Douluo: From Rusted Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 37: Immortal Grass Illustrations, Yin-Yang Twin Grass
Ji Wuming retracted his spirit, walked up to Yang Wudi, and warned him seriously,
"The tip of my martial spirit spear is poisonous. Although the poison is not strong, if he is not treated, given his current physical condition, he will die within half a day."

Ji Wuming did not deliberately add poison attribute spirit rings to Rust. Except for the first spirit skill which was a snake, the spirit beasts of the other two rings were not poison attribute spirit beasts.
However, even so, the bloody murderous aura contained in the martial soul has already seeped into the rust, forming a stronger toxin - blood rust poison. The half-day time was estimated by Ji Wuming under ideal circumstances, and the toxin attack would probably be even shorter.

Hearing this, Yang Wudi looked towards Yang Yong's wound, only to see extremely sticky black blood already appearing there. He became very nervous.
"Someone, take Yong'er away for treatment! We must not let anything happen to him."

As Yang Yong was taken away for treatment, Yang Wudi calmed down and asked Ji Wuming with great curiosity,

"Ji boy, the spirit skill you just displayed is too powerful, far surpassing the skills of the first three spirit rings. Could it be the so-called self-created spirit skill?"

"Yes, it is my self-created soul skill!"

Since Yang Wudi has already guessed it, there is no need for him to hide it anymore. Besides, he only showed two moves briefly in this battle, so it won't be a problem.

"You created your own soul skills. No wonder your attacks can directly penetrate the thick walls of my Poyi clan. We are willing to accept the loss. Boy, go check the herbal knowledge first. I will give you the specific spear skills later. But I must remind you that you must not pass on my Poyi clan's spear skills to others, otherwise..."

"Of course. If I were to tell anyone about it, my martial spirit would be shattered and I would die!"

Ji Wuming raised his left hand to the sky and solemnly swore an oath with his martial spirit.

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As Ji Wuming was led to a house and pushed open the door, a strong medicinal fragrance hit his face. Inside, there were not only many dried flower and plant specimens, but also detailed illustrations of the corresponding flowers and plants. This place was like a flower and plant museum.

Ji Wuming walked to the inner bookshelves, one after another, browsing through them, until he stopped in front of a dusty and somewhat tattered book, and carefully took it down.

"The Illustrated Guide to Immortal Herbs is you!"

He opened the illustrated book of magical herbs one by one. All kinds of magical herbs were recorded in it. Although the medicinal properties of some of them were only briefly introduced and not so thoroughly, it was enough.

Ji Wuming recorded the information about the immortal herbs in the atlas one by one and copied it onto the blank book. When he turned to the last two pages, a puzzled look appeared on his face.
"Yin Yang Life and Death Grass? Life and death counteract each other. The Life Grass can regenerate the limbs of the eater, while the Death Grass can drag the eater into hell. If taken at the same time, the eater will have the opportunity to awaken the second martial soul!"

Is it that powerful? Could it be that the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire also contain these two kinds of magical herbs?
At this moment, Ji Wuming couldn't wait to turn the page and check the general information. After all, there were not many chances to obtain the second martial soul!

But when he turned the page expectantly, he saw a dozen large characters written in thick ink.
"The Yin-Yang Twin Grass is pure fiction. Don't believe it!"

"Damn it! It sounds so awesome, but it's all made up. Isn't this just a trick the seniors used to fool kids? It's so unethical!"

Looking at the fake immortal herbs without even a picture on them, Ji Wuming's face darkened. He was about to raise the immortal herb encyclopedia and slam it to the ground, but after a moment's contemplation, he decided against it. Why bother with a senior who had been dead for who knows how many years? After Ji Wuming put away the organized immortal herb information, he also grabbed a few general pharmacology books and walked out. He decided to learn as much as he could in these three days!

Soon, Yang Wudi started to refine the elixir. After a few hours, the Yang Family Spear Manual was not delivered, but Yang Yong came to the courtyard where Ji Wuming lived.
"Brother Ji, apart from the path of medicine, the spear manual is the last foundation of our Poyi clan. The clan leader asked me to teach you one move at a time. As for how much you can remember and learn in these three days, it all depends on your own luck."

Ji Wuming was not too surprised that there was no spear manual and that the teaching was done by a person. Instead, he thought it was a good idea. If he didn't understand something, he could always ask Yang Yong for help, thus killing two birds with one stone.

"Come and watch..."

Under the moonlight, Yang Yong performed several sets of spear techniques. Ji Wuming, who had already mastered the basic spear techniques, had already memorized them by heart. He followed the Yang family's spear techniques and performed them in the same way.
"Thrust, kill, swing, counter-block, release force, how to thrust with a spear, thrust with the handle..."

At the same time, in the main hall of Tianxing City's martial arts spirit,
The black cardinal was sitting on the main seat, looking at the information he had collected, his eyes filled with anger.
"Is this the guy who patronizes the business of that broken clan?"

"Hanhai City, Wuhun Iron Rust Spear, a piece of trash with innate soul power level three dares to go against my Wuhun Hall, you are looking for death!"

A Soul Sect deacon below stepped forward, bowed, and revealed a sinister expression.

"Bishop, people like him who befriend the Po Yi Clan deserve to die. As soon as he leaves the Po Yi Clan, we will kill him immediately and seize the wealth in his hands."

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Although I can't directly destroy the Po Yi clan, anyone who helps the Po Yi clan will surely be destroyed."

The black-robed cardinal closed the document. In the southernmost province of this continent, he was the local tyrant, and curbing the four single-attribute sects was in line with the development of the Spirit Hall.

Three days later, although there were not too many spies near the Po Yi Clan, they were very clear about the character of the Spirit Hall Bishop. It was very likely that Ji Wuming had been targeted when he became friends with the Po Yi Clan.
Therefore, Ji Wuming quietly left the city under the arrangement of the Poyi Clan. However, not long after Ji Wuming parted with Yang Yong and the others, Ji Wuming, who was riding a horse at a high speed, was suddenly attacked by a sound wave.
Before his horse fell to the ground, Ji Wuming leaped up and landed steadily on the ground. Six great soul masters in black simultaneously activated their second soul skills and attacked him collectively.
"The waves are strange, the sky roars and the sea is overturned!"

A vacuum zone spread out with the spear in Ji Wuming's hand as the center, slowing down their speed. Then Ji Wuming quickly used his first soul skill, his body spinning rapidly, and the blade of the blood thunder spear cut off the neck of each great soul master. Six heads fell off and blood gushed out.

"One strike, one strike actually killed six of my great soul masters!"

While the Soul Sect deacon was in shock, he looked at the Blood Thunder Spear in Ji Wuming's hand, his face darkened, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"I've heard people talk about your spear before. Could you be the White Devil from two or three years ago?"

"I didn't expect that after all this time, someone still remembers me. Now that you know me, you can die now!"

(End of this chapter)