The truth, the Woeful Poison Body!

As a physician who had spent years working with herbs and poisons, she had never heard of a scripture by this name. Yet her instincts told her this was no ordinary manual of poison arts.

Standing beside her, Xiao Yuan spoke at the right moment. "By the look of it, this should be a scripture recording the myriad poisons of the world, poison constitutions, and formulas for poison pills. It specifically discusses the preparation and analysis of various deadly poisons."

Xiao Yi Xian carefully lifted the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture. As her fingertips brushed its mottled pages, a weight of age and history seeped through them. She took a deep breath and slowly opened it.

The first several pages all recorded methods of identifying and combining strange poisons, along with illustrations of numerous rare poisonous herbs. Many were plants she had never even heard of.

She turned page after page, until her gaze suddenly fixed on a section in the latter half of the book—a chapter devoted to unusual poison constitutions.

[The most poisonous constitution in the world is the Woeful Poison Body, also called the innate poison body. It produces deadly poison, remains unharmed by all herbs, fears no poison, and allows its bearer to cultivate by consuming poisons.]

When she read the next sentence, the fingers turning the pages abruptly froze. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her breathing stopped.

[The bearer of this constitution has a seven-colored hidden line on their lower abdomen. Ordinarily concealed beneath the skin, it is difficult to discern with the naked eye. Only during physical weakness, emotional arousal, or agitation of poison power will the seven-colored pattern slowly emerge.]

That brief line exploded like thunder in Xiao Yi Xian's mind.

The blood in her body seemed to stop flowing, and her fingertips began trembling beyond her control.

She knew this sign all too well!

Ever since childhood, whenever her emotions surged violently or an inexplicable heat roiled within her, a faint tingling itch would rise deep in her lower abdomen. It felt as though colorful streams of light were flowing beneath her skin, but they vanished so quickly that she had always thought she was imagining it.

All these years, she had never known what that hidden line actually was.

She only knew that she had been born strange, carrying an uncanny poison. Flowers and grass withered at her touch, living creatures were injured by her contact, and people feared her, shunned her, and regarded her as an ill omen.

She had thrown herself into studying medicine and searched through countless herbs, all to uncover the source of the strange affliction in her body.

Yet among the countless medical books in the world, not one could explain her constitution.

Until this Seven-Colored Poison Scripture laid bare the secret she had hidden for so many years.

Xiao Yi Xian swallowed faintly, her eyelashes trembling violently. Her gaze remained riveted to the words on the page as she continued reading, word by word.

[This constitution brings an inborn fate of calamity and solitude. Friends and family cannot remain, neither people nor animals draw near, and its bearer is imprisoned by poison for life...]

Every word registered clearly in her eyes.

Every description matched the symptoms she had experienced over the years perfectly.

Deadly poison had existed within her since childhood, withering plants at her touch. Whenever her emotions ran high, the poison leaked out uncontrollably, always accidentally harming those around her.

For so long, under the villagers' rejection and accusations, she had believed herself to be a born star of calamity, destined to bring nothing but disaster to others.

Later, after those villagers died from injuries caused by her poison constitution, she became even more convinced of it.

And now, the question she had spent years seeking an answer to had finally been answered.

So it was not an illness at all.

It was her constitution, called the Woeful Poison Body!

The immense shock swept through her mind. Xiao Yi Xian's hands trembled slightly around the book, and her eyes quietly reddened. The confusion, fear, and loneliness that had haunted her heart for so many years had finally found an answer at this moment.

She stared blankly at the pages, remaining silent for a long time.

Xiao Yuan quietly watched her reaction, understanding dawning in his heart.

To others, the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture might merely be a text on the poison arts. To Xiao Yi Xian, however, it had torn open a deep, painful scar.

Even as she turned all the way to the final page, Xiao Yi Xian remained silent, without uttering a word.

Only after a long while did Xiao Yi Xian slowly raise her head and look at Xiao Yuan, her voice carrying an almost imperceptible tremor.

A thin veil of tears clouded her almond-shaped eyes. All the inferiority and dread she had once buried deep within her heart now surfaced in her gaze.

Seeing her on the verge of an emotional collapse stirred something in Xiao Yuan's heart, and he fell silent for a moment.

In the end, he could not bear it and spoke calmly to comfort her. "There's no need to be so pessimistic.

His voice was steady and clear, carrying a reassuring certainty that instantly pierced through Xiao Yi Xian's tangled thoughts.

"The Seven-Colored Poison Scripture only records the dangers and fate of the Woeful Poison Body. It doesn't tell the whole story of how things can end."

"As long as you properly control your poison power during cultivation and supplement that with special methods, you can avoid dying from a poison outbreak."

Xiao Yi Xian froze briefly, the tears poised in her eyes ceasing to fall. She stared at Xiao Yuan, her fingertips unconsciously tightening around the yellowed ancient book. Her voice was so soft it was almost a murmur.

"...What did you say? The scripture clearly states that the Woeful Poison Body brings an inborn fate of calamity and solitude. The poison accumulates day after day until it inevitably runs rampant. No one can escape."

Xiao Yuan slowly took half a step forward, his gaze falling on the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture in her hands as he spoke composedly. "The owner of this ancient book probably only found records of the Woeful Poison Body back then, without ever encountering a method to resolve it.

"That's why they said its bearers were certain to die."

At this point, a confident smile appeared on his face. He held up three fingers before Xiao Yi Xian.

"And as it happens, I know three ways to treat this poison constitution."

As those words fell, the stone chamber seemed to grow a little quieter.

Xiao Yi Xian's pupils abruptly contracted. Her hands jerked around the scripture, and the book nearly slipped from her grasp.

Her breathing quickened slightly. The despair in her eyes was replaced by a sudden blaze of hope as she asked in disbelief, "Three!?"

"Yes." Under Xiao Yi Xian's hopeful gaze, Xiao Yuan nodded firmly.

Please. I'm a transmigrator reborn in this world, with the inheritance of a Peak Supreme from the Great Thousand World to boot.

With all that, if I still couldn't handle a mere Woeful Poison Body, I really might as well consider starting over.

His gaze calm, he spoke slowly, laying out the three paths to survival one by one.

The first, and the simplest and most commonly used of the three, was the Poison Pill Method.

This was an orthodox solution verified by countless poison masters across the continent, and the one with the highest success rate and weakest backlash.

There was only one fundamental reason the Woeful Poison Body ran rampant: poison multiplied endlessly within the body, with nowhere to be stored and nowhere to be released.

All that poison accumulated year after year in the meridians, flesh, and dantian. The more it built up, the more violent it became, until it finally broke through the limits of the human body and spiraled completely out of control.

The Poison Pill Method provided that endless deadly poison with a "container" and a "conversion furnace."

"You can use the poison cultivation art in the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture to guide the poison power scattered throughout your body. Day after day, step by step, gather it together, purify it, and compress it, until you finally condense a true natal poison pill within your dantian.

"The benefit is that once the Poison Pill takes shape, the nature of your poison constitution will change completely.

"Before, the poison multiplied on its own, leaking out uncontrollably and harming others.

"After you condense the Poison Pill, all poisons return to the pill, and one pill commands them all."