The fresh breeze and the warmth of the setting sun pierced his skin. At this moment, he had never felt so comfortable before.
Seeing the light of day again, Xiao Yang couldn't describe what he was feeling.
For three months, he had lived a life that was neither human nor ghost. Every day, his body would feel cold and he couldn't cultivate. He suffered the torment of his cultivation falling.
From today onwards, all of this would be a thing of the past.
His memories as the Honorable Poison Master came tumbling back. He had awakened many knowledge inheritances and knew many miscellaneous things.
Ten thousand years of reincarnation had blurred the past. He was now Xiao Yang, the genius young master of the Xiao family.
"Xiao Man, bring me a cup of water."
With his throat burning, Xiao Yang shouted in a low voice. A young maidservant who had served him since he was a child quickly walked over to satisfy his needs.
Gulping down the cup of water, he felt incomparably refreshed. He raised his head and asked coldly, "How long has Miss Lin been gone?"
"At noon, Miss Lin left with a smile on her face. It's been six hours." The servant girl, Xiao Man, pursed her lips and replied.
Hearing this, Xiao Yang's face revealed a sorrowful expression. "It seems that the trip to the Myriad Poisons Forest three months ago was also secretly planned by her."
In his previous life, when the Honorable Poison Master was about to advance, he was also framed and betrayed by his closest disciple.
In this life, his childhood sweetheart framed Xiao Yang and even wanted to take his life.
He didn't expect that under the impact of the dual cold poison and chronic pill poison, his Poison Body bloodline would awaken.
"In my previous life, I went through countless trials and tribulations before I managed to cultivate the Poison Body. Only in the end did I have the strength. "
Coldness spread out in his heart. Xiao Yang's mouth twitched and he laughed. Looking at the desolate courtyard, he clenched his fists. "In this life, I awakened this Poison Body at the brink of death. Coupled with my Poison Arts, who can stop me? In this world, the strong are respected. In front of absolute strength, no matter how many schemes you have, they are not worth mentioning. "
"Young, young master. Miss Lin, she … "Xiao Man stood to the side. She had served Xiao Yang since she was young and treated Xiao Yang as her own family.
At this moment, she revealed a look of concern and sincerity. Xiao Yang was a little touched. "Her? Don't ever mention this woman in front of me again. "
"Young Master, you …" Xiao Man was a little hesitant. She knew how deep Xiao Yang's feelings for Lin Shanshan were.
"I'm fine." Xiao Yang smiled. How many storms had he not experienced before? Why would he care about a little girl? Fighting with the heavens and earth, fighting with people, it was an endless joy. "Go and rest first."
Xiao Man retreated. Xiao Yang's body was filled with cold poison and alchemy poison. He needed to circulate his poison arts to refine his body, remove the hidden dangers, and increase his strength.
Xiao Yang's Poison Art continued to circulate, and his physique continued to improve. He felt that he was much stronger than before.
Before this, his martial arts cultivation was not perfect, and his physique was lacking. But now, his essence, qi, and divine body had reached a perfect state.
Ninth Stage Martial Disciple!
Breakthrough, Warrior First Order!
After exhausting the remaining poison in his body, his Body Tempering Realm reached Large Success and he advanced back to the Warrior Realm. Once again, he broke through a big realm without any obstacles. Everything happened naturally.
The Martial Disciple Cultivation Art could only be considered a low level cultivation art. At this moment, he was not even at the entry level of the Poison Art.
Although his Poison Body was successful, cultivating the Poison Art required him to condense a Poison Vein in his body. Only when he reached the Warrior Realm could he start cultivating. He needed more poison to condense a Poison Vein.
"Brother Xiao Yang, are you there?"
Outside the small courtyard, there was a shout. Xiao Yang opened his eyes and looked up.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy walked in. The boy was timid as he stuck his head out. This person was from the Xiao family and Xiao Yang's same generation, Xiao Zhongtian.
The two of them had a good relationship. Before this, Xiao Zhongtian had always followed behind the genius Xiao Yang and was his number one lackey.
