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Chapter 314 After the War, What is the Poison Dao Celestial Lineage? (4000 words)

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly and shook his head:

"With my current strength, I cannot eliminate these energies. If I were at the peak of Foundation Establishment, it might be possible."

The Azure Jade Spirit Eyes are ultimately a secret technique for self-recovery. Even when used with the Azure Phoenix Nuo Mask to affect others, the recovery effect is still significantly less.

"It's nothing, just an arm, it's nothing."

Chen Zijing didn't care at all.

Huo Lao spoke earnestly:
"Could we exchange our battle merits for healing medicine in the ancient city to treat our injuries?"

"I will try, don't worry."

The three chatted for a few more minutes before Zhang Yuanzhu took his leave.

He leaped off the bow of the ship and strode toward the mansion.

With his double pupils half-closed, various thoughts flashed through his mind. Not many disciples had returned from this battle, less than a third, and two of the sect elders had perished.

It can be said that the Zhuoyang Daoist lineage suffered heavy losses in this battle and is no longer able to launch any further attacks in the short term.

Moreover, the surviving cultivators were all injured and needed to recuperate.

Lost in thought, he stopped in front of the mansion.

A thought came to my mind.

The array was removed, and the door was left open.

He strode into the courtyard and sat cross-legged.

Streams of light flew out from the storage bag, and fragrant medicinal herbs floated in front of him, shimmering with various lights.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his palm, grabbed the elixir, swallowed it in one gulp, and chewed it with his teeth.

In an instant, a warm current slid from the throat into all parts of the body, replenishing qi and blood, relieving fatigue, and filling the body with magical power.

As each medicinal herb was refined, the young man's energy and spirit were rapidly restored.

Time passed, and when there were no more precious medicines in front of him, Zhang Yuanzhu stopped refining them and lay down in the courtyard.

He rested his head on his arms, gazed at the sky, and calmed his mind.

With my mind relaxed, I gradually drifted off to sleep.

One day!
Two days!!
Three days!!!

For four whole days and four nights, those closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

It shines as brightly as the sun, dazzling and captivating.

After a rest, Zhang Yuanzhu adjusted himself to his peak condition, and all the fatigue from the battle disappeared.

"It's time to take stock of the gains and losses of this battle."

He sat up straight, flicked his sleeves, and a large black seal appeared in front of him.

The seal of Baoshan is covered with cracks, as if it might break at any moment.

The young man observed the magical artifact that had been with him for so long, and sighed softly in his heart:
'I've reached my limit; I can no longer fight.'

During this campaign, the Baoshan Seal withstood numerous attacks, and was almost completely damaged.

He stretched out his palm and stroked the seal, feeling the coldness from his fingertips.

With a thought, he confirmed that the [characteristic] was immaculate and could still be used before putting the spiritual artifact away.

From now on, the Mountain Embracing Seal can only provide [Special Abilities] and cannot be used against enemies.

Lost in thought, he waved his hand, and beams of light flew out from his bosom and landed on the ground.

There were mutilated corpses, plain white storage bags, and severed arms covered with array patterns.

His gaze swept over them, a smile playing on his lips.

Compared to these spoils of war, the loss of a low-grade spiritual weapon is insignificant.

Zhang Yuanzhu first turned his gaze to the mangled corpse.

This was a middle-aged man dressed in an ancient Taoist robe, his chest split open with a huge gash, his internal organs reduced to a pile of minced flesh, utterly dead.

However, even in death, the corpse still exudes a powerful aura that instills fear in living beings, representing the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment stage during its lifetime.

These are the remains he found on the battlefield, enough to be used as a sacrifice for the White Bone Corpse Demon.

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Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, looking at the sealed-off Ning Sha severed arm.

"If it were the Bone Corpse Demon, its combat power would probably increase significantly after this severed arm was reattached."

The young man's thoughts drifted as he gazed at the corpse and the severed arm.

However, whether it's refining the skeleton demon or reattaching a severed arm of a real person, that's something to do after the spoils of war have been counted.

With a gentle beckoning motion, the outstretched hand made a gesture.

The plain white storage bag floated into my palm.

With a light tap of the five fingers, light shimmered at the fingertips, and the storage bag trembled.

Click~click~
One by one, the restrictions shattered.

Then, spiritual sense probed in and scanned the items.

Spirit stones, the flesh and blood of demonic beasts, and various poisons flashed into his mind.

Zhang Yuanzhu's smile deepened, and with a flick of his hand, several streaks of light flew out from the plain white storage bag.

A worn-out jade slip and a dark incense burner floated in the ball of light.

The young man put down the storage bag and grasped the dark incense burner, which was the most valuable item in the bag.

A mid-grade spiritual artifact.

Snapped!
Five fingers gripped the furnace wall tightly, and he whispered in his heart:
'Take control!'

In an instant, the incense burner disappeared.

Deep within the soul, atop the Seven Treasures Tree, red, blue, and purple divine light blooms and intertwines, transforming into a mirror that reveals a myriad of messages.

