Immortal Herb Compendium, Yin Yang Twin Grass

Ji Wuming withdrew his martial soul, walked up to Yang Wudi, and gave him a grave warning.

"The tip of my martial soul spear is poisoned. The toxicity isn't strong, but if he isn't treated, given his current condition, he will certainly die within half a day."

Ji Wuming had not deliberately added poison-attribute soul rings to Rusty Spear. Apart from the First Soul Skill coming from a snake, the soul beasts for the other two rings had not been poison-attribute soul beasts.

Even so, the bloodthirsty aura contained within his martial soul had already seeped into Rusty Spear, forming an even stronger toxin—Blood Rust Poison. And that estimate of half a day had been made under Ji Wuming's ideal assumptions. In reality, the poison would likely take effect even sooner.

Hearing this, Yang Wudi looked toward Yang Yong's wound and saw extremely viscous black blood already seeping from it. His expression immediately turned tense.

"Someone, take Yong'er away for treatment! Nothing must happen to him."

After Yang Yong was taken away to receive treatment, Yang Wudi calmed himself and asked Ji Wuming with great curiosity.

"Kid Ji, the soul skill you used just now was far too powerful, vastly surpassing the abilities of your first three soul rings. Could it be a so-called Self-Created Soul Skill?"

"That's right. It is my Self-Created Soul Skill!"

Since Yang Wudi had already guessed it, there was no need for him to keep hiding it. Besides, he had only revealed two simple moves in this battle, so it did not matter.

"A Self-Created Soul Skill. No wonder your attack could directly pierce through the thick walls of our Breaking Clan. A bet is a bet, and we admit defeat. Go study the medicinal herb knowledge first, kid. I'll give you the spear technique later. But let me remind you: you must never pass down the spear technique of our Breaking Clan to outsiders. Otherwise—"

"Of course. If I privately pass it on, may my martial soul shatter and may I die!"

Ji Wuming raised his left hand straight toward the sky and solemnly swore upon his martial soul.

After someone brought Ji Wuming before a house, he pushed open its doors, and a rich medicinal fragrance washed over him. Inside were not only numerous dried flower and herb specimens, but also detailed illustrated explanations placed beside them. The place resembled a museum of flora.

Ji Wuming walked before row after row of inner bookshelves, browsing book after book, until he stopped before an old, dust-covered, somewhat tattered volume and carefully took it down.

"Immortal Herb Compendium, you're the one!"

He flipped through the Immortal Herb Compendium page by page. All sorts of immortal herbs were recorded within. Though some medicinal effects were only briefly described and not entirely thorough, it was already enough.

Ji Wuming recorded the information on each immortal herb in the compendium and copied it into a blank book. When he opened the final two pages, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"Yin Yang Life-Death Grass? Life and death counteract each other. The Life Grass can regenerate a consumer's severed limbs, while the Death Grass can drag the consumer into hell. If taken together, they will grant the consumer an opportunity for a Second Martial Soul awakening!"

Was it really that incredible? Could the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well also have these two immortal herbs?

Ji Wuming could barely wait to turn the page and check its general information. After all, opportunities to obtain a Second Martial Soul were few and far between!

Yet when he eagerly turned the page, all he saw were more than a dozen large words written in thick ink.

"Yin Yang Twin Grass is entirely fabricated. Later generations must not believe it!"

"Fuck, it was talked up like something amazing, but it was made up? Isn't this just some trick old-timers used to fool children? That's way too immoral!"

Looking at the fake immortal herb that did not even have an illustration, Ji Wuming's face darkened. He had just raised the Immortal Herb Compendium, intending to smash it viciously against the floor, but after thinking it over, he decided against it. Why bother arguing with some senior who had been dead for who knew how many years?

After putting away the organized immortal herb information, Ji Wuming also took several books on conventional medicinal theory and headed outside. During these three days, he would learn as much ordinary medicinal knowledge as he could.

Before long, Yang Wudi devoted himself to refining pills. Several hours later, instead of delivering the Yang Family Spear Manual, Yang Yong came to the courtyard where Ji Wuming was staying.

"Brother Ji, aside from the path of medicine, the spear manual is the final foundation upon which our Breaking Clan stands. The clan leader said that I am to teach it to you move by move. As for how much you can remember and learn in these three days, that will depend entirely on your own ability."

Ji Wuming was not particularly surprised that there was no spear manual and that Yang Yong would teach him in person. On the contrary, he thought it was quite good. If there was anything he did not understand, he could ask Yang Yong at any time. It served two purposes at once.

"Come on, watch carefully..."

Beneath the moonlight, Yang Yong performed several sets of spear techniques. Ji Wuming, who already had a foundation in spear arts, quickly committed the Yang Family Spear Technique to memory and imitated the forms he had seen.

"Thrust, kill, sweeping technique, reverse block, redirect force, how to violently drive the spear forward, butt-end thrust..."

At the same time, inside the Spirit Hall Main Branch in Tianxing City, The Black-Robed Bishop sat in the seat of honor, staring at the gathered intelligence in his hand with fury filling his eyes.

"Is this the brat who has been patronizing the Breaking Clan's business?"

"Vast Sea City. Rusty Spear martial soul. A piece of trash with only level-three Innate Soul Power dares oppose Spirit Hall? Courting death!"

A Soul Ancestor Deacon below stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and revealed a sinister expression.

"Bishop, people like him who befriend the Breaking Clan deserve to die. Once he leaves the Breaking Clan, we will immediately make our move, kill him, and seize the wealth in his possession."

"Good. I'll leave this matter to you. Although I cannot directly wipe out the Breaking Clan, anyone who helps them will certainly perish."

The Black-Robed Bishop closed the file. In this province at the southernmost end of the continent, he was the local emperor, and suppressing the Four Single-Attribute Clans was in line with Spirit Hall's development.

Three days later, although not many additional spies had appeared around the Breaking Clan, they understood the Spirit Hall bishop's character very well. Ji Wuming had likely already been targeted the moment he became friendly with the Breaking Clan.

Therefore, under the Breaking Clan's arrangements, Ji Wuming quietly left the city. However, not long after he parted ways with Yang Yong and the others, an unexpected soundwave attack struck Ji Wuming while he was racing along on horseback.

Before the wounded warhorse fell, Ji Wuming leaped from its back and landed steadily on the ground. Six black-clothed Soul Grand Masters simultaneously activated their Second Soul Skills and blasted toward him.

Sea Wave Deception: Empty Resonance Overturning Sea Kill!

A vacuum zone spread outward from the battle spear in Ji Wuming's hand, slowing their movements. Ji Wuming then swiftly unleashed his First Soul Skill, spinning at high speed. The blade of the Blood Thunder Battle Spear severed the neck of every Soul Grandmaster, and six heads fell to the ground as blood gushed wildly.

"One strike... One strike actually killed all six of my Soul Grand Masters!"

As the Soul Ancestor Deacon stood in shock, he looked at the Blood Thunder Battle Spear in Ji Wuming's hand. His face darkened as he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"I've heard people speak of your spear before. Could you be the White Demon from two or three years ago?"

"I didn't expect anyone to still remember me after so long. Since you know who I am, you can die now!"