Lord of the night.

Chapter 1478 Nine Heavens Poison! [Two-in-One]

Before Fang Che arrived, Feng Du had already chatted with the Poison Demon several times.

Finally, Feng Du asked about the cruelest thing.

Do you think you can get better?

Faced with this question, the Poison Demon fell silent and slowly shook his head: "Okay? Third Brother, it's like this... If I still think it's okay, how stupid would I be? Now I dream that I want to walk a few steps, walk back and forth in my own yard. Even such dreams make me feel extremely frustrated when I wake up. I shouldn't have had these dreams! Because waking up from such dreams is too painful."

"How long until you die?" Feng Du asked.

“Death…is difficult.” The Poison Demon said calmly, “I can no longer control my own death, and I don’t even want to die. Unless you leave me here and no one brings me food for more than two months, I will naturally starve to death. But that’s not necessarily true. My spiritual energy is still there, and I can still absorb spiritual water from the air to drink every day…”

"It seems difficult. If I don't want to die, it's very difficult to die."

The Poison Demon smiled bitterly.

"Do you want me to help you?" Feng Du asked this question with a tone of 'self-sacrifice'.

"Need not!"

The Poison Demon quickly shook his head: "Third Brother, I know you mean well, and I know how much pain you'll suffer after helping me; but I... even if I can't move, I don't want to die."

Then the Poison Demon said, "Third Brother, I can't see anyone in my current state, but I have this legacy of poison skills. Can you think of a way to help me?"

Feng Du smiled wryly: "I was just about to bring this up with you."

After discussing it for a long time, the two reached a consensus: "It can't be one of the nine major families."

That's very clear.

If members of the nine major families were to obtain the Poison Demon's poison techniques, it would be a truly catastrophic disaster.

"It cannot be without a foundation," the Poison Demon said, "nor can it be without status."

This is easier to understand. If you don't have much status, it's too easy to be won over or intimidated by those in power, and you'll basically become someone else's dog in no time.

Then the Poison Demon put forward a bunch of conditions and requirements.

Feng Du was speechless: "Why don't you just give me Night Demon's name?"

The Poison Demon smiled wryly: "I'd like to too... but the Night Demon might not be willing to learn."

This is something that the anti-independence faction had already considered.

The Night Demon displayed a fierce martial arts momentum, advancing relentlessly.

Moreover, at the level of the Night Demon, poison is actually not very powerful.

For example, what use is it for someone like Duan Xiyang or Xue Fuxiao, no matter how strong the poison demon or how potent the toxicity?

For them, it was just a matter of a knife and a gun.

Poison, after all, is an external force.

As they were discussing, the Night Demon arrived.

So the two of them started talking back and forth.

Seeing Fang Che's eyes light up, the Poison Demon's eyes also lit up.

He couldn't help but give Feng Du a wink.

Feng Du frowned and asked, "Night Demon, are you really interested in poisons?"

Fang Che wasn't actually very interested in poison techniques, but he was thinking long-term. Firstly, as the saying goes, "a skill is never a burden."

You may not use it, but you cannot be unaware of it.

Besides, even someone as powerful as Bing Tianxue could be poisoned, right?
Another point is that Fang Che considered things from a long-term perspective: some poisons, such as the Ten Thousand Souls Curse, are basically not meant to be found in this world.

So, what about at a higher level? What about even higher levels of poison?

One thing is certain: it definitely exists!

Therefore, I really need to brush up on my knowledge of poisons.

"Somewhat interested."

Fang Che said, "After all, poison skills are also a discipline of the martial arts world, and the martial arts world exists at every level."

He frankly stated, "I can live without poison, but I must know about poison."

Feng Du smiled appreciatively: "Well said."

He turned to the Poison Demon and asked, "What do you say?"

The Poison Demon said happily, "It is naturally something I would be more than happy to learn from Lord Night Demon. Brother Wutian and I are sworn brothers. Night Demon inheriting my legacy is also a family tradition. Any talk of becoming a disciple would only lower my seniority and is completely unnecessary."

Feng Du couldn't help but burst into laughter: "You old codger... you actually thought of this."

He couldn't help but laugh when he heard that "taking a master actually lowers one's seniority."

"I'll do it now..." The Poison Demon rolled his eyes, looking at the spatial ring on his hand.

"Not urgent."

Fang Che smiled and said, "The poison that Lord Yan Beihan and the others were poisoned has been identified. I've come here to deliver the antidote to Senior Poison."

"Antidote?"

Feng Du and the Poison Demon both widened their eyes.

