Woeful Poison Body! Python-Sparrow Swallowing Dragon?

Chu Yun Empire, Heavenly Centipede Ravine.

This was the headquarters of Wu Tian Manor, shrouded in toxic miasma year-round and serving as a paradise for poison cultivators.

Deep within the poisonous mist, a youth in white sat cross-legged.

He appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, and starry eyes, looking completely out of place amidst the surrounding toxic haze.

Suddenly, the aura around him surged, then slowly subsided.

Lu Xia slowly opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them before vanishing.

Dou Emperor Peak! I've finally reached it!

Pity I cannot continue breaking through...

Lu Xia regained his composure and muttered to himself.

His constitution was special; in the early stages, it could help him rapidly elevate his cultivation, but pushing further in the later stages carried the risk of losing control.

Lu Xia's training had to come to a temporary halt.

Feeling the surging poison-attribute Dou Qi within his body, Lu Xia's thoughts involuntarily drifted back six years.

Northwestern Continent, Qingyang Town, Lu Family.

That was an ordinary small clan, its patriarch being his father with the cultivation of a Da Dou Shi, his mother a gentle and virtuous woman, and he also had a younger sister two years his junior.

Though the days were plain, they were warm.

Until the day he turned twelve, when disaster struck!

Without any warning, he was simply practicing his fists in the courtyard as usual when he suddenly felt a power surging frantically within his body, and then he lost control!

Poisonous mist gushed forth from his body, instantly sweeping through the entire Lu Family!

He watched with his own eyes as his father rushed toward him, only for his skin to fester and his muscles to melt away at a visible rate within three steps of him!

Xia'er...

His mother ran out holding his sister, managing only to cry out a single name before collapsing onto the ground.

No!!

Lu Xia's eyes split with fury, yet he was utterly powerless; he simply could not control his own body!

The entire Lu Family, numbering dozens of people high and low, died completely within less than the time it took to burn a stick of incense!

Only he remained, standing in the center of the courtyard, completely unharmed!

That was the first time he realized he carried a curse known as the Woeful Poison Body.

At that moment, the Lu Xia of the Dou Qi Continent vanished, and a Lu Xia from Earth awakened within this body.

Pain, fear, despair... All the lingering memories of the original owner flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

I am Lu Xia of Earth, and also Lu Xia of Qingyang Town!

I've transmigrated into the world of Battle Through the Heavens?!

Just as his consciousness was in turmoil, a majestic voice resounded in his mind.

I am the Wenhuang Haotian Great Emperor, Lü Yue!

Sensing that you are my descendant and have an affinity with the Poison Dao, I specially impart my heritage to you.

The "Plague God's Scripture", "Nine Revolutions Poison Art", "Myriad Poisons Body-Tempering Formula", "Myriad Poisons Pill Scripture"... All are bestowed upon you.

May you cultivate diligently and not bring dishonor to my might!

Immediately following that, a massive amount of knowledge poured into his mind.

Poison Dao techniques, poison-refining methods, pill formulas and medicine canons, divine abilities and secret arts...

There was also a secret regarding his constitution!

The Woeful Poison Body was not an unsolvable curse!

Aside from the poison pill condensation method of Xiao Yi Xian that he knew of, there were other ways!

According to the records of Lü Yue's heritage, the reason the Woeful Poison Body carried the risk of losing control was because the constitution was supremely yin, solitary yin could not grow on its own, and the accumulated yin poison within the body became uncontrollable.

Within the Myriad Poisons Pill Scripture lay a method to complete the constitution, evolving the Woeful Poison Body into a true Poison Dao Spirit Body!

This required spirit flames—refining flames with poison, tempering the body with flames—and leveraging spirit flames to harmonize yin and yang, reforging the foundation of the Poison Dao.

According to the records of the Myriad Poisons Pill Scripture, at least one spirit flame was needed to complete the first evolution and cause the Woeful Poison Body to undergo its initial transformation!

Three spirit flames could bring it to minor accomplishment!

Seven spirit flames were required for grand accomplishment!

Spirit flame... Heavenly Flames!

On the Dou Qi Continent, there were no spirit flames more suitable than Heavenly Flames!

At just twelve years of age, Lu Xia stood upon the ruins of the Lu Family with a dazed look in his eyes.

He did not know why he had transmigrated, nor what obtaining Lü Yue's heritage signified.

