"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"
As he read a dark-black scroll, Dugu Bo clicked his tongue in admiration.
When it came to poison, Dugu Bo had always believed himself unrivaled in the world. Yet he had never expected someone even more formidable than him to exist. Just whose work was this?
He closed the scroll and followed the method recorded within. Threads of dark-green poisonous vapor circulated along specific pathways before finally flowing into his dantian, where they were devoured by the Spring Autumn Poison.
This was the Holy Spirit Cult's secret method of using poison to cultivate poison.
It was called the Spring Autumn Poison.
After Dugu Bo completed one major circulation, Ye Xishui asked calmly, "Did it work?"
Dugu Bo awoke from his cultivation state and said gratefully to Ye Xishui, "It worked. Senior, your wondrous method has earned my endless gratitude."
From Dugu Bo's perspective, Ye Xishui was an Ultimate Douluo and must have cultivated for countless years. Calling her Senior was only proper.
Yet the form of address made Ye Xishui feel distinctly uncomfortable.
By the standards of their eras, you're the senior here.
But that was not the important part.
Ye Xishui composed herself and began explaining the key points of the Spring Autumn Poison.
"It's good that it worked. This technique is said to 'use poison to cultivate poison,' but in truth, it tames the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Poison within you and transforms it into Spring Autumn Poison."
Ye Xishui extended a slender, fair index finger, and a droplet of black liquid condensed at its tip.
It was a trace of poison Ye Xishui had forcibly gathered with her cultivation.
Then Ye Xishui flicked her finger, shooting the droplet toward a weed that had begun to wither.
Then something miraculous happened. The somewhat wilted weed