Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 317 Old Guy

The Poison Witch followed behind Yan Chixia, glancing at Xiahou Swordsman beside him from under his hood. He was all too familiar with that wary look in the other man's eyes.

Throughout his life, for the past two hundred years since he left the southern border, anyone who knew his identity would look at him with such wary eyes.

The witchcraft of the Southern Frontier is truly mysterious and bizarre to outsiders. Putting aside everything else, the mere act of controlling all sorts of grotesque-looking Gu worms, along with many ancient rituals, is enough to make people extremely wary.

This swordsman's swordsmanship was quite good. Normally, he wouldn't have paid any attention to him. This person was wary of him and guarded against him. How could the poison witch not be the same?

However, his body has been weakening day by day, and if this continues, he will soon reach the end of his life.

When faced with the question of life and death, everything else is insignificant.

The three world-renowned masters, led by Yan Chixia, returned to the wooden house on the mountain in no time.

It was already dusk. Niu Yi was standing in front of the iron pot, constantly stirring the food in it, while Xiao Hai was ladling the cooked food into plates and placing them on the wooden table.

Unlike the usual three sets of bowls and chopsticks, there were two more sets today.

Xiao Hai was curious as to why the young master suddenly asked for two more sets of bowls and chopsticks to be prepared, but the young master replied that guests would be visiting today.

Xiao Hai placed the roasted pork on the table, glanced at the sky, and looked at the young master beside him who was ladling the last dish from the pot. He asked curiously:

"Young master, it's so late, why haven't Master Yan and those two guests arrived yet? Are they perhaps tied up with something?"

Niu Yi looked towards the courtyard gate and smiled:
"They've arrived."

As soon as Niu Yi finished speaking, three figures, led by Yan Chixia, stepped into the courtyard.

"Oh? Such a lavish feast today!"

Yan Chixia could smell the aroma of food from afar, and when he saw the table full of dishes, a broad smile immediately appeared on his face.

He walked briskly to the wooden table, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat a piece of roasted pork.

Yan Chixia savored the aroma of the meat in his mouth, nodded contentedly, and pointed to the black-robed man behind him, saying to Niu Yi:
"Guangyi, I've found the person you're looking for. The rest is up to you."

"Okay, thank you very much, Senior Yan."

Niu Yi looked at the two people at the door scrutinizing him: a black-robed poison sorcerer with an eerie aura and a swordsman with an exceptionally sharp presence.

"Hey kid, you're the one who said you could save me?"

Hearing the Poison Witch's hoarse voice, Niu Yi stepped forward, walked up to the Poison Witch, and said directly:

“Good, I will resolve the conflict of the deadly toxins in your body, but in return, I want all the knowledge and skills you possess.”

Upon hearing this, the Poison Witch frowned slightly. He wasn't surprised that Guang Yi knew where his problem lay; it was most likely that Yan Chixia had told him.

But this kid, who looks to be less than twenty years old, made such a boast to this old man who is over four hundred years old and an expert in poisons.

You should know that the poison gas he was carrying had reached a point where even he himself was completely unable to handle it. If it were to erupt, it could affect an area of ​​hundreds of miles around.

Whether or not he was affected, the Poison Witch didn't care; all he wanted was to live.

The Poison Witch looked at Niu Yi, about to say something.

But when he met Niu Yi's deep, dark eyes, the Poison Witch's pupils suddenly contracted, and a burst of purple mist and poisonous gas suddenly erupted from his black robe, condensing around him and protecting him firmly.

Zheng————

The sword box beside Yan Chixia opened instantly, and a series of flying swords flew out in an instant, their tips pointing at the Poison Witch.

Xiahou the swordsman standing next to the Poison Witch also quickly drew his sword from his waist, looking at the Poison Witch with both wariness and surprise, wondering what had suddenly gotten into this old man.

"Son!"

Xiao Hai was a little anxious when he saw this scene. Although he was panicked, he subconsciously wanted to step forward quickly, but Yan Chixia grabbed him.

The Poison Witch ignored the two men and stared intently at Niu Yi opposite him.

This kid is acting strange! He's completely different from when we first met!

He had lived for over four hundred years, and he had seen countless people, not just ordinary people, but also renowned heroes and cultivators.

The poisonous mist he released just now was entirely subconscious, because he hadn't felt that way in nearly a century—that feeling of being completely seen through by others.

And that inexplicable sense of vicissitude etched by the passage of time.
This kid is weird! He's dangerous!
But
The purple poison surrounding the Poison Witch quickly retreated into his black robe. He then awkwardly raised his hands and bowed to Niu Yi, lowering his voice to make it as gentle as possible.

"I'm so sorry, Brother Guangyi, I've really offended you."

“As you just said, as long as you can cure my problem, I will teach you everything I know.” “If you are interested in other things, I can find them for you.”

The poison witch had many guesses in that instant, and he trusted his intuition completely.

