Poisoned

The sound of coughing echoed in the cave. Wang Xingyu covered his neck.

Dugu Bo, holding his neck and Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, led the two to this cave.

Tang San stood in front of him, his Eight Spider Lances unfurled, his gaze fixed on the man with long, dark green hair opposite him.

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the cave, moonlight filtering in from behind him, casting a long, thin shadow on the ground.

"Who did you call a monkey just now?" Dugu Bo turned his head, his gaze passing over Tang San and landing on Wang Xingyu, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Wang Xingyu, still coughing, repeatedly said, "You're not, you're not." Dugu Bo ignored him and turned to ask Tang San, "I heard it was you who broke my granddaughter's Third Soul Skill? How did you do that?"

"Alcohol can counteract poison," Tang San said, deliberately keeping his voice calm.

Dugu Bo snapped his fingers. A gentle force lifted Wang Xingyu up, his back slamming against the cave wall with a dull thud. Tang San's fists clenched instantly.

"One last time, how did you manage that? If the answer doesn't satisfy me, I'll kill both of you."

Tang San stared at Dugu Bo. "Your poisons are nothing but garbage. They can be neutralized with alcohol."

Dugu Bo rubbed his forehead, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed. A burst of Soul Power blasted towards Tang San without warning. Tang San crossed his arms to block, but was also thrown against the wall by the impact.

Wang Xingyu took a couple of breaths, clutching his chest as he stood up. "Wait, wait. Senior Poison, Little San can help you detoxify."

Dugu Bo turned his head to look at him, as if he had heard an interesting joke.

"Help me detoxify? So you mean I'm poisoned? I've roamed the Soul Master World for over seventy years, and I've never heard of anyone being poisoned, hahaha."

"Is that so?" Tang San stood up, his voice still steady. "On rainy days, your ribs feel numb, right? It happens twice a day, around noon and midnight, with excruciating pain all over your body, like being pricked with needles, lasting for at least half an hour."

The smile on Dugu Bo's face vanished.

Wang Xingyu quickly added, "He can not only cure your poison, but also your granddaughter's."

The words had barely left his mouth when Dugu Bo appeared in front of Wang Xingyu in a flash, his fingers gripping Wang's neck and lifting him up. His emerald green pupils gleamed slightly in the moonlight. "You know quite a bit, don't you?"

"You killed him," Tang San's voice came from the side, each word like a nail driven into a stone slab, "And no one in this world can save you now."

Dugu Bo remained silent for a moment, then released his grip. Wang Xingyu collapsed to the ground, clutching his neck and gasping for breath.

It got cut off again.

Dugu Bo turned around and walked deeper into the cave.

"Alright. As long as you can remove the poison from my body and Yanyan's body, I will not only spare your lives, but also do three things for you. Follow me."

He parted the vines deep within the cave, revealing a vast medicinal garden behind it, where various poisons and herbs gleamed strangely in the moonlight. "This is my medicinal garden; feel free to take what you need."

Turning around, he suddenly looked at Wang Xingyu. "And you brat—you said my poison is monkey." He flicked his finger, and a burst of Soul Power carrying the venom of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison struck Wang Xingyu's chest. The poison entered his body, Wang Xingyu groaned, kneeling on one knee.

"You!" Tang San said angrily.

Dugu Bo looked at Tang San. "Don't worry, the snake venom will travel to your heart. If your companions are still alive by this time tomorrow, I will grant you the chance to receive the antidote."

The words had barely left his lips when a green shadow flashed, and he vanished from the spot.

Tang San rushed to Wang Xingyu's side and helped him sit down cross-legged. "Xingyu, hold on for now, I'll go find the antidote."

Wang Xingyu nodded, a fine layer of sweat already beading on his forehead. "It's alright, I can manage."

Sure enough, loose lips sink ships; now I'm the one who's been poisoned.

Tang San quickly scanned each plant in the herb garden, his gaze suddenly stopping on a snow-white Immortal Herb shaped Ice Silkworm. Snow Silkworm.

He carefully plucked it, quickly walked back to Wang Xingyu's side, and held the Snow Silkworm to his mouth. "This is Snow Silkworm. Eat it first; it can temporarily suppress the venom of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison."

Wang Xingyu opened his mouth and swallowed, a cool sensation sliding down his throat into his meridians. The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison that had been rampaging through his blood vessels was now as if wrapped in a thin layer of ice, its flow suddenly slowing down, and the beads of sweat that had been constantly seeping from his forehead finally stopped.

Tang San helped him to his feet and continued walking deeper into the herb garden.

The further you go in, the more bizarre the temperature becomes—one side is scorching hot, while the other is bitterly cold. These two extreme temperature differences meet in the same space, but instead of canceling each other out, they clearly occupy their respective sides.

At the end of the valley, a spring suddenly appeared before us. The water was half milky white like ice and half crimson red like flames, each occupying half of the valley floor and never mixing.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Tang San's gaze darted back and forth between the two extreme plants, then he suddenly spoke, "I've got an idea."

He bent down and helped Wang Xingyu to the spring, then quickly walked to both sides of the valley—on the left, a plant entirely crimson with sparks burning along the edges of its leaves was the Infernal Delicate Apricot; on the right, an octagonal plant, entirely ice-blue, and surrounded by a cold mist, was the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.

Tang San carefully plucked the two Immortal Herb with his Mysterious Jade Hand, walked back to Wang Xingyu's side, and looked down at Wang Xingyu's face— the Snow Silkworm was temporarily suppressing the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison, but Wang Xingyu's pulse was much weaker than before.

Simultaneously fusing two extreme immortal Immortal Herb, it's unlikely to survive in its current state.

Tang San carefully used his Mysterious Jade Hand to evenly divide the two Immortal Herb in half, then offered one half of the Infernal Delicate Apricot and the other half of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass to Wang Xingyu's mouth. "Xingyu, you eat half, I'll eat half. I'll help you fuse the medicinal power to detoxify."

Wang Xingyu nodded.

The two of them each swallowed half of the two Immortal Herb, and the intense heat and extreme cold exploded in their throats.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot of the medicine instantly burned through their bodies. The two groaned as the heat ripped their clothes apart, sending shreds flying everywhere.

Tang San threw Wang Xingyu into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, where milky white and crimson spring water surged up simultaneously. He then sank into the spring, sat cross-legged behind Wang Xingyu, placed his hands on Wang Xingyu's back, and instantly activated the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Two completely different medicinal forces collided within the two people's bodies. One was an extreme cold that could freeze bone marrow, and the other was a scorching heat that could burn meridians. They rampaged through the meridians that had been eroded by the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison.

Tang San used the Mysterious Heaven Skill as a guide to channel the out-of-control ice and fire medicinal power in Wang Xingyu's body into his own, harmonize and balance it, and then slowly push it back into his meridians.

Two extreme medicinal forces flowed, collided, and merged between the two—extreme cold and intense heat canceled each other out, and in the process of canceling each other out, they tempered every inch of their meridians.

Just as the extreme cold and heat of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well reached their limit within their bodies, Wang Xingyu felt a slight tremor in his palm— the Blue Silver Grass had somehow emerged from his palm, its slender leaves swaying gently in the dual-colored mist of ice and fire.

Behind him, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass also broke through the water.

Two Blue Silver Grass Entanglement on the boiling spring surface, their leaves overlapping like two snakes reunited after a long separation, making it impossible to tell which one belonged to Wang Xingyu and which one to Tang San.