Chapter 290: Chapter 203: Green Light Illuminates All

After joining Biyou Palace, he had spent most of his time painstakingly training the Bone-Softening Palm, leaving him no time to research the Gu Cultivation Skill.

Given that Xiaolv was likely to take off on its own and escape his control if provoked, it wasn’t wise to be hasty in laying down the law.

’I’ll deal with that later, once my Gu Cultivation Skill is strong enough to have this little guy completely under my thumb.’

Zou Feng was quite satisfied with the benefits that came from dealing with the Gu Corpse and refining its Corpse Poison.

Corpse Luo Heart Scripture (Integration and Mastery), Progress: 98%

With this much progress, his advancement to the Realm of Refining Fire was practically a sure thing.

And once he advanced to the Refined Realm, combined with the fact that the Corpse Luo Heart Scripture was a high-quality Cultivation Skill to begin with, he would finally be able to use it in actual combat.

So far, he had only been able to use the Bone-Softening Palm and the Corpse Luo Heart Scripture to occasionally deliver a finishing blow; they were practically useless in actual combat.

Once he could use these two Cultivation Skills in a real fight, even if they weren’t as powerful as the Great Universal Hand or the Five Poison Fire Lotus Skill, he could mix and match them, creating various combination techniques that would be even harder to defend against.

Take his Thousand Hands Exorcism technique, for example. If he could integrate the Bone-Softening Palm into it…

The Palm Force he unleashed would no longer be a simple linear attack. Instead, it would become as erratic and unpredictable as the moves of the Bone-Softening Palm.

At this thought, Zou Feng wished the Stone Coffin held an even more powerful Gu Corpse for him to refine.

But that was unlikely.

After all, if things went as expected, the Stone Coffin contained the Scorpion Gu King Poison.

Honestly, even standing right in front of it, Zou Feng still couldn’t sense anything inside the Stone Coffin.

He had an exceptionally keen sense for poisonous creatures and all kinds of poisons.

The fact that he couldn’t sense anything now clearly meant the Stone Coffin was made of a special material that blocked some of the Scorpion Gu King Poison’s properties.

The next moment, Zou Feng formed his fingers into a claw, grabbed the lid of the Stone Coffin, and abruptly exerted his strength.

With his current strength, he lifted the incredibly heavy lid with ease.

And just as the lid was lifted, a ferocious, pitch-black Poison Scorpion the size of a washbasin shot out.

Its Poison Hook-like tail stabbed straight for the spot between Zou Feng’s eyebrows.

It all happened so suddenly, and the Poison Scorpion was so absurdly fast, that it seemed Zou Feng had no time to dodge.

So, he didn’t even bother dodging, simply letting the Poison Scorpion’s pincers and Poison Hook come right at him.

And then…

He felt nothing at all.

It turned out that the washbasin-sized Poison Scorpion was merely a phantasm that vanished in a flash.

Of course, even if it was just a phantasm, only someone like Zou Feng could have truly ignored it.

Had anyone with an inferior Poison Skill been in his place, they would have genuinely felt the “stab” of the Poison Hook.

Those with insufficient strength would have succumbed to the poison and died on the spot.

’Such a peculiar poison. It’s truly worthy of the name Scorpion Gu King Poison.’

Zou Feng then looked inside the Stone Coffin, his excitement growing.

A Poison Scorpion, seemingly composed of black liquid, was trapped under a transparent dome, scurrying about frantically.

’The poison itself has taken form and even gained sentience!?’

No wonder Ding Gang had looked so incredulous at the idea of carrying the Poison of the Gu King on one’s person.

If you really carried this thing on your person, not only could its poison leak out and kill someone at any moment, but it could even watch for a chance to escape.

And even though it was sentient, it was neither a Gu Insect nor a living Creature, making it nearly impossible to tame.

As for why Ding Gang had hidden it here instead of refining and absorbing it…

The reason was obvious: it wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but that she couldn’t.

Based on its sentience alone, even a Fourth Grade Poison Cultivator who dared to absorb it would almost certainly die a violent, instantaneous death.

Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would be affected by its “sentience” and toxicity, becoming either a lunatic or an imbecile.

To put it bluntly, only a Poison Cultivator at the True Qi Realm, whose own True Qi had also gained “sentience,” could even attempt to absorb and refine this poison.

At this moment, even Xiaolv, which normally craved all kinds of Exotic Poisons, slowly backed away after sizing up the Scorpion Gu King Poison for a moment.

