Lu Qingshan's sword-wielding hand trembled uncontrollably, and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat.
His meridians felt like they were being burned, and the pain was unbearable. The spirit power in his dantian was almost completely depleted.
The Dragon Sparrow Sword was still humming.
Heaven Suppression had a total of three swords, but he had used up ninety-nine percent of his spirit power in just one slash. His physical body was already on the verge of collapse.
This was the burden one had to bear to unleash Heaven Suppression.
He was panting slightly.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the flames disappeared. Everything returned to normal.
Rustle rustle rustle.
Amidst the silence, a strange sound came from above. Lu Qingshan couldn't help but look up.
On the branches of the peach tree that almost covered the sky, the flower buds that had been hidden all this time suddenly spasmed and grew.
It was as if a spring breeze had arrived.
The flower buds quickly expanded and bloomed.
In the blink of an eye, pink peach blossoms filled the air. It was as if one was in a sea of flowers.
It was just that the person in the peach tree would never return.
Mi Du staggered to the foot of the peach tree, and tears continuously flowed from its eyes.
It curled up into a ball, and its body trembled as it muttered absentmindedly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong … Come back, I won't run off again …"
Mi Du was like a child, wailing loudly.
The price it had to pay for sneaking out for fun this time was too heavy for it to bear.
It was unable to bear the self-blame and guilt in its heart. It was in so much pain that it wished for death.
Yao Yao's eyes were also red, and tears welled up in its eyes. However, it was holding back its tears, not allowing them to fall.
Yao Yao walked to Mi Du's side and used its antlers to carefully touch Mi Du's antlers, comforting it. It was as if this could slightly alleviate the pain in Mi Du's heart.
Seeing this, the Western Rat King and Da Han also felt a sense of suffocation in their hearts, and they were both silent.
Gurgle gurgle —
A round, shiny metal storage ring rolled all the way to the Western Rat King.
This was Granny Golden Snake's storage ring. As Granny Golden Snake's body was torn apart, it flew out.
The Western Rat King picked it up and subconsciously checked the specific item inside.
In addition to the dazzling array of various spiritual materials and poisons, there were also many jade slips.
The Western Rat King casually flipped through the book. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something and his entire body trembled.
It held a slightly old jade slip in its claws. Its expression was difficult to read, and its voice trembled. "Lu Qingshan, look at this …"
Lu Qingshan couldn't help but be startled when he saw the Western Rat King's expression. He received the jade slip, and probed it with his divine sense.
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Year 30 of the Yin Kui Dynasty, First Spring, Seventh Lunar Month. This is the fifth year since I became a Magus. Today, I finally broke through to the second level of Qi Refining.
The village chief said that my spirit root is very ordinary and my cultivation aptitude is average.
In this lifetime, it would already be very difficult for him to cultivate to the tenth layer of Qi Refining.
I was a little depressed. Could it be that if one's spiritual root wasn't good enough, no matter how hard they tried, it would be useless?
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shi Chun, Wang Ba. I thought about this question for a long time and finally understood.
If one's spirit root was ordinary, hard work might not necessarily change anything. However, if one didn't work hard, nothing would change.
From today onwards, I must cultivate diligently and become the strongest Magus in the history of the village.
… I might even become the strongest Magus in the history of the entire Spirit Serpent Tribe!
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shi Chun, Second Lunar Month. I found the village chief and asked him if there was any cultivation method that didn't care about the spirit root and could allow a cultivator to quickly increase their cultivation.
The village chief said there wasn't any, but he acted strangely and was being secretive.
I knew that there must be such a cultivation method!
I must ask the village chief for this cultivation method.
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shi Chun, Third Lunar Month. I asked the village chief for this cultivation method, to no avail.
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shi Chun, Fourth Lunar Month. I asked for this cultivation method, to no avail.
.....
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shi Chun, Ninth Lunar Month. I asked for this cultivation method, to no avail.
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shi Chun, Tenth Lunar Month. I asked for this cultivation method, to no avail.
.....
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Middle Spring, Second Lunar Month. Perhaps this cultivation method really didn't exist? The village chief treated me so well and wasn't stingy with his resources. If this cultivation method really existed, why wouldn't he give it to me?
'Forget it. I'll look for the village chief one last time. If there's still no avail, I'll think of another way.'
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Middle Spring, Third Lunar Month. That cultivation method really did exist.
Yesterday, the village chief finally gave the cultivation method to me.
