out mightily as the two fists came in contact.

Wen Leyang was bedazzled. It was as if he was running when he suddenly collided head-on with a gigantic incense burner. He tumbled backward and squalled. 

Sir Rust on the other hand only shook slightly. He sneered hoarsely after he fell onto the ground, "Little demon with the audacity to act as such, you have only yourself to blame!" He walked in great strides once again and pounced at Wen Leyang. 

The blind man who was watching the battle from afar was anxious. Nervous, he asked Ji Fei, "Grand old man, when are you going to fight?"

Wen Leyang fell backward. He had only managed to stand with great effort before he was struck by Sir Rust again. 

Again he fell. Sir Rust pounced and attacked for the third time… 

The crowd had almost lost sight of Wen Leyang. Sir Rust had completely gained the upper hand. His expression was a combination of joy and vigilance, for the victory seemed a little too easily. He was feeling anxious and fearful. He was about to concentrate all his strength to ensure that his next blow would kill Wen Leyang when a gush of strong pain suddenly seeped into his fist and pierced into his heart.

The skin and flesh on his fist completely shriveled in the blink of an eye!

The root system, intertwined with black and white was corroding along his wrist rapidly. Sir Rust was terrified. Wen Leyang ran to the other side.

How could Ji Fei miss this exact moment? The old monk burst out laughing, as he repeated Sir Rust's words, "Little demon with the audacity to act as such, you have only yourself to blame!"

Sir Rust staggered as he fell back. He was resisting the Poison of Life and Death that was invading his body. He shifted the life vitality in his entire body to stop the force of the strong poison from spreading. How could he have the remaining effort to resist the enemy?

Wen Leyang too did not pursue anymore. He laughed aloud, the wild arrogance between his brows exaggerated, "The devil fetus stone tower is not here. The Molten Metal Fire Bell is already shattered. So do you know now, what else Wen Leyang is left with?"

Wen Bucao's disciples were not skilled in exercising self-control. They only knew that they needed to show off their prestige before the enemies. Satisfying in every aspect!

Wen Leyang crossed his nine fingers and formed his fist into the shape of a hammer. He raised his hands high and aimed next to the old man who was sealing the place of the outer fringe. He pounded on the ground ferociously. The muffled sound of rustling overlapped, akin to the falling of mountains and cracking of earth. A stretch of spiderweb-like fissures spread out swiftly in all directions, until the end of their sight!

The Bony Ning Jiao appeared out of thin air once again. It opened its mouth and gave out a strange howl capable of humiliating the heaven and earth. It shook its head and wagged its tail as it spun around its master slowly. There was savageness in its pitch black eye sockets!

The old man could feel his strength drained in a flash. He tumbled onto the ground with a limp body. With confusion, he watched Wen Leyang's wild devil mannerism. Wen Leyang suddenly jumped up and somersaulted over the top of his head…

Shouts echoed continuously from the entrance of the place of the outer fringe. 

At first, there were three human figures who entered the place of the outer fringe soundlessly. After a wheel of full moon and two streaks of remnant moons bloomed dully, three top supernatural powers launched an attack at the same time, colliding into Wen Leyang and the bony Ning Jiao ferociously!

The descendants of the moon's cone nail, Full Moon, First Quarter Moon and Last Quarter Moon were here. 

Behind them, followed seven cultivators. They were no match to the descendants of the heaven's cone nails, but their cultivation base was no weaker than the giant pangolin Po Tu. Seven persons dashed in together and immediately pounced at Chi Maojiu and Hot Immortal Aunt.