Xiao Yang frowned. For the past three months, Xiao Zhongtian had never come to see him. But soon, he let it go. Since he came, it meant that he had the heart. "Zhongtian, come and sit."
"Why are you looking for me?"
Seeing Xiao Zhongtian take a seat, Xiao Yang poured a cup of tea and asked with a smile.
"Brother Yang, looking at your current situation, it seems that you are fine. That's great. " Xiao Zhongtian smiled. His eyes were moist and tears were about to fall. "Brother Yang, for the past three months, I saved up money and bought you a Yellow high-grade Antidote Pill."
"Yellow high-grade Antidote?" Xiao Yang was pleasantly surprised. Antidotes were divided into four ranks, Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow. Every rank had three grades. "I've troubled you."
A Yellow high-grade Antidote Pill was very precious to Xiao Yang. As a genius young master, his monthly salary was only ten gold coins. A Yellow high-grade Antidote Pill cost thirty gold coins.
For an ordinary family disciple like Xiao Zhongtian, who only had a monthly salary of five gold coins, to save up thirty gold coins in three months to buy an Antidote Pill, one could imagine how difficult and difficult it was.
"I'm not tired at all. Seeing Brother Yang like this makes my heart ache. I want to help you recover and live the carefree days of the past." Xiao Zhongtian said sincerely as he handed over the small brocade box. Inside it was a high-grade yellow-ranked antidote.
"You are too kind."
Xiao Yang was touched. His face was still pale due to the cold air of three months. It was hard to tell if his body had recovered or if he had broken through.
Receiving the brocade box and opening it, his eyes emitted a cold light.
Inside the brocade box was a dark green pellet. It was indeed a Yellow high-grade Antidote Pill, but for an ancestor who played with poisons, he could tell at a glance that this Antidote Pill was a poison pill.
There was a type of Antidote Pill that used poison to fight poison. It was the one in his hand. However, this Antidote Pill could only cure poisons that countered each other. It was not useless against the cold poison in his body and the previous Antidote Pill Poison.
On the contrary, to him, it was no different from poison. Poison on poison.
The person behind Lin Shanshan, seeing that the Chronic Poison Pill did not work, could not wait to take his life. Seeing that his plan did not work, the person behind Lin Shanshan wanted to use the same trick again.
"Your strength has increased?" Xiao Yang's expression didn't change. He felt a chill in his heart towards the actions of this lackey who had been following him all this time.
"Yes, Brother Yang. I have broken through from Martial Disciple to Martial Warrior." Xiao Zhongtian's expression changed slightly, then he smiled, "Brother Yang, I will pour you some water to dissolve the Antidote Pill and cure the cold poison in your body."
Breaking through from a Martial Disciple to a Martial Artist was a huge hurdle. Only by breaking through the hurdle would one be able to break through. This was also the reason why Xiao Yang had entered the Forest of a Thousand Poisons to look for the Yuan Origin Fruit for Lin Shanshan.
"Good, very good!" Xiao Yang smiled, but his tone was cold.
Xiao Zhongtian did not notice. He was melting the Antidote Pill at the side, but his heart was excited. His eyes were shining. To be able to beat Xiao Yang into the mortal world and hit him while he was down, after this, he would receive a hundred gold coins worth of resources.
Gulp! Gulp!
Without saying anything, Xiao Yang raised his cup and drank it. Such a great tonic poison was exactly what he needed to form his Poison Veins and start his Poison Arts. He could not wait to get more poison.
As he watched Xiao Yang drink the poison in one gulp, Xiao Zhongtian's eyes slowly glowed and widened, unable to suppress the joy in his heart.
"Haha! Brother Yang. Looks like you have recovered. I want to spar with you. "Xiao Zhongtian had the intention of taking Xiao Yang's life while he was sick.
The act of sparring caused the poison in Xiao Yang's body to spread rapidly. Obviously, the person behind Xiao Zhongtian who wanted Xiao Yang's life did not want to let him live a moment longer.
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