Poison Gentleman

By the time Zhu Ping rushed back to the inn, that impoverished Taoist had already vanished.

Most of the people had gone out as well.

This was a small place, usually with few people around. This time, most had come for Origin Nine Lives. Amid all the rumors, most were searching for that beggar-like man.

Whenever they encountered someone suspicious, they would find ways to inspect the skin on the person's chest and back, checking for mysterious symbols.

In this town teeming with people from all walks of life, nearly everyone longed to become the lucky one who obtained mythic martial arts.

Zhu Ping glanced at the inn and was just about to leave to find those Taoists from the Three Mountains Branch, using this information as a chance to join the Three Mountains Branch.

Then there came a bang, as though something had fallen from upstairs.

Zhu Ping turned around and saw a person collapsed before the inn entrance. Black blood streamed from all seven orifices. The body twitched once, then went completely still.

"Little Taoist, I never expected you to run all the way here!" A man in a dark green robe slowly descended from upstairs. "Let's see how you escape from the hands of Poison Gentleman now."

The man's lips and fingernails were black. One glance was enough to tell that he cultivated poison arts.

The unorthodox path that practiced poison arts was known as the Gu Poison Branch, and most of them had originated from Taoism.

More precisely, they came from Taoism's Elixir Origin School.

The Elixir Origin School, which believed that the body contained great medicine and that cultivation was like refining pills, often gathered the essences of Heaven and Earth to temper the body.

Lead and mercury were both highly poisonous substances. Only when