So Fang Che gave a simple and clear explanation of the matter, concealing the role of Ye Meng and himself, only saying that Yan Nan found out about it, and of course, he could not deny that he brought the medicine from Dragon God Island.

"This is a precious medicine that is over 500,000 years old. It can cure the poison on Lord Yan's side, but whether it will be effective on Senior Poison depends on the situation."

Fang Che said, "Since they are not the same type of poison, whether or not to take it is up to you, Senior Poison. If taking it might actually accelerate the poison's effects, that's a concern..."

The Poison Demon chuckled and said, "So what? Although I don't want to die, dying because of the antidote is something I have to consider."

He said to Feng Du, "Third Master, my entire legacy is contained in this spatial ring. If I die, give the ring to Night Demon."

"it is good."

Feng Du solemnly agreed.

"bring it on."

The Poison Demon opened its mouth wide.

Each piece of the Yin-Yang Root of the True Soul, which was cut open by spiritual energy and had its medicinal power sealed, weighed only about half an ounce. Six pieces were consumed in succession.

Feng Du kept his hand on the Poison Demon's head, sensing the changes in his consciousness, and said, "Stop for now."

"Yes."

Under the introspection of the Poison Demon and the surveillance of the Seclusion.

Within the Poison Demon's sea of ​​consciousness, the black mist that filled the sky and earth like dark clouds began to fluctuate the instant the medicinal power entered.

It rolled wildly.

It was as if a giant dragon was galloping freely through the black mist.

Pain was evident on the face of the Poison Demon.

However, as the dark clouds rolled, they slowly shrank.

Half an hour later.

The sky was still covered with dark clouds, but a glimmer of clarity could be seen.

The Poison Demon opened its eyes: "It works!"

Feng Du asked, "How many more times can you hold on?"

The Poison Demon estimated: "Three times should be no problem."

"Then let's have another one, this time eat more," Feng Du said to Fang Che.

"it is good."

Fang Che fed him again.

This time, I ate ten small pieces directly.

The black mist in the Poison Demon's sea of ​​consciousness was as black as ink. After churning for an unknown period of time, it slowly transformed into dark clouds above the sea.

Although it was still pitch black, obscuring the sky and the earth.

However, the sea was clear, and the sky was visible all around.

The Poison Demon was so excited he couldn't speak.

Because he could feel the spiritual energy flowing through his body, and the rigid black mist spreading within his body was also gradually gathering towards his sea of ​​consciousness.

The body's meridians, which had been stiff for countless years, actually began to loosen.

He strained with all his might and was able to see his own fingers twitch slightly.

"Moved!"

The Poison Demon stared intently at his fingers, then suddenly his eyes welled up with tears.

But Feng Du sighed.

"The poisoning has lasted too long."

Feng Du said softly, "Even if the poison is completely removed, it will be impossible to restore him to his original peak condition."

"This medicine can only suppress the toxicity; it cannot eradicate the root cause," Fang Che said.

"I'm already very satisfied!"

The most satisfied one was actually the Poison Demon: "The effects of the medicine haven't fully spread yet. I'm still making the most of the time to let the medicine spread. I estimate that I can eventually suppress it in one corner."

As a master of poisons, the Poison Demon could tell the effects clearly at a glance: "Of course, it doesn't eradicate the poison. If it were eradicated, it would evaporate little by little. But now it's just gathering from the body and then being suppressed and shrunk in the spiritual space. It's not being expelled from the body."

"You understand, that's enough," Feng Du said.

Then he began to act, pushing blood through the Poison Demon's entire body: "I'll lend you a hand."

With the full force of the suppression, the medicinal effects quickly reached their peak.

The dark clouds in the sea of ​​consciousness shrank by three-quarters.

The medicine has lost its potency.

"Let's eat here again."

Feng Dudao.

Fang Che made up his mind and this time directly fed the Poison Demon twenty yuan.

This time the medicine was even more potent. Within the Poison Demon's soul, the dark cloud was directly condensed into a palm-sized mass. There was still a considerable amount of medicinal power remaining, but it no longer continued to shrink.

"It's reached its peak."

The Poison Demon said with satisfaction, "That's perfect! I can handle the rest myself."

He fused his divine sense with the remaining power of the precious medicine, and with the help of Feng Du's even purer spiritual power and divine sense, he actually made a net.

This effectively traps the toxic substance within.

Then they kept adding restrictions to the net.

After exhausting his divine power, Feng Du added another barrier outside the net.

The two of them stopped, covered in sweat.

Feng Du plopped down on the hospital bed, panting, "Old Poison, you bastard... I've never been this tired in over ten thousand years!"

"Hahaha……"

The Poison Demon laughed heartily.

