"Are you ready?"
"I am, but this junior still has one question."
"Speak freely."
"I can only listen and do nothing else, correct?"
"Oh?" Zhou Xin turned slightly, seeming a little more interested. "What do you intend to do?"
Wu Meier also looked weakly at Xu Kun, silently praying, Please don't pull anything crazy.
"This junior may be untalented, but I wish to... have a contest of techniques with you seniors!"
A contest of techniques?
"Very well. No matter what method you use, if you can make even one note in our chime music go wrong, then you will have passed Sixth Mountain."
Zhou Xin understood what Xu Kun meant and readily offered him a second way to clear the trial.
"Then many thanks!"
Without another word, Zhou Xin and the forty Plague Witches each took their seats. The bronze chime before him was called the Headache Chime. It evolved the Dao of Poison through sound waves; its vibrations could spread headaches and high fever, and a single strike could make someone bleed from all seven orifices and die.
Well... if the Five Elements Plague Envoys' Dao of Poison was still fundamentally about poisoning people with medicine,
then the Dao of Poison practiced by Zhou Xin was already a spiritual poison.
Its level was indeed much higher.
This was a trial, after all. Naturally, Xu Kun would not be made to fight an ancient god from the past. In the end, it was still a matter of evolving and competing in the Dao.
If Xu Kun earned the other's acknowledgment, then he would have passed.
The Five Elements Poison Dao he had mastered earlier was completely useless in the remaining Four Mountains.
Actual poisons always required the right remedy for the right illness.
But spiritual poisons were impossible to guard