As Lu Xia stood in a daze upon the ruins, a middle-aged cultivator happened to pass through Qingyang Town.

He was Wu Ya, the lord of Wu Tian Manor in the Chu Yun Empire! He had set out on a journey to find poisonous materials for refining poisons.

When he saw that the entire Lü Family was shrouded in poisonous fog, he assumed that some poisonous heavenly treasure had manifested. He rushed over eagerly to scavenge a bargain, only to see Lu Xia standing in the center of the toxic miasma.

This poisonous fog possessed terrifying might; even a Dou Emperor would find it troublesome upon contact. Yet, a twelve-year-old child was standing inside as if nothing were wrong?

As a poison cultivator, Wu Ya was knowledgeable. After pondering for a long time, he finally recognized it as the legendary Woeful Poison Body!

Wu Ya was no ordinary cultivator; he was a poison cultivator, and a Dou Emperor-grade one at that.

He had once obtained a secret technique in a ruin that could extract the origin of a special constitution and transform it for his own use.

However, special constitutions were far too rare on the continent. Even if one occasionally appeared, it was quickly recruited and protected by major factions.

He had never found a practical use for this secret technique since obtaining it.

Yet today, he had encountered one. The Woeful Poison Body was a constitution dreamed of by poison cultivators!

Wu Ya's eyes glowed with excitement. He figured out a way to approach Lu Xia and said to him,

"Little kid, your constitution is very dangerous. Come with me, and I can help you."

At that time, Lu Xia was in the chaotic period of his transmigration. Suddenly, an inexplicable person like this popped up, claiming he wanted to help him, so naturally he did not believe it.

Wu Ya did not get angry either. He simply followed him, trailing wherever he went, and offered kind advice all along the way.

Lu Xia ignored him, and he did not mind.

Until a few days later, Lu Xia's constitution went out of control once again, even more severely than last time. It was on the verge of affecting a small town.

Using a special sealing secret method, Wu Ya temporarily helped him suppress the toxic Qi within his body.

With no other choice, Lu Xia had no option but to acknowledge him as his master and follow Wu Ya back to Wu Tian Manor.

Although Lu Xia acknowledged Wu Ya as his master, he did not completely trust him. After all, how could a ferocious and ruthless poison cultivator possibly be so kind.

Lu Xia cultivated in a low-profile manner within Wu Tian Manor. Wu Ya cared greatly about Lu Xia's cultivation progress, inquiring about it every three days or so.

Sensing that Wu Ya was overly concerned with his cultivation progress, Lu Xia kept his guard up and used a secret method from his inheritance to conceal his cultivation level.

Lu Xia let out a long breath, the aura of a Dou Emperor slowly receding. In the end, only the fluctuations of a Dou Ling remained within the cave.

Lu Xia stood up and walked to the entrance of the seclusion cave.

Outside was the rolling, ceaseless poisonous fog.

He gazed at the structures of Wu Tian Manor dimly visible deep within the poisonous fog, his thoughts in turmoil.

From the awakening of his constitution to the present Dou Emperor Peak, it had taken merely six years.

Even the protagonist Xiao Yan did not possess such cultivation at this age.

Yet Lu Xia felt not a shred of joy. The hidden danger of the Woeful Poison Body was like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head!

Every sliver his cultivation increased, the toxic Dou Qi within his body grew a fraction more violent.

If not for the suppression of the Nine Revolutions Poison Art inherited from Lü Yue, he probably would have suffered a constitution backlash long ago and transformed into a walking natural disaster!

Dou Zong...

Lu Xia murmured softly, sinking into deep contemplation.

Once he charged at the Dou Zong realm, the toxins within his body would usher in a massive surge. With his current control over the Woeful Poison Body, he would likely fail to suppress it eight or nine times out of ten.

By then, let alone breaking through, the entire Heavenly Centipede Ravine would be razed to the ground by the out-of-control Woeful Poison Body, and he himself would end up bursting apart and dying.

If he wanted to break through safely, the only method was to make the Woeful Poison Body complete its first transformation.

As a transmigrator, he was well aware of the whereabouts of those Heavenly Flames.

The Green Lotus Core Flame in the Tagor Desert of the Jia Ma Empire, the Fallen Heart Flame deep underground in Jia Nan Academy, or even other Heavenly Flames in even more distant places...