Cyanide: Testing a Titled Douluo's Poison Resistance!

Qin Yun did not fear Dugu Bo's pressure or his demands for an explanation.

He was no longer an ordinary soul master with no one to rely on. He was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's prospective son-in-law.

Dugu Bo might have arrived in a fury, seemingly intent on calling him to account, but at most, he would apply verbal pressure, make trouble, and teach him a lesson.

He would never dare kill him.

Not when doing so would offend the powerful Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Certain of this,

Qin Yun smiled.

He cupped his hands slightly toward the approaching Dugu Bo and spoke calmly.

"You must be Senior Dugu, the Poison Douluo. I've long heard of you."

After that polite greeting,

Qin Yun changed tack, neither servile nor overbearing.

"Was anything I said in the arena a few days ago untrue?"

"Your granddaughter Dugu Yan's grasp of poison is shallow and immature. She's slow to sense toxins, and her ability to identify, control, and use them is riddled with flaws."

"At that level, she really is rather poor."

"As for you, Senior..."

He left the words unsaid.

But the scrutiny and defiance in his eyes made his meaning plain.

That unyielding, faintly provocative attitude enraged Dugu Bo.

He had roamed the continent for decades.

His peerless poison arts had struck fear into countless experts. No one dared question his mastery of poison to his face.

Yet now a teenager was judging him in public, with disdain lurking beneath his words.

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes, a cold gleam flashing in them.

"What a sharp-tongued brat!"

"Well?"

"Are you saying that a mere junior like you dares challenge my skill with poison?"

"Do you want to test your poison arts against mine and show me what gives you such confidence?"

Qin Yun's eyes lit up. He did not retreat an inch and accepted the challenge.

"I've been looking forward to it!"

"I've long wanted to see what the continent's foremost Poison Douluo can really do."

"I only hope your reputation isn't all you have!"

The air between them turned taut.

Dugu Bo wasted no more words.

Dark green poisonous mist surged around him. Violet Jade Phosphorous fumes coiled about his body as terrifying poison-aspected Soul Power burst forth.

The violet poison engulfed Qin Yun from every direction.

Dugu Bo's signature poison art centered on the venom of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor. It was vicious and seemingly impossible to counter.

An ordinary soul master touched by even a trace of it would have his meridians rot and his Soul Power destroyed in an instant.

Dugu Bo was proud and aloof, with little interest in sect disputes.

But he was no fool. He knew where the line lay.

He had already decided that the moment Qin Yun showed the slightest discomfort—a pained expression or an unsteady step—he would withdraw the poison and step in to resolve the situation.

That way, he could preserve his dignity without making an outright enemy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

As it turned out, he had worried for nothing.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent venom struck Qin Yun without causing so much as a ripple. It posed no threat to him at all.

Strip away the layers of Soul Power reinforcing Dugu Bo's signature serpent venom,

and its core was a mixture of peptide toxins, specialized toxic proteins, and trace amounts of highly corrosive heavy-metal ions.

To every ordinary living creature and soul master on the Douluo Continent, that combination was an inescapable death sentence.

It could destroy meridians, cripple Soul Power, and corrode internal organs.

But before the Periodic Table of Elements martial soul, which commanded all elements and perceived matter at its source,

such a crude, simple toxin structure was hardly worth mentioning.

Elemental power coursed through Qin Yun's body and instantly enveloped every poisonous substance that had entered it.

The serpent venom was broken down from every angle, separated, and utterly erased.

Its toxic proteins were dismantled one by one into harmless amino acids.

The entire process was silent and effortless.

Qin Yun stood where he was, his expression unchanged from start to finish. His breathing remained steady, his Soul Power flowed freely, and he did not even furrow his brow.

There was no trace of weakness or any other sign of poisoning.

Dugu Bo, who had been watching intently from the side, froze.

He knew better than anyone how vicious his violet Jade Phosphorous poison was.

An ordinary soul master would die on contact. Even a Titled Douluo of his own rank would have to guard against it and expend vast amounts of Soul Power to slowly force it out. No one should have been able to neutralize it so easily.

Yet Qin Yun, barely above rank forty, had instantly purged the deadly poison without leaving a trace.

The sheer impossibility of it overturned everything Dugu Bo knew.

Qin Yun lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.

Then he looked up at Dugu Bo, whose face was full of astonishment.

"I've now experienced your poison arts, Senior," he said.

Qin Yun turned his hand over, revealing an exquisite jade bottle in his palm. It was made of an unusual, perfectly translucent material.

As he tilted the bottle, a clear, colorless liquid could be glimpsed inside. It had no odor or tint and looked like water to an ordinary observer.

He gave the bottle a small shake.

Looking Dugu Bo straight in the eye, he let a teasing smile curl across his lips and issued a soft challenge.

"I mixed this poison myself. Do you dare try it, Senior?"

Qin Yun had prepared the bottle well in advance.

It contained a blend of deadly cyanide and highly penetrative arsine.

The two deadly poisons combined rapid absorption, nerve paralysis, and corrosion of the meridians.

Dugu Bo had been proud all his life and had never lost a contest of poison. How could he let a junior goad him in public and make him lose face?

He gave a cold snort.

Then he took the jade bottle, tipped back his head, and drank every drop without hesitation.

The next instant, Dugu Bo's expression changed sharply.

At first, he remained calm, but his face soon grew tense and grave.

Then it rapidly turned pale, and an invisible chill swept through his body.

He immediately sensed how terrifying the poison was.

It entered his body without a sound or any violent surge, yet its ability to penetrate was extraordinary.

It spread swiftly from his mouth through his throat and meridians, reaching every part of his body in an instant.

Within a few breaths, he clearly felt his limbs begin to tingle and his nerves grow sluggish. The Soul Power flowing through him showed signs of slowing and falling into disorder.

Dugu Bo no longer dared underestimate it.

With no other choice, he sat cross-legged on the spot and focused all his attention on purging the poison.

He immediately summoned his immense Soul Power, sealing his meridians behind layer upon layer of defenses. He held the barriers firm to stop the poison from spreading and keep it away from his vital organs.

Vast Soul Power surged through his body, scouring the poison as he frantically worked to wear it down and neutralize it.

Though he was a Titled Douluo whose physique and resistance ranked among the finest on the continent,

his face still shifted between blue and white. Cold sweat ran down his temples, and his aura fluctuated wildly. He looked thoroughly battered.

Dugu Bo had never imagined it.

A poison mixed by a boy had stumped him after a lifetime spent studying the art.

That was because Dugu Bo had drunk the entire bottle.

That made it so difficult to purge.

A Titled Douluo could generally deal with poisonous mist or gas with ease.

Qin Yun took the opportunity to see just how effective cyanide would be once it entered a Titled Douluo's body.