Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 328 The Poison God is born and slaughters thousands of miles of blood

After slaying the Grandmaster of Shuiyue with a single sword strike, Li Zhaoting looked around at the battlefield, completely bewildered.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the shouts of battle could be heard clearly for miles around. The fake Duan Yanqing had brought more than a dozen experts, including several grandmasters.

Miao Jiang, Tang Clan, Wen Family, Dongying, and the world's number one troublemaker, the "Azure Dragon Society," have created such a huge spectacle and paid such a high price, only to find themselves in a flawed power grab—utterly foolish.

No one with a sound mind would think that way.

Could this be a diversionary tactic?
Li Zhaoting thought of the "Heavenly Wrath Sword".

The Heavenly Wrath Sword is suppressed behind the Tianlong Temple.

The Heavenly Wrath Sword is the most ferocious and demonic weapon in the world, capable of absorbing true essence and blood to rapidly enhance cultivation.

Even without any martial arts foundation, starting to practice martial arts in one's thirties or forties, with physical disabilities and incomplete energy circulation, one can become a top master in a very short time.

Invulnerable to swords and spears, possessing immense strength, growing stronger with each battle, he single-handedly cuts through thousands of troops with his sword, showing no signs of fatigue, but rather becoming increasingly excited with each kill.

Those killed by the Heavenly Wrath Sword will have their true essence and blood absorbed by the sword and fed back to the sword master. If the Heavenly Wrath Heart Sutra is practiced to its extreme, one can withstand being struck by lightning.

Despite having so many benefits, none of the eminent monks of Tianlong Temple developed greed, simply because the flaws of the Heavenly Wrath Heart Method were too obvious. When one reached the pinnacle of mastery, the Heavenly Wrath Sword would backfire on its master, absorbing the master's true essence and blood.

In other words, from beginning to end, the sword master was a slave of the Heavenly Wrath Sword, a pig raised by the Heavenly Wrath Sword.

To sacrifice so many experts for a sword with obvious advantages and disadvantages that will inevitably backfire is an absolutely foolish choice. Even if we could obtain the Heavenly Wrath Sword, how would we divide it among everyone?
Which of these forces is easy to mess with?
Who is willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of others?
It's lucky if they don't betray each other!
But besides the throne and the Heavenly Wrath Sword, what other treasures does Dali possess that deserve so much attention?
Could this matter really be related to Changchun Valley?

Is the mastermind behind this the Azure Dragon Society or the Tang Clan?

Li Zhaoting took a few deep breaths to get into peak condition. Just as he was about to deal with the October leader, he suddenly felt dizzy, staggered, and drowsy. He knew that his blood was poisonous and that someone was using his blood to poison him.

With a thought, he circulated his vital energy throughout his body, expelling toxins. He glanced around and saw that the ground had been cracked with ravines, and blood was flowing into a dry well, inside which was an old man.

An old man with white hair and beard.

Its entire body was shrouded in a bluish-green poisonous mist.

As a huge amount of blood splattered on his body, the old man opened his eyes. This person was neither a "corpse refiner" nor a flesh and blood puppet, but a living person!

To be precise, this white-bearded old man injected hundreds or even thousands of kinds of deadly poisons into his body and used a secret method that had disappeared from the martial arts world to create a humanoid weapon.

This weapon is called... Poison God!
The God of Poison was born and slaughtered thousands of miles of blood.

More than 20 years ago, during the fiercest battle between the Iron Blood Banner Sect and the Five Blessings Alliance, Leng Yifeng, the lord of Cold Wind Fortress in the Five Blessings Alliance, was refined into a Poison God by the Western Regions demon monk, Master Poison. The Poison God indiscriminately killed friend and foe. Tie Zhongtang risked mutual destruction, jumping off a cliff with the Poison God in his arms, and only then did he successfully defeat the Poison God.

From the moment the Poison God was born until he was killed by Tie Zhongtang, only two days passed. Of the thousands of disciples from the Iron Blood Banner Sect and the Five Blessings Alliance, only twenty or thirty remained.

It kills upon contact and injures upon touch. Even if you clash with the Poison God from a distance using your palm strike, you will be contaminated with the deadly poison. Burning flames and a barrage of arrows will have no effect.

According to historical records, less than an hour after the Poison God made his move, he forced the Iron Blood Banner Sect and the Five Blessings Alliance, longtime rivals who had fought for generations, to unite against the Poison God's threat.