But he didn't say anything to express his gratitude.

Because saying thank you to Feng Du would be superfluous.

He raised his hand, trembling.

Then, stroking his chest, a satisfied look appeared on his old face: "I can move now. And I can feel the blood and qi circulating. But all the joints in my body have completely closed up."

He estimated for a moment and said, "I can walk again within three days. But when I walk, my waist and legs won't bend; I can only walk straight."

"Two months later, you can try breaking the leg joints and taking the Regeneration Pill,"

"It will take six months before the lumbar and thoracic vertebrae can be broken."

"You will be able to walk freely after one year."

"Simple leaps and close-quarters combat are possible." "But his cultivation level will never return to its peak..."

The Poison Demon said softly, "Wanting to roam the martial world and fight... that's impossible in this lifetime."

Feng Du laughed and said, "Aren't you satisfied yet?"

"Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!"

The Poison Demon stiffly moved his cervical spine, which hadn't moved for thousands of years, making a rattling, teeth-grinding sound, but he was as happy as a child.

"I feel intoxicated just hearing this sound. Do you think I'm satisfied or not?" the Poison Demon laughed.

"satisfy!"

Feng Du asked, "What about self-preservation?"

The Poison Demon smiled arrogantly and said, "Third Brother, as long as I can move, I don't need to make a move. Who dares to touch me?"

"I can rest assured that."

Feng Du laughed.

Laugh from the heart.

Fang Che smiled and pushed out a box of spiritual medicine: "Senior Poison Demon, here are twenty catties of precious medicine. Now that the poison has been sealed, it's still best to be careful. If it happens again in the future, you can take about one or two ounces at a time, which should keep the poison sealed for several decades."

"However, you'll have to figure out what kind of ring and method to preserve the medicinal properties of this precious medicine."

The Poison Demon held the jade box, remaining silent for a long time.

With his newly acquired hand, he gently stroked the jade box, looking down at it.

After a long silence, he said softly, "Third brother, I've told you before, my descendants... they only care about my legacy, my treasure."

Feng Du gave Fang Che an approving look and said, "It seems that this grand-disciple of mine is not bad?"

"It's more than that, it's good."

The Poison Demon said from the bottom of his heart, "I only fear that I can not give him enough."

Fang Che humbly said from the side, "This junior is just following orders and doing what I should do. Otherwise, it wouldn't be pleasant if Master Sun caught me and beat me up when we got back."

"He actually had the heart to beat up such a good disciple. Sun Wutian is no human being!" the Poison Demon exclaimed.

Feng Du glanced sideways, rolled his eyes, and said, "You'll understand once you've spent more time with Night Demon. When he was with me, I could beat him up several times a day."

"That's good. Isn't it best to have a mischievous young man around?"

The Poison Demon then took off his spatial ring, scanned it with his divine sense, erased it, and tossed it to Fang Che, saying, "Here you go."

Fang Che, afraid it would fall to the ground, quickly caught it: "This...how can this be?"

"These are all things I haven't used in all these years. Since I didn't use them before, I won't use them again."

The Poison Demon said, "However, there is a jade slip inside, which is the inheritance I obtained back then, called 'Nine Heavens Poison,' but it's only the first volume, there's no second volume. But even though it's only the first volume, there are some poisons that we can't get or concoct in our world."

"In fact, I have only cultivated half of the first volume of the Nine Heavens Poison. Moreover, this is also a cultivation technique, which is divided into ten levels; the first volume is the introductory level and the first five levels. I only cultivated up to the third level before I was unable to progress any further."

"Study it yourself carefully."

"This Nine Heavens Poison contains various methods, including spiritual herbs, cultivation techniques, poison refining, poison preparation, and poison usage. You can study it yourself."

"The books inside the ring contain my insights and experiences from many years of cultivation. They're all in there. It's a thick stack. You need to read them all before making a decision, because some of the insights you gained when you were younger are different from those you've gained over time. You need to be able to discern the differences after you've read them."

"Then there's the 'Ten Thousand Poisons Scripture,' which I obtained after destroying the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect; as for the other 'Ten Thousand Medicines Scriptures,' and so on..."

"..."

The Poison Demon gave a detailed explanation.

Fang Che listened while studying the jade slip containing the soul inheritance.

This jade slip was not only being looked at by Fang Che, but Feng Du also found it strange. It was only the size of a finger, but its exquisite craftsmanship was beyond imagination.

It shimmered with a brilliant light.

It feels smooth and weightless in your hand.

"But this jade slip, no one in the world today can make it."

