Poison Control Scripture! Great Opportunity!

"Poison Control Scripture?!"

As Jiang Ye withdrew his hand from the headless corpse's robes, a thin booklet appeared between his fingertips.

Three characters were scrawled crookedly on the cover; the handwriting was sloppy, yet it exuded an eerie aura.

He flipped it open casually, scanning the pages under the moonlight, and a strange brilliance suddenly erupted in his aged eyes.

This was a secret manual detailing how to cultivate, tame, and control venomous insects.

From how to locate eggs to how to feed them, how to establish a mental connection with the insects, and how to command them to attack enemies—everything was covered in meticulous detail.

"Good stuff!"

Jiang Ye couldn't help but praise in a low voice.

He had been hiding in the shadows and seen it clearly; the reason Black Old Five had been able to turn defeat into victory during a life-or-death struggle was precisely because of that spider.

If he could cultivate such a venomous insect, it would be equivalent to gaining another means of preserving his life.

Why did these fiends from the Seven Kill Cult always drop such good loot!

"I'll study this Poison Control Scripture in detail once I reach the prefecture city."

Jiang Ye carefully tucked the manual into his robes and continued to loot the headless corpse.

Soon, he pulled out a stack of silver banknotes.

After counting them, there was roughly one hundred thousand taels.

"It seems this beast didn't rob as much money as his brother; he probably spent all his time playing with women."

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly and tucked the hundred thousand taels away as well.

He was now carrying three hundred thousand taels, which could be considered a massive fortune.

Yet he knew clearly in his heart that this amount of money would likely not last long when faced with the Diamond Body Refining Technique and the Poison Control Scripture.

He patted the body again to ensure nothing else was missed before slowly standing up.

Swish!

Jiang Ye slashed down with his blade once more, cleaving Black Old Five's headless corpse in two at the waist.

Immediately, he turned to leave.

Just then.

"Ol... Old gentleman..."

"Don't... don't leave..."

"Pl... please save my life..."

"I... I am Wen Yueyao, a true disciple of Heavenly Sun Peak of the Azure Sky Sect..."

"As long as the old gentleman lends a hand... Yueyao will surely reward you handsomely..."

A few weak, mosquito-like sounds drifted intermittently from behind him.

Jiang Ye turned back to look and saw that the person speaking was none other than the young girl who had collapsed on the ground, poisoned.

Wen Yueyao was truly out of options.

She had originally worried that the old man might have ill intentions toward her, but she realized she had been completely overthinking it.

She had assumed that after Jiang Ye finished looting Black Old Five's corpse, he would come to save her.

However, whether it was because he found it troublesome or for some other reason, the other party didn't seem to have any such intention at all.

Wen Yueyao could already feel that the toxins were not just paralyzing her body.

They were beginning to invade her internal organs; if the old man refused to save her, she would become a corpse before long.

Any reserve, any wariness, and any pride as a true disciple of the Azure Sky Sect had to be cast aside in the face of death.

Therefore, she had to use the last bit of strength in her entire body to speak up.

Facing the girl's plea, a flicker of hesitation crossed Jiang Ye's aged eyes.

There were two reasons why he had no intention of saving her.

First, because the other party was heavily poisoned, and he did not know how to detoxify; acting rashly might not save her and could instead make things worse.

Second, because human hearts were unpredictable, and he worried about what he would do if he saved an ingrate.

"Young lady, I do not know how to treat poison; I am afraid I am powerless."

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly.

"Old gentleman... I have an antidote pill in my bosom; please take it out for me... and feed it to me..."

Wen Yueyao's voice was trembling and weak.

Every word she spoke now required herculean effort.

"Oh? You have an antidote pill!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ye pondered for a moment before slowly walking over to Wen Yueyao.

This young girl was willing to hunt down the monsters of the Seven Kill Cult all by herself; she surely couldn't be a bad person.

Most importantly, she said there would be a generous reward.

Hmm! That was a very compelling point.

In an instant, Jiang Ye made his decision: he would help her out.