The Poison God statue is a mutated version of Miao Gu magic, turning people into living Gu that can absorb killing intent and corpse energy to grow.

The more kills, the stronger the Poison God becomes.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

The toxins harm the user first and then others. The Poison God can only live for a maximum of three years, after which he will automatically turn into blood.

However, given the Poison God's terrifying destructive power, it would be easy for him to slaughter an entire sect or even a city with impunity.

The phrase "slaughtering thousands of miles" is no exaggeration.

The Poison God can truly slaughter thousands.

If the Poison God were to grow to its peak, it would probably require the most powerful immortals of the time, along with the priests of Medicine King Valley and Miao territory, to set up an array to completely eliminate the Poison God without harming the common people.

Li Zhaoting unleashed a Tathagata-like divine light that annihilated the Poison God. The Poison God was torn to pieces, and the poisonous mist dissipated, turning the entire Dali royal city into a dead zone. Who can bear this responsibility?

Seeing the Poison God crawling out of the dry well, Li Zhaoting broke out in a cold sweat: "Phoenix, can the Golden Silkworm Gu devour the Poison God? Think of a way immediately to lure the Poison God to the wild, and prevent it from killing indiscriminately."

Lan Fenghuang had just killed Wen Qu with her Thousand-Mile Whip Thunder when she heard Li Zhaoting's words and was shocked: "Who is refining the Poison God? This is a forbidden technique recognized by the martial arts world. Whoever dares to refine the Poison God will become the public enemy of the martial arts world."

"The thief has been crafted!"

“The Poison God cannot treat the Sacrifice Grass as an ordinary poisonous insect or poisonous gu. We must do the opposite and use the Sacrifice Grass as bait to divert the Poison God’s attention.”

When Lan Fenghuang went to Changchun Valley earlier, she collected seven or eight sacrificial grasses. She used the sacrificial grasses to make water, which could be used as cooling water when forging weapons. This would make the swords more tough and sharp, and it was a very good auxiliary medicine.

Originally intending to send it to Sword Forging City, Lan Fenghuang quickly explained, "Husband, do not use fire. Flames will generate poisonous clouds and mist. Use the Frost Palm to attack. Ice can prevent the spread of the poison. The medicinal herbs are all in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. Husband, go and get them quickly!"

Before the words were finished, the blue phoenix took flight.

Li Zhaoting embraced Lan Fenghuang's slender waist and went straight to Zhennan Wangfu. After finding the sacrificial grass, he immediately returned to lure the Poison God. Li Zhaoting's speed was undeniably fast. From leaving to returning, it took less than two minutes. Ultraman hadn't even turned red yet, but the scene had already turned upside down.

The Poison God was unrestrained and indiscriminately slaughtered anyone, whether they were monks from Tianlong Temple, soldiers of the Imperial Guard, or martial arts masters invited by the fake Duan Yanqing. As long as they were hit by the Poison God or infected by the Hundred Poisons Yuan Gang, they would die on the spot. No one could withstand even half a move.

The Poison God has no wisdom and cannot distinguish between friend and foe.

In just two or three minutes, they killed over a hundred people and charged headlong toward Duan Zhengchun. Just then, Li Zhaoting arrived in time and crushed the sacrificial grass into juice.

Sensing the scent of the sacrificial grass, the Poison God uncontrollably charged towards Li Zhaoting. Li Zhaoting, unhurried, moved at a speed only slightly faster than the Poison God to the outskirts of the city, finding a remote mountain peak to use as the battlefield for their final showdown.

Hands form a mudra, and Buddha's light shimmers.

The Buddha's Divine Light - The First Appearance of Buddha's Light!

The sword light, reaching to the heavens and piercing the earth, hurtled towards the Poison God.

The Poison God's body was surrounded by a hundred poisonous primordial energy, making his body as tough as the Golden Silkworm Gu. When he clawed upwards, a torrent of poison gushed out, which could even corrode the sword's edge.

A piercing friction sound emanated from the air, and any external force that approached the Poison God was corroded by its potent poison.

Li Zhaoting transformed all his true energy into yin energy, condensing water into ice. He raised his hand and shot out seven or eight life-and-death talismans. Then, he crossed his hands, and true energy surged out of his body from his acupoints, condensing into hundreds of sharp, piercing ice arrows.

"Show me what you're capable of!"

"Take this! A barrage of arrows!"