The Poison Demon said with some pride, "Even when the Grand Master saw it back then, he said... no matter how bravely and diligently he advanced his cultivation at that time, he could not have made such a soul jade slip. Moreover, it contains everything. I have studied it my whole life and I have only gained a little bit of knowledge in the way of poison."

Feng Du nodded: "It is indeed strange. At least I couldn't do it."

Fang Che curiously used his mental power to take a look.

My soul entered, and I felt as if I were clearly seeing a book.

The cover reads: "Heavenly Poison!"

Turning to the title page, one finds four lines: "Only after nine layers of poisonous refinement can one have a chance encounter. Do not ask about the path to the heavens; find joy in the mortal world."

The handwriting... has a delicate and graceful feel to it.

Just by looking at the characters, it seems as if they were written by a woman.

Turning to the next page, we find: Nine Heavens Poison (Part 1).

The entire Nine Heavens Poison is presented on this single page, including how to practice the techniques, how to refine the poison, how to make medicine, the names, appearances, uses, and properties of various medicines, etc. Not to mention the techniques or the text, there are hundreds of thousands of pictures of various medicines, all summarized on one page.

Wherever you look, that place naturally magnifies.

Fang Che tried to turn to the next page, but found he couldn't.

I couldn't help but glance at the book; judging by the thickness of the paper, it must have hundreds of pages.

But when I got to the second page, I couldn't turn the page anymore!

Seeing the change in Fang Che's expression, the Poison Demon couldn't help but laugh: "Can't turn to the third page, huh?"

"Yes, how could this be?"

Fang Che nodded.

"I've never opened it in my entire life."

The Poison Demon sighed, "This is not something from our world. To turn to the third page, you must completely master the Nine Heavens Poison on the second page!"

"I am not qualified enough. I have devoted my whole life to studying, and I have only managed to cultivate to the third level of the Nine Heavens Poison. The fifth level is still a long way off... It all depends on your fate."

The Poison Demon sighed deeply, "How I long to see my master again, but... I have no hope of ever seeing him again in this lifetime."

Fang Che looked at the handwriting and said, "This senior seems to be a woman."

The Poison Demon said, "I have the same feeling; the handwriting is rather delicate. However, we cannot be certain from this alone, nor should you make any assumptions. If we happen to meet again in the future and your own speculation causes dissatisfaction, it would be bad to ruin the opportunity."

"Yes."

Fang Che readily agreed: "It's just a guess. Don't worry, even if I were the bravest person, I wouldn't dare to actually be that bold."

Feng Du and Du Mo laughed simultaneously.

That's the truth. If it were them, they would never dare to do that, even if they asked themselves honestly.

What kind of being could provide such a legacy? It's something we can't even imagine.

Fang Che sat for a while longer, accompanying the Poison Demon in his recovery and training, along with Feng Du.

By the time the two left, the Poison Demon was able to support himself and take a few stiff steps by the bedside.

"Regarding the poisoning incident from three thousand years ago, now..."

Fang Che then began to speak: "The current situation, the Divine Weasel Cult... Black Pine Manor..."

He explained it in detail, then asked, "Have you thought of anything?"

Feng Du frowned, because he hadn't told the Poison Demon about these things during this period of time.

"Chen Xifeng?"

When the Poison Demon heard the name of the Grand Master of the Divine Weasel Sect, his eyes widened suddenly: "He's Dong Xitian, the Grand Master of the Divine Weasel Sect?"

Feng Du frowned and nodded: "That's right, but this matter... has nothing to do with you..."

"There are relationships!"

The Poison Demon's eyes suddenly turned sinister: "Before I was poisoned, Chen Xifeng was my best friend, and at that time, I was assigned to Chen Xifeng's side for the Guardian Hall mission. Before I was poisoned, Chen Xifeng came to see me and gave me a bunch of my favorite Mist Poison Cakes."

"That's food made from poison produced in the Misty Forest. It's my favorite food, so Chen Xifeng often has people make it for me."

"But after that delivery, I heard that Chen Xifeng was dead, killed by Rui Qianshan. I even went out to avenge him and cause trouble for Rui Qianshan. I chased after Rui Qianshan for two years. Suddenly I found myself inexplicably poisoned... that's when I came back."

"After returning, while trying to detoxify himself, he also frequently went to Vice Chief Master Chen's residence to inquire about the progress of his revenge..."

The Poison Demon's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "For so many years I've suspected it's the Bi family... and the Yin Demon, the Succubus, and the others... I've also suspected they're the Bi family... how... how... how suddenly..."

His face showed deep confusion, sadness, and anger.

He murmured, "Could it be that all these years... I've been a fool? Being played with at will?"