Mastery: [Level 2] Remnant Mystic Furnace (Characteristic: Giant Formation)

"Gigantification?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered, and the meaning was not difficult to understand from a literal analysis.

He carefully experienced the instincts surging within his body.

Is this how it should be?
Boom!

Its body trembled, then swelled and grew larger.

One foot!
Two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters)!!
Three zhang (approximately 10 meters)!!

Even when seated cross-legged on the ground, it was still a full three zhang tall, like an ancient giant sitting upright with its eyes lowered.

A surge of power emanated from his entire body, filling every inch of his flesh and blood.

He felt an all-around improvement in strength, speed, and defense; such a physique was definitely not just for show.

And this is not the limit of the physical body, nor the limit of the [characteristics].

However, if it grows any larger, it will break through the formation and attract more attention.

Zhang Yuanzhu carefully sensed the changes in his body, his joy tinged with a hint of helplessness.

【Characteristics】Moving Mountains, Protecting Ridges, Giant Transformation

He increasingly leaned towards close-quarters combat.

In the blink of an eye.

His body returned to its original size, and the young man put away the broken Xuan Furnace.

Then, his gaze fell on the tattered jade slip.

My spiritual sense probed into it like a fine thread, and lines of text entered my mind.

The young man's expression instantly turned serious, all traces of a smile vanishing, as he uttered each word clearly:
"The Soul-Eating Poison Palace belongs to the Celestial-Human lineage."

The jade slip contained basic information about the Celestial-Human lineage within the Soul-Eating Poison Palace, yet it made him feel solemn.

The lineage of Heaven and Man is completely different from the lineage of the Five Poisons.

This is a completely unheard-of concept of poison.

No! It's not just a poison channel anymore.

The lineage of Heaven and Man is divided into three poisons: Heaven, Earth, and Man. Refining all poisons into Man, refining all Gu into Earth, and refining all the Qi in the world into Heaven.

Combining the poisons of Heaven, Earth, and Man, it can be considered the most potent poison in the world.

Zhang Yuanzhu was deeply moved by just a few words.

The one who pioneered this path of poison must have harbored indescribable ambitions.

"Heroes of the world are as numerous as carp crossing a river, but it is a pity that I have never lived in the same era as them."

The young man sighed softly, with regret in his voice.

He also wanted to see what the scenery was like at the end of the road.

"One day when I ascend Mount Wandu, I will surely visit the Celestial-Human lineage in person," Zhang Yuanzhu murmured, his expression earnest.

The scenery along the way is captivating.

bang~
Suddenly, he exerted force with all five fingers!

The jade slip shattered, turning into powder that slowly slipped through his fingers.

His eyes shone brightly as he surveyed the corpses on the ground; the spoils of war had already been counted.

The next step is to transform this blood and bone into our own fighting power.

His mind trembled, streams of magical power surged forth, and he formed hand seals in his palm.

In an instant, blood flames ignited on the corpse of the peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the flesh and blood melted into drops of liquid, merging into the white bones.

Evil and mysterious patterns began to appear on the bones, and streams of yin energy, corpse energy, and resentment surged out, permeating the surroundings.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained calm; this scene had occurred countless times, yet his emotions remained undisturbed.

As time passed, the hand seals changed, and the refined corpse was generated in the blood flames.

The Bone Demon stood up, opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the negative energy that permeated the mansion.

The young man looked at the skeleton demon he had created and nodded in satisfaction.

Foundation Establishment Level 7 combat power, not bad!
The next moment, his gaze shifted to the severed arm.

With a flick of his fingers, an ice blade appeared in his palm.

Without any hesitation, the ice blade slashed down.

Stab it!

A large chunk of flesh detached and was placed inside the coffin in his storage bag to nurture the golden-armored corpse.

He then removed the ice blades and began to melt flesh and blood and strengthen bones in the same way he crafted the Bone Demon.

At the same time, various killing formations and weapon arrays began to be engraved on the severed arm.

The young man moved extremely slowly, crushing the high-grade spirit stone, mixing it with various blood-red and medicinal liquids, and carefully inscribing it.

He planned to forge a forbidden weapon from the severed arm of a real person, as a surprise killing move.

From day to night, and from night to day.

After two sunrises and sunsets, the bony arm covered with runes and array patterns finally appeared before me.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, grabbed the white bone demon's left arm, and yanked it hard.

Click~
The entire arm was severed at the shoulder.

Then, he picked up the severed arm and slowly placed it on the broken part.

Corpse energy boiled, blood flames rose, and bones continued to connect and slowly merged.

The young man stood up, looked at the corpse in front of him, and felt the powerful aura emanating from its left arm.

A smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

It worked!
However, in this way, it is more like a tool than a skeleton demon.

Lost in thought, he flicked his fingertips, and streaks of light struck the corpse's left arm, sealing off its aura.

Then, he made a gesture with his palm.

The skeletal demon rapidly shrank, transforming into a bone bead that hung at its waist.

Everything has been taken care of; the next step is to exchange battle merits for cultivation resources.