……

"Qu Xian Zhou, the Poison God has been born, slaughtering thousands of miles. Do you want to become the public enemy of the martial arts world? Quickly step back, I'll deal with the Poison God. Stop being so stubborn!"

"Stubborn to the end? Xiao Feng, is there any rebellion that ends halfway? My clansmen, my disciples, have their heads tied to their belts as they follow me in this rebellion. They either succeed in seizing the throne or die on the battlefield! Step aside? If I make way to deal with the Poison God, who will let me go? Even if they let me go today, they will surely settle scores with me in the future!"

Qu Xianzhou wielded his chains and unleashed a powerful hammer blow.

"You asked for this!"

Xiao Feng activated his Vajra Transformation without hesitation.

Without the Poison God, Xiao Feng could have tried exchanging a hundred blows with Qu Xianzhou and won with the Dragon Subduing Palm.

Now that the Poison God has been born and is killing indiscriminately, Xiao Feng has no time to joke around with Qu Xianzhou. If the Poison God gets away today, who knows how many innocent people will die.

"Buzz~~" Xiao Feng's entire body became dazzling with golden light, and a golden dragon surrounded him, as if a dragon-taming Arhat had descended to earth.

With his chest out and head held high, Xiao Feng withstood Qu Xianzhou's heavy blow. The sound of metal clashing could be heard. Xiao Feng did not retreat an inch, his body motionless and unshaken. He seized the opportunity to grab the chain with his right hand.

"Bah!"

Xiao Feng exhaled and shouted, urging his divine power again, forcefully pulling Qu Xianzhou over. He formed his left hand into a dragon claw and grabbed at Qu Xianzhou's ribs. Qu Xianzhou soared into the air, released his meteor hammer, and unleashed another meteor hammer.

The golden chains danced wildly, falling in a dazzling display, while the heavy hammer traced a graceful arc before slamming into Xiao Feng's temple.

The Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill is not invincible.

Everything has its limits.

The heavy hammer is good at penetrating armor. If Xiao Feng, with his god-like body, were to be continuously bombarded by the meteor hammer, he would be seriously injured. Qu Xianzhou understood this principle and deliberately adopted a desperate stance.

This was exactly what Xiao Feng wanted to do.

Xiao Feng wanted to finish the battle quickly, deciding the victor within three moves, and help Li Zhaoting eliminate the Poison God.

Qu Xianzhou was eager to risk his life, something Xiao Feng couldn't have asked for.

"clang!"

Xiao Feng used his Iron Head Skill to withstand the meteor hammer's attack, taking the opportunity to close the distance. Ignoring Qu Xianzhou's unexpected move, he formed his hands into dragon claws and grabbed at Qu Xianzhou's ribs.

Injury for injury, life for life.

Blood splattered, bones broken.

Xiao Feng pulled out two of Qu Xianzhou's ribs, causing blood to flow freely from his ribs. His aura was weaker than ever before. Before he could guide his qi back to its original state, Xiao Feng struck him with his claws again.

Dragon Claw Hand - Three Moves to Snatch the Pearl!
First, grasp the face; second, grasp the chest; third, grasp the dantian (lower abdomen).

Qu Xianzhou had been fighting Chi Zunxin for over a decade and was a ruthless man of the highest caliber. He gritted his teeth and unleashed a powerful attack, which rang out with clanging sounds as the two exchanged blows.

You give me a hammer, I'll give you a claw.

Golden sparks flew everywhere, internal energies clashed, and blood flowed freely.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Qu Xianzhou was blasted through the chest by Xiao Feng and fell to the ground with a calm expression. Duan Zhengchun was not the type to kill indiscriminately. With this "villain" dead, Dali would not deal with his clansmen. At most, they would behead the elders and replace them with a few obedient elders.

Rebellion comes at a price!
Want to get away unscathed? It's not that easy.
Without pausing, Xiao Feng charged out of the city like a tank, joining forces to deal with the Poison God.

Gongliang Shu and Gan Yuyi had lived in seclusion in Miao territory for many years and knew how terrifying the Poison God was. They ran away without hesitation. The October Dragon Head snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with his collaborators' actions in refining the Poison God, and flew away.

Unlike Qu Xianzhou, they had no businesses, no families, and no worries in Miao territory. They would stay if there were benefits, and run away if there weren't. With the Poison God attracting their attention, they ran away very fast, and no one stopped them.