Feng Du's eyes widened immediately: "..."

After a long silence, he said, "You were poisoned two years after Chen Xifeng disappeared... This... this doesn't seem to have much to do with Chen Xifeng, does it?"

"There are relationships!"

The Poison Demon gritted his teeth: "The Mist Poison Cake he gave me, I miss him so much since he's dead, so I haven't been able to bear eating the few pounds left..."

"During the two years I was chasing Rui Qianshan, I was always away from home, and I only ate a few pieces when I occasionally camped in the mountains. Because it was my old friend's last gift, I was deeply moved every time I ate it. When it came to the last few pieces, I was even more reluctant to part with them. But if I left them any longer, they would soon spoil, given the storage capacity of my spatial ring. So I ate the last few pieces all at once."

"Then he went out to find another opportunity to kill Rui Qianshan, and lay in wait for two months under the walls of Kanke City."

"Then I realized I had been poisoned without my noticing. At the time, I only thought that Dongfang San San had discovered me and poisoned me, and that it must have been a mixed poison... that I could only be poisoned through my own contact with the slightest bit of it..."

"After discovering the poisoning, I knew my trail had been exposed, so I dared not linger and immediately returned to the True Self Sect overnight..."

"Then it became a vicious cycle of constantly trying to detoxify..."

"I never suspected anything until Yin Mo and the others came back and told me about it. That's when I started to have some doubts, but I kept focusing on the Bi family. So I wondered if the Bi family had leaked my whereabouts, which led to me being poisoned?"

"But there's one thing I don't understand: if they could poison me, why did they let me escape back?"

The Poison Demon said, "For so many years, my mind has been like a fog. Even when the Yin Demon and the Succubus came to me for advice, I couldn't muster any interest, let alone analyze anything... When Brother Sun chatted with me, I also felt confused... I always felt that something was wrong here and something was wrong there!"

"But I only found out today... that poison... was actually in the Mist Poison Cake!"

The Poison Demon trembled with excitement, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, gritting his teeth: "Holy crap... it's like this?!"

Fang Che scratched his head and said, "The timing doesn't match up. Chen Xifeng gave you the Mist Poison Cake before the news of his disappearance, and he only became the leader of the Divine Weasel Sect after his disappearance... This sequence is a bit messed up."

"It's absolutely impossible for it to be wrong. The order isn't an issue!"

The Poison Demon gritted his teeth: "As long as we leave something in this poisonous mist, once he receives the divine inheritance, he can easily draw himself into the mist. This kind of operation is mentioned in the latter half of the Nine Heavens Poison Manual. It's very easy. For example, if you give someone a jade pendant to nourish their body, as long as it's your gift, ten years later, as long as the pendant still exists, you can easily kill them! The principle is the same!"

"The Mist Poison Cake he gave me wasn't poisonous at all, or rather, it was just the Mist Poison Cake itself that I liked; it was actually a delicacy. But he knew my temperament, and he gave me so many in one batch, then he died right afterward. I would never be able to bear eating them..."

"But I would never let it go bad, because it was given to me by my best friend."

"So no matter how long I can keep it, as long as I keep it and can't bear to eat it, he can kill me. He's poisoned me to this extent!"

The Poison Demon was filled with extreme grief and rage: "My best friend! Chen Xifeng! It was you! It was you!!"

Given the Poison Demon's experience and intelligence, once he knew that Chen Xifeng was Dong Xitian, he would know everything.

He had heard of the Divine Weasel Cult before.

Every time Yan Nan came to see him, it was as if she was pouring out her heart, talking about the difficulties in teaching.

I've lamented more than once, "If only you were still healthy, you could have personally seen that poisonous fog from the Divine Weasel Cult, and our righteous sect wouldn't be in such a passive position..."

Therefore, once the Poison Demon heard that "Chen Xifeng is Dong Xitian, the Grand Master of the Divine Weasel Sect," he didn't need to rack his brains at all.

Everything became clear.

Fang Che was completely dumbfounded. He thought he could uncover the Bi family's past, including the ambush in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, but he never expected this...

The Bi family didn't cause any major upheaval, but they did manage to upheaval the Chen family.

This was truly... an unexpected stroke of luck.

Not only Fang Che was numb, but Feng Du was numb too.

This is insane... They say you have to press down one gourd and another one pops up, but the gourd on one side hasn't even been pressed down yet, and the gourd on the other side has already popped up...

"I want to see Vice Master Yan! And Vice Master Chen!"

"The Poison Demon said to Feng Du."

His tone was resolute, and his gaze was intense.

(End of this chapter)