Refine Them All!

"Brother Feng, I was wrong..."

"I don't want to die... I really don't want to die..."

Xu Haoran broke down again, crying like a child who had done something wrong.

Zou Feng said expressionlessly, "Then I'll help you take your hands off."

With that, he moved to step forward.

In truth, Xu Haoran's wrist bones had already been crushed by Zou Feng earlier. His hands had been crippled anyway.

Yet he still clung to a shred of unrealistic hope, sobbing, "Earlier, Third Young Master... uh, no, that dog Yang Yanpeng said that when refining, one hand was actually enough..."

"So, Brother Feng, could you... leave me one hand?"

"I'm begging you! Treat me like a fart and let me go..."

As he spoke, Xu Haoran rolled over and knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing to Zou Feng.

"One hand is enough?" Zou Feng was speechless. "You believed that?"

Xu Haoran hurriedly said, "It's true, absolutely true! Yang Yanpeng showed me the refinement method in the Five Poisons Palm manual..."

Zou Feng once again shot the fool several glances as though looking at an idiot.

When he had tortured Yang Yanpeng just now, he had naturally questioned him thoroughly about the refinement method.

He had originally planned to wait for Yang Yanpeng to recite it, but the fellow had actually carried the complete Five Poisons Palm manual on him.

That was hardly surprising.

After all, the final moment of refinement was far too important. Yang Yanpeng feared even the slightest mishap.

So it was perfectly normal for him to carry the manual around to refresh his memory whenever necessary.

Zou Feng had just picked out the key sections and read the part that recorded the refinement method.

It did not mention at all that one hand was sufficient.

Of course, if one insisted on splitting hairs, it did not say both of the other person's hands were required either...

Zou Feng could not be bothered wasting words on him any longer. He turned and picked up a steel blade Yang Yanpeng had prepared earlier.

Then, with two clean strokes.

He obtained four hands.

The room was once again filled with the screams of Yang Yanpeng and Xu Haoran.

If ordinary people had both hands severed at the wrists like this, they would certainly die without immediate treatment.

But the two of them were martial artists, so they could still use their inner energy to stop the bleeding for the time being.

Yet just as Yang Yanpeng and Xu Haoran worried that Zou Feng would deliver another strike and finish them off completely...

They abruptly discovered that Zou Feng had no intention of following up with another blow.

Holding the "four hands," he headed straight for the large earthenware basin containing the refinement solution.

Naturally, neither of them believed Zou Feng intended to spare them. He was probably too eager to refine the poison hands and could not spare the attention to finish them off for now.

Although Xu Haoran remained full of despair, feeling that death was still his only road...

Hope flickered in Yang Yanpeng's eyes!

Perhaps... there was a good chance he could survive...

How could refining the "poison hands" of human gu be so easy?

Even with the refinement technique, and even if one cultivated the Five Poisons Skill, Zou Feng's Five Poisons Skill was ultimately only an incomplete version.

That was right—Zou Feng had cultivated the incomplete version into something new, something that seemed even stronger than the genuine version.

But false was still false.

Thus, in Yang Yanpeng's eyes, Zou Feng was practically courting death by rushing into refinement at once.

The poison of human gu practitioners of the Five Poisons Palm was who knew how many times stronger than ordinary toxins.

Even he himself could not guarantee that nothing would go wrong during the refinement process...

At this point, Yang Yanpeng began continuously cursing in his heart.

He cursed that Zou Feng's reckless rush toward death would surely get him killed!

However, Yang Yanpeng was worrying for nothing in the end.

How could Zou Feng fail to think of what he could think of?

It was precisely because Zou Feng feared the side effects of refinement would be too severe that Yang Yanpeng and Xu Haoran were still alive for the moment.

Transfer targets available for selection: Yang Ling, Yang Yanpeng, Li Li, Xu Haoran.

After glancing at the panel, Zou Feng thought, With these four big brothers on the ranking supporting me, that should be enough, right?

Then, the first one up...

Mm, little brother Haoran, it's you!

Since he could only select one person at a time, Zou Feng chose the weakest, Xu Haoran, to test the waters first.

Anyway, once Xu Haoran could no longer endure it, he only needed a thought to switch someone else in to take his place.

The next moment, Zou Feng stopped delaying and immediately activated the refinement technique.

For someone who had practiced the Five Poisons Palm, this technique posed no difficulty whatsoever.

As he had said before, most of the difficulty of sinister arts came from their side effects.

Once he confirmed that the technique was circulating correctly, Zou Feng tossed the four "poison hands" into the large earthenware basin.

The instant the poison hands entered the liquid, it was like cold water suddenly splashing into a scorching wok of oil, as though it were about to explode.

The four poison hands visibly melted into it at rapid speed.

After the violent reaction, the entire basin of liquid bubbled continuously like boiling water.

Looking at the large basin of special gu poison, Zou Feng felt his heart pound.

Without the top-ranked big brothers supporting him, who the hell would stick their hands directly into it?

Wouldn't it be flesh hands going in and bone hands coming out?

Though he continued grumbling inwardly, Zou Feng swiftly thrust his hands in, lest the medicinal effect dissipate and he miss the best opportunity.

After both palms entered the liquid, he did not feel much.

It was hot, but just the right temperature for a bath.

Perhaps he had guessed wrong. Maybe this thing's side effects were not that severe?

The thought had barely crossed Zou Feng's mind when a muffled pop sounded from nearby.

When he turned his head, Xu Haoran had actually become a human fountain, throwing his head back as streams of bloody fluid sprayed out wildly as if it cost nothing.

Moreover, his stomach began visibly swelling, on the verge of bursting.

Holy shit!

This exaggerated?

Seeing this, Zou Feng did not dare hesitate in the slightest and immediately switched the transfer target to Yang Yanpeng.

Less than a breath after the switch, a splat rang out. Xu Haoran truly exploded.

When his swollen abdomen burst open, he was almost blown in half. His head drooped completely.

Even immortals could not save him!

On the other side, Yang Yanpeng watched in shock and confusion, completely unable to understand what was happening.

There were clearly three people in the room. Zou Feng was the one courting death, so why had Xu Haoran suddenly exploded?

But he soon had no way to ponder those questions.

Having become the top-ranked big brother again, Yang Yanpeng was swiftly engulfed from head to toe by the side effects of Zou Feng's refinement of the gu poison.

Fortunately, compared to Xu Haoran, Yang Yanpeng could endure far more.

Though he was tortured until he wished he were dead, at least he did not explode immediately.

Seeing this, Zou Feng relaxed slightly and continued focusing on circulating the technique.

The entire refinement process should not take too long.

Yang Ling and Li Li were still on the transfer ranking.

Li Li was even a poison arts expert who had entered the ranks, so there was no need to panic. It was not a major problem!

"Ahhh..."

Yang Yanpeng rolled around on the ground over and over. Blue veins bulged beneath his skin, nearly ready to burst free.

He could no longer spare the thought to curse Zou Feng. Instead, he only wanted Zou Feng to give him a quick death.

Yet after this extreme agony completely destroyed Yang Yanpeng's vitality, he gradually stopped hurting quite so much.

But Yang Yanpeng knew that he had reached the final flicker before death.

In his dazed consciousness, Zou Feng's wildly delighted voice reached his ears.

"It worked!!"