Miss Wang wanted to help Li Zhaoting, but Cheng Huaixiu grabbed her arm and said, "The worst thing you can do when dealing with the Poison God is to gang up on him. You have to fight him head-on with experts. If you go to help Li Zhaoting, you will distract him."

"If I can't, do you think you can?"

“I can’t do it either. The Poison God is not afraid of sword energy, not afraid of close combat, and his attacks are unpredictable. Sword Heart Clarity has no effect on the Poison God. We have to stay here.”

"What are you doing here?"

"Eliminate the rebels and resolve their future concerns."

As she spoke, Cheng Huaixiu rushed toward the fake Duan Yanqing.

Miss Wang snorted, thinking to herself that Cheng Huaixiu was indeed the leader of the Salt Gang, damnably clever.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, Cheng Huaixiu's ability to grasp the key points was clearly several levels better than hers.

Cheng Huaixiu also has an advantage: the temperament cultivated by the Cihang Sword Manual reveals a saintly aura, making people subconsciously believe in her and quickly quell the chaos.

Despair flashed in the eyes of the fake Duan Yanqing.

He thought he was a pawn, but he didn't expect to be a discarded piece. He wanted to argue, but the Overlord Spear and the Colorless Sword struck at the same time. One sword blocked his retreat, and the other spear slashed down from the air, shattering the fake Duan Yanqing into a bloody mist.

A rebuttal?

Go to the underworld and argue your point!

With the arrival of experts like Miss Wang, the situation quickly stabilized. The warrior monks of Tianlong Temple formed a battle formation and attacked, killing all the Tang Clan's Nine Vajras and the Wen family's "Death" generation assassins with a flurry of swords. The traitors and rebels surrendered one after another.

Duan Zhengchun showed no excitement whatsoever; his face was ashen, like the bottom of a pot. If he couldn't kill the Poison God and allowed him to wreak havoc in the capital, let alone the throne, he could only pray to heaven for protection if he wanted to preserve the capital of Dali.

Who is plotting against Dali?

What are the benefits of doing this?
What good would it do to obtain the throne of Dali?

Still, we have to be subservient to others, submit to them, and pay tribute.
Could it be that Dali could march north and attack the Song Dynasty?
Duan Zhengchun's thoughts were in turmoil, his mind filled with distracting ideas.

Duan Zhengming and Zen Master Kurong were the same.

They could never have imagined that the thieves were cultivating a poison god in the royal city, using blood energy to activate it.

If Li Zhaoting and Xiao Feng hadn't been there, even if all the martial monks of Tianlong Temple had rushed at them, they might not have had a chance of winning. Who is the mastermind behind this, and what exactly do they want to do?
Want to seize the throne?
Want to learn martial arts?
Want to live forever?
It looks really weird no matter how you look at it!

There are too few clues to make logical deductions.

Duan Yu rushed to help.

He swallowed the giant toad, unafraid of its deadly poison.

The Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) combined with the Six Meridians Divine Sword might not be enough to defeat the Poison God, but it could create a balance, giving Xiao Feng and Li Zhaoting an opportunity. Xiao Feng, with his Vajra Body, clashed head-on with the Poison God, while Li Zhaoting waved his hand and fired an ice arrow, freezing an area of ​​several dozen feet in radius and restricting the Poison God's movement range.

Blue Phoenix kept taking out various medicinal herbs and waving them in front of the Poison God to test his tolerance.

The Poison God charged left and right, his poisonous claws slashing wildly, hissing through the air. Even Xiao Feng's clothes were corroded. He spewed poisonous mist from his mouth and swept away poisonous clouds with his palms. His arrogant and domineering demeanor was terrifying.

Xiao Feng unleashed his full power, giving it his all.

If one cannot maintain the Vajra Body, one will be poisoned to death by the Poison God the moment the transformation fails.

Duan Yu circled around the Poison God rapidly, his Six Meridians Divine Sword hissing as he attacked the Poison God's joints.

Li Zhaoting formed hand seals and used the Yin-attribute Longevity Technique to activate the Tathagata's divine light, condensing into a waterfall of ice several feet long.

This technique is a unique skill that I mastered while sparring with Wang Yuyan in Wuliang Valley. It combines the swords of ice and water, creating a frosty river, collapsing glaciers, and devastating the world.

The Sword of Ice, the Sword of Water, the Sword of Plum Blossoms.

A few plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold!

Glacier Sword Technique: Braving Snow and Frost!

(End of this chapter)