There was nothing much to watch while Xiao Yan absorbed a Heavenly Flame, so Sun Buxiao simply began researching his own affairs.
"Xiao Yi Xian, do you remember what I told you about the poison-suppression body-tempering method, and using your own blood to make an antidote to your innate poison?"
Sun Buxiao drew his attention back and addressed Xiao Yi Xian.
"I remember. Have you discovered something new?"
Sun Buxiao had indeed made a new discovery.
Or rather, he had taken his thinking a step further.
Since he could formulate an antidote to his own poison using his blood, then... could he turn that poison into something else?
After all, there was a saying: "Every medicine is three parts poison."
Didn't that open up a whole new avenue of thought?
Who said the Woeful Poison Body had no medicinal properties?
Perhaps people simply died from the poison before they could feel its medicinal effects?
Then Sun Buxiao had an argument, too. I was clearly giving someone medicine. He just died from the poison before the medicine could kick in. Can you really blame my poison for having no medicinal properties?
QED. Proof complete. With the theory established, the next stage was experimentation and verification.
Mainly, it felt like there was real potential here.
If he could really turn all the Woeful Poison Body's toxicity into medicinal properties-even just some of it-which of them would still dare call it a constitution that even dogs would shake their heads at?
Come on! Say something, haters!
Find a way to alter those medicinal properties, turn them into something special, then have Xiao Yan refine pills.
Refine pills to replenish blood, use blood to refine medicine-a perfect closed loop. They could all soar into the sky together by stepping on their right feet with