The person in front of him, who looks no more than twenty years old, may have learned the art of preserving youth and is actually an old guy who is much older than him!
But this also proves that the other party may not be exaggerating, and may really have the ability to save his life!

Yan Chixia, who was standing to the side, raised an eyebrow at the sight. With a wave of his hand, the numerous flying swords quickly flew back to the sword box, and the sword box closed.

Seeing this, Xiahou Jianke frowned slightly and sheathed his sword.

Although he was Yan Chixia's rival, they were also friends. He admired and respected Yan Chixia, a chivalrous and highly skilled swordsman.

If this poison witch intends to harm this group, he also wants to test what kind of abilities this poison witch, one of the five witches of the Southern Frontier, has.

Of course, if he encounters danger, he will leave immediately; he would never stay behind to fight to the death.

Seeing the sorcerer's appearance, Niu Yi returned the greeting with a cupped hand:

"Please rest assured, since I have asked Senior Yan to bring you here, as long as you follow my method, I am quite confident that you will succeed."

A golden light flashed in Niu Yi's eyes. Just now, as soon as this poison witch entered the gate, he used his modified magic eye to look at the person in front of him, which is why the other party had that subconscious reaction.

He was also somewhat interested in the poison sorcerer's body. The sorcerer practiced poison arts and had actually integrated hundreds of kinds of poisons into his body, controlling and fusing them with his powerful magic power so that they could coexist peacefully.

To put it simply, the person in front of you is a "highly poisonous gas bomb".

However, at this moment, the poison in the other party's body seemed to have begun to become unbalanced due to the injection of an extremely strong poison, and he was only holding on by relying on his poison skills and magic power.

These hundreds of deadly poisons made the situation in the poison witch's body extremely complicated, to the point that a single change could have far-reaching consequences, but for Niu Yi, this was not a troublesome matter.

At night, Yan Chixia and Xiahou Jianke were drinking in the courtyard, while Xiao Hai looked at the wooden house with some concern.

Seeing this, Xiahou patted Xiaohai on the shoulder with his wine cup and said:
"Don't worry, kid, your young master is no ordinary person."

He saw that scene clearly during the day.

These Poison Witches are no ordinary beings. In the entire martial arts world, the five Witch Ancestors of the Southern Frontier are renowned and feared by all.

Yet this ancient monster, who had lived for over four hundred years, treated that eighteen-year-old youth with utmost courtesy. Clearly, he had discovered something extraordinary.
Xiao Hai nodded, but still looked at the wooden house with some worry in his eyes, while Yan Chixia on the other side also seemed to be sensing the constantly fluctuating atmosphere inside the house.

Inside the wooden house, Niu Yi slowly removed his hand from behind the poison witch, and the golden magic in his hand slowly dissipated, while the dozens of black needles behind the poison witch stopped trembling.

"Cough! Cough cough!!"

At the same time, a violent cough came from the figure under the black robe of the Poison Witch. Soon, a mouthful of pitch-black blood, exuding a chilling aura, was spat out by the Poison Witch and splashed onto the ground, instantly forming a layer of ice shards.

However, as he spat out that mouthful of poisonous blood, the sorcerer's aura seemed to gradually calm down.

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Guangyi."

The poison witch was panting, her eyes, hidden beneath her hood, filled with a mixture of joy and shock.

The numerous poisons in his body had actually calmed down considerably and were no longer clashing so fiercely!

Just now, the other party actually used only a bit of magic power to bring the out-of-control poison in his body back under control with the help of his Xuan Iron Needle.

The Poison Witch recalled that when Guangyi had applied the acupuncture needles, almost every time he activated his magic and inserted the needles, the rampant and chaotic poison in his body calmed down considerably.

This seemingly smooth and simple scene filled the witch with awe.

The enormous problem that had forced him to struggle for survival was so easily solved by this man.
Niu Yi said slowly:
"The thousand-year-old Cold Soul Poison in your body is still too potent for you. You rashly absorbed it into your body without fully controlling it, which led to the imbalance of the poison and made it worse."

"Now that some of this Cold Soul Poison has been expelled, I will help you stabilize the other deadly poisons in your body. You will feel much better and be able to regain control."

"But don't be too happy yet. I'll give you another prescription in a bit. Just follow the prescription, get the medicine, and take it every day so you won't be in any danger."

"Remember, do not cultivate or activate your magic power during this period, lest the poison become unbalanced again, and even a god could not save you then."

The poison witch nodded hurriedly, instinctively lowering her posture and respectfully agreeing.

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand."

As the witch spoke, she used her withered fingers to take two books out of her robe and place them on the ground beside her.

"Guangyi, my benefactor, these two books contain the essence of my life's learning. Please accept them. If there is anything you don't understand, I can answer it for you at any time."

Niu Yi nodded as he looked at the two black-covered books, hoping that they would allow him to see more of this world and further accelerate his cultivation.

(End of this chapter)