He even said that this cultivation method had been passed down in the various villages of the Five Tribes. However, very few people cultivated it.
That was because this cultivation method was called the Woeful Poison Scripture. This cultivation method didn't require any hard work. One only needed to consume deadly poison, and one could refine the deadly poison into spiritual power and increase one's strength quickly. Naturally, the quality of one's spirit root wouldn't matter.
However, cultivating this cultivation method would cause the poison in one's body to accumulate continuously. When it reaches a certain threshold, it would erupt instantly.
According to the village chief, most cultivators who cultivated this cultivation method would rarely be able to survive ten years without dying. He told me not to act rashly and to carefully weigh the pros and cons.
I'm very hesitant. I need to think about this properly.
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Middle Spring, Sixth Lunar Month. Today, my father passed away.
My father was only thirty-seven years old this year. However, due to the accumulation of poison from the Poison Spirit Flower, his physical body deteriorated and his lifespan declined prematurely. Few could live past forty years old.
Every villager in the village was the same as their father. The village chief said that beyond the Three Thousand Mountains, there was an even wider world. Over there, the human race did not need to consume the poisonous water soaked in the Poison Spirit Flower to survive. Therefore, the human race in the outside world could generally live to the age of sixty.
…
I've thought it through. Instead of struggling at death's door for twenty to thirty years and then dying from illness and deadly poison, I might as well give it a try with ten years!
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Middle Spring, Eighth Lunar Month. I began to study the art of poison and body cultivation.
Only with a strong enough physical body could one withstand more poison. Only with a deep understanding of the art of poison could one refine deadly poison and consume it. Also … only then would there be a way to expel the accumulated poison from cultivating the Woeful Poison Scripture.
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Late Spring, Fifth Lunar Month. I officially began cultivating the Woeful Poison Scripture. I consumed the first poison, Peacock's gallbladder.
Peacock's gallbladder, also known as the Spotted Bird, would cause the flesh to fester.
It was very painful, very painful. After consuming the Peacock's gallbladder, my body felt as if it was being burned and sliced by knives. Countless red bumps even grew on my body. I was somewhat regretful.
However, after refining these deadly poisons, I actually broke through to the Second Layer of Qi Refining.
Everything was worth it!
.....
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Middle Autumn, Seventh Lunar Month. … I broke through to the Third Layer of Qi Refining …
Thirty years of Yin Kui, Late Autumn, Third Lunar Month. … I broke through to the Fourth Layer of Qi Refining …
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Thirty years of Yin Kui, Winter Month, Third Lunar Month. After cultivating the Woeful Poison Scripture, in less than eight months, I broke through five stages consecutively and cultivated to the Sixth Layer of Qi Refining.
The village chief advised me that even for the few cultivators who had tried cultivating the Woeful Poison Scripture, there would be at least two to three months between each consumption of poison. Very few people were like me, continuously consuming deadly poisons as if they didn't want to live anymore.
If this continued, let alone ten years, I wouldn't even be able to last three years.
Actually, I had already sensed it. Now, every midnight, a knife-like pain would come from my abdomen. I had to quickly find a way to expel the poison that had accumulated in my body.
Thirty-One years of Yin Kui, First Spring, Sixth Lunar Month. Through refining pills, I could indeed expel some of the poison, but at the same time, I had to stop cultivating the Woeful Poison Scripture. Because of this, my cultivation progress had reached a bottleneck for a long time.
Tomorrow, I would leave the village and go to the mountains to see if I could find some suitable spiritual herbs to refine pills with stronger effects.
Thirty-One years of Yin Kui, First Spring, Seventh Lunar Month. I still couldn't believe what had happened today.
Today, I entered the mountains to search for spiritual herbs to refine pills. In the end, the poison that had accumulated in my body suddenly erupted without warning.
The price of cultivating the Woeful Poison Scripture seemed to have come. The intense pain from my dantian made me faint on the spot. Before I lost my last shred of consciousness, I even thought that I wouldn't wake up.
However, I still woke up in the end. When I woke up, a silver-white deer demon stood by my side.
Her golden antlers shone, and a dense life force surged from them towards me. The poison that had accumulated in my body for a long time and was difficult to expel actually all disappeared under this life force. Even the poison of the Poison Spirit Flower dissipated with it!
The deer demon gave me a final glance before quickly turning around and leaving. She escaped into the forest and could no longer be found.
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