It clearly didn’t dare to absorb this poison, either.

But after a moment of thought, Zou Feng decided to absorb and refine the Scorpion Gu King Poison right here, right now.

After all, the thing couldn’t be carried around, and leaving it hidden here wasn’t safe, either.

Especially since Biyou Palace, once they confirmed Ding Gang’s identity, would likely send people to search for her belongings.

Therefore, time was of the essence. Refining it immediately was the only sensible course of action.

However, Zou Feng wasn’t so arrogant as to think he was some chosen one who could overcome the dangers of the Refinement process on his own.

The source of his confidence was the “big brothers” on his list.

Especially now, when the number and quality of the “big brothers” on the List of Gods were quite impressive.

He wouldn’t feel the slightest heartache even if he lost a few of them to the side effects of absorbing this poison.

After silently thanking the “big brothers” destined to take the top spot on his list, Zou Feng flipped open the transparent dome and unhesitatingly reached his poisoned hand toward the “Liquid Poison Scorpion.”

This reckless, almost foolish, act left Xiaolv stunned. The green light on its abdomen flared intensely with shock.

In an instant, the entire tomb chamber was bathed in a green glow, making the already eerie environment even more unsettling.

「Meanwhile, at Wenjian Peak, one of the seven peaks of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect.」

Zhao Ke, the Gentleman’s Sword, who had briefly clashed with Zou Feng at Yuwen Mansion, was sitting across from a white-haired youth with an ethereal aura, playing chess.

“Check!”

“Senior Brother, you’ve lost again…”

Zhao Ke smiled happily. Ever since they had joined the sect, he had never been able to catch up to his senior brother in cultivation, but when it came to chess, his senior brother had never once beaten him.

This white-haired young man, whom Zhao Ke called Senior Brother, was He Yuan, the Flying Snow Sword. He was a Core Disciple of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect and had reached the True Qi Realm.

His personality was described as “cold as ice, frigid as snow.”

No matter where he went, his style was always on full display; he was even more of a poser than Zhao Ke, the Gentleman’s Sword.

Of course, as a Sword Cultivator in the True Qi Realm, He Yuan certainly had the qualifications to be a poser.

“Junior Brother, I heard… you crossed hands with the Demon Slaying Order’s new Poison Cultivator?” He Yuan didn’t seem to care at all that he had lost the game.

He hadn’t lost on purpose, but he had very much hoped to lose.

This was related to He Yuan’s personal Sword Dao.

In any competitive activity aside from sword duels, even a simple pastime like chess, he hoped to lose.

He had even lost a junior sister he’d liked, one he had hoped to make his cultivation partner, to another junior brother who was also pursuing her.

Yet he remained unbothered, wishing he would lose as much as possible.

He would then concentrate all the “luck” of winning onto his sword strikes.

And so far, He Yuan had succeeded.

First, he would not draw his sword against those who were obviously stronger than him, like the Second and First Grade experts of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect.

But once he decided to draw his sword, his enemy was certain to die.

Since making his debut, He Yuan had ended nearly all of his life-and-death duels with a single strike.

His most resilient opponent hadn’t lasted more than three strikes.

In reality, He Yuan was the classic example of someone who could say, ’I only know one move, but you can’t block it.’

With many other junior disciples and servants around, Zhao Ke subconsciously began to put on an act after hearing He Yuan’s question.

“Indeed!”

“Tsk, it’s a shame that fellow managed to escape by a fluke. But I couldn’t just abandon the people of Yuwen Mansion who had been poisoned!”

“Still, if I’d known how utterly lawless that fiend was, I really should have chased him down and slain him…”

By now, after he had successively killed numerous Fourth Grade Experts, the rumors about Zou Feng in the Jianghu had painted him as a monstrously powerful fiend.

And yet, this very same powerful fiend had indeed been driven away by Zhao Ke, the Gentleman’s Sword.

So, naturally, the Gentleman’s Sword’s reputation soared.

The uninformed public marveled at Zhao Ke’s supposed ability, wondering how he could make such a vicious fiend like Zou Feng suffer a setback.

And Zhao Ke, who had always craved fame, naturally wouldn’t be modest about such admiration and praise, accepting it all with ease.

Hearing Zhao Ke’s response, many of the junior disciples began to murmur among themselves again, their gazes toward him filled with even greater awe and astonishment.

Nodding, He Yuan said with concern, “I’ve heard that man’s Poison Skill is formidable. Let me check you again to see if there’s any residual poison left.”

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