Otherwise, it would be a cheap deal for Wuliang Palace.

The young man, carrying a measuring ruler, with a white bone bead and a blood-red bead hanging from his waist, and wearing a red robe, walked directly out of the mansion.

I walked briskly forward, leaving the camp and walking on the street.

Many cultivators hurried along, the shops on both sides were closed, and small cracks could be seen in the walls and streets.

This war was too brutal, and many sects suffered heavy losses. Most of them are now recuperating or in seclusion.

Zhang Yuanzhu kept his pace and approached the center of the city, soon arriving at the foot of the stone tablet.

At this moment, many cultivators gathered here, and beams of light emerged from the stone tablet and descended.

He carefully examined the inscription on the stone tablet, pondering the spiritual object he needed.

A moment later, a hand was extended, and drops of blood appeared in the palm. The hand spoke to the stone tablet:
"Check your battle achievements~"

As the words fell, a ray of light burst forth from the stone tablet, covering the blood in his palm.

'Slayed five Foundation Establishment Level 6 demonic beasts, one Foundation Establishment Level 6 Soul-Eating Poison Hall cultivator, and twelve Foundation Establishment Level 5 demonic beasts.'

'1536 battle merits.'

Listening to the voices that were being transmitted, Zhang Yuanzhu began to select spiritual objects.

Treasures that can accelerate cultivation, elixirs that can heal injuries caused by condensing evil energy, low-grade spiritual artifacts, and elixirs that can enhance spiritual awareness—these are the four kinds of spiritual items he currently needs.

Soon, his gaze settled on the middle of the stone tablet.

Meteorite Core: Produced from the Jade Sun Temple, it can accelerate the cultivation speed of lightning-attribute techniques in the Foundation Establishment stage and grants 1,000 battle merits.

Zhang Yuanzhu carefully examined the records of the meteorite core and nodded slightly.

In the next instant, his battle merits were reduced by more than half, and a ball of azure light rose from the stone tablet and drifted down in front of the young man.

It was a pale blue mineral, crystal clear, like the most perfect gem in the world.

He could clearly sense that the thunder contained within was not violent, but rather gentle.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, past the radiance, and grasped the meteorite core.

In an instant, bolts of lightning surged into his dantian, causing his spiritual platform to tremble slightly, filled with joy.

"Ah!"

"Not bad!"

The young man laughed and kept the meteorite core close to his body.

Immediately, they began searching for precious medicines to treat injuries sustained during the Condensation Realm.

A moment later, Zhang Yuanzhu frowned deeply.

The stone tablet didn't even mention any healing medicines for those in the Foundation Establishment or Qi Refining stages, let alone any elixirs for healing injuries.

'Have you finished exchanging them?'

Zhang Yuanzhu speculated.

After a great battle, healing medicines will inevitably be scarce, and many cultivators will need them.

Left with no other option, the young man could only search for a precious elixir to enhance his spiritual awareness.

However, he soon stopped searching. The precious medicine that could enhance spiritual awareness was too expensive, and he simply couldn't afford it with his current battle merits.

In the end, all he needed was a low-grade spiritual weapon.

With the Baoshan Seal on the verge of collapse, the only low-grade spiritual artifact he can use now is the Bloodlight Pearl.

The Bloodlight Pearl was already damaged when it attacked the capital of the Qian Kingdom.

As for mid-grade spiritual weapons, only those at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment or above can unleash their maximum power, and they also consume a lot of mana. For him, low-grade spiritual weapons are more convenient.

Lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu quickly scanned the stone tablet and soon made a decision.

Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror: A low-grade spiritual artifact, crafted from the remains of a thunder-attribute dragon (a type of hornless dragon), with a battle merit of 400.

This is a magical artifact that combines defense and offense, sufficient for transitional use.

"Exchange for the Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror!"

As the words fell, a ball of light floated down in front of him.

Amidst the radiance, a precious mirror floated above and below.

The frame is engraved with a dragon pattern, and the mirror is crystal clear, shimmering with a blue luster. A faint image of a dragon can be seen swimming on the mirror surface.

Zhang Yuanzhu grabbed the spirit mirror, and his magical power surged into it like a vast ocean, leaving his own mark.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror trembled slightly, revealing streaks of lightning that radiated immense majesty.

The young man stroked the spirit mirror with his palm, feeling the tingling sensation from his fingertips, and nodded in satisfaction.

He put away the magic mirror, turned around, and walked towards the outside of the ninth level.

The conquest is over; now we need to find a special location to continue tempering our internal organs.

Zhang Yuanzhu strode past the cultivators and soon arrived at the city gate.

At this moment, the city gates were tightly closed, and cultivators gathered in front of them, creating a cacophony of noise.

"What is the meaning of Wuliang Palace? It keeps the city gates tightly closed and won't let us leave."

"The remains of Brother Laodao have not yet been found. Open the door immediately."

"Although the demon race has been defeated, there are still many who have fled. This is an opportunity to earn merits, so don't waste our time."

(End of this chapter)