He reached out with his withered right hand, fumbled for a moment, and pulled out a fragrant embroidered pouch.

Inside were several bottles of medicinal pills.

"Ah..."

Wen Yueyao's originally pale face instantly turned beet red.

Her body was clearly paralyzed.

But...

That aged hand.

"Which bottle is the antidote?"

Jiang Ye paid no mind to the girl's slightly unusual reaction, opening the bottles in his hand so she could identify them.

"Old sir... the green pills are the antidote..."

Wen Yueyao's voice was weak and trembling: "Please... help me... take it..."

Jiang Ye moved quickly, prying open the girl's lips and pouring the pill into her mouth.

After Wen Yueyao swallowed the medicine, her body gradually began to improve.

About half a cup of tea later, her paralyzed body slowly regained sensation.

"Thank you, old sir, for saving my life. Yueyao..."

Wen Yueyao stood up, intending to bow to Jiang Ye.

Compared to the coldness of Liu Yiyi or the gentleness of Su Yan, her temperament was more sharp and decisive, carrying a hint of the heroic spirit of a martial artist.

"No need, no need... it was just a small effort."

Jiang Ye waved his hands repeatedly, signaling that she need not stand on ceremony.

Wen Yueyao, however, gave Jiang Ye a formal, respectful bow with great determination, then spoke: "Old sir, what Yueyao said earlier about a generous reward was no empty promise. If you have any requests, feel free to ask! As long as it is within my power, I will certainly do my utmost to assist!"

Hearing this, a look of relief flashed through Jiang Ye's aged eyes as he said softly:

"Actually, this old man does have one request..."

"I just don't know if it would be convenient for Miss Wen."

Wen Yueyao laughed heartily: "Old sir, please, speak your mind!"

He pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly:

"In this life, this old man's greatest wish is to catch a glimpse of a Qi-Nurturing Method, to see if there is any chance to cultivate true qi and condense it into a pill!"

With his peerless talent for comprehension, reaching the peak of Transformation Strength was within sight.

Once he reached that point, he would need this Qi-Nurturing Method to nourish his true qi to advance further.

Since Wen Yueyao was a core disciple of the Azure Sky Sect, she surely had many opportunities to access such methods.

If he could obtain this method through her, it would save him countless detours.

Hearing that Jiang Ye wanted a Qi-Nurturing Method, Wen Yueyao was slightly taken aback, then said with a troubled expression: "Old sir, this Qi-Nurturing Method is the core of our sect; it is strictly forbidden to be passed on privately..."

As she spoke, Wen Yueyao suddenly thought of something: "However, I do have a way for you to obtain the Qi-Nurturing Method!"

"What way?!"

Jiang Ye's eyes lit up.

His heart had already gone cold at the first half of her sentence, but now that she said there was a way, his spirits were instantly lifted.

"Old sir, I wonder about your background..."

Wen Yueyao started, then hesitated.

Jiang Ye understood she was trying to probe his origins, so he replied with a calm expression: "I am a lone wanderer who has lived in Anxi County for decades. Now that disaster has struck, I have fled the city to seek refuge..."

"A lone wanderer? That makes it easier!"

Wen Yueyao let out a sigh of relief, a smile blooming on her face: "Old sir, you could join our Azure Sky Sect, and then you could exchange for the Qi-Nurturing Method through sect contribution points!"

"Me? Join the Azure Sky Sect? Miss, you must be joking."

Jiang Ye shook his head, speechless.

Such a major sect had very strict age requirements for accepting disciples; how could they possibly accept a seventy-year-old man?

"Hehe, old sir, you've misunderstood!"

Wen Yueyao giggled, which tugged at the injury on her shoulder, causing her to frown slightly, yet the sincerity and heartiness in her smile remained undiminished: "I don't mean for you to join as a disciple."

"You could join as a deacon—for instance, the kind who guards the medicinal garden."

"Guarding for Old Man Medicine?!" Jiang Ye's spirits soared.

Wasn't this exactly his area of expertise!