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An hour later, Jiang Bai exhaled a breath of turbid air, which was tinged with a faint purple hue.

These were the impurities forced out of his body.

He looked down at his body and saw that the black body-tempering fluid on his skin had dried and formed a thin, hard shell. With a gentle rub, the shell cracked and fell off, revealing the bronze-colored skin underneath.

The muscle definition is much more pronounced than before; it's not an exaggerated bulge, but rather a tighter, more explosive look.

Jiang Bai clenched his fist, which cracked.

He got up and walked to the corner of the room, where several stone weights for strength training were placed.

These stone locks are found in the rooms of almost every member of the Jiang family; they are used to practice arm strength.

He wouldn't have been able to lift it before.

This time, however, he grasped the stone lock with one hand and lifted it lightly, without any effort.

Even if it weighs 150 pounds, it's still easy.

Finally, there was the 200-pound stone lock that he used to have to lift with both hands.

Sink down, inhale, grip the lock handle with one hand—lift!

The stone lock was lifted steadily and held above his head.

"His strength has increased by at least 30%."

Jiang Bai put down the stone lock, a look of joy flashing in his eyes.

He then drew the poisoned dagger and lightly slashed his left arm.

The dagger sliced ​​through, leaving only a white mark on the skin.

With a little pressure, the white mark deepened, but the skin still didn't break.

It took a lot of force for the dagger to make a shallow cut, from which a few drops of blood seeped out.

Moreover, the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding stopped in no time.

"The skin's resilience has also improved, and its self-healing has been accelerated..." Jiang Bai nodded in satisfaction.

This is only the first time he has tempered his body; it's not even at the first level of Lesser Chengdu.

If one could truly cultivate to the perfection of the third level, their physical strength would be comparable to that of a body cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment...

"At that point, it's still uncertain who will dominate in close combat."

Over the next few days, Jiang Bai settled into a regular cultivation rhythm.

During the day, he cultivates the "Poisonous Miasma Technique," absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and trace amounts of poisonous gas to steadily improve his spiritual power.

At night, they would undergo body tempering, enduring intense pain while strengthening their physical body.

The two complement each other.

Poisoning techniques increase the total amount of spiritual energy, while body tempering enhances the body's ability to withstand spiritual energy, making the meridians more resilient.

On the evening of the fifth day, Jiang Baipan sat on the bed, surrounded by a faint green mist.

The mist contracted and expanded rhythmically with his breathing.

Suddenly, all the mist abruptly contracted inward, disappearing entirely into his mouth and nose.

He opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing.

"Late stage of Qi Refining Level 2, hehe..."

His cultivation and body tempering progressed equally smoothly.

In the past few days, the ten toxins required for the first layer have been refined through three cycles, increasing the body's strength by 50% compared to the initial level, and making the skin more resilient enough to withstand ordinary sword and knife cuts without injury.

"It's time to collect this month's resources."

Jiang Bai changed into clean clothes and went out towards the Gongfa Hall.

The Gongfa Hall is actually a three-story wooden building.

The first floor is the resource distribution center, the second floor houses basic cultivation techniques and miscellaneous books, and the third floor is the place for the clan elders to cultivate in seclusion, which ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter without permission.

When Jiang Bai stepped into the first floor, there were already seven or eight family members queuing up inside.

His appearance caused a stir.

"It's Jiang Bai..."

"I heard he went into a poisonous cave a few days ago, but came out completely unharmed."

"Not only is he completely unharmed, but look at his aura, it's clearly improved a lot..."

Jiang Bai remained calm and walked to the end of the line.

As soon as I stood still, a slightly shrill voice came from behind me.

"Oh, who do we have here? Isn't this the Jiang family's 'Poison Master'?"

Jiang Bai turned around and looked. The newcomer was a young man around twenty years old, dressed in brocade robes and with a long sword at his waist.

It is Chen Feng, the number one young person in the Chen family, with a Qi Refining level of four and specializing in swordsmanship.

This young man is arrogant and has always been at odds with the Jiang family members.

He appeared at the Jiang family today to deliver an invitation on behalf of the Chen family, supposedly because the Chen family is about to hold a drug tasting event.

"Young Master Chen."

Jiang Bai nodded lightly as a greeting, then turned back to continue queuing.

This dismissive attitude made Chen Feng frown.

He stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Bai, and said in a low voice, "I heard you got the qualification to enter your Jiang family's Poisonous Miasma Cave? Not bad luck. But..."

He looked Jiang Bai up and down, and sneered, "He's just someone who didn't even have any cultivation in previous years. No matter how much he trains, he'll still be a waste and will never be able to stand out."

The words were not spoken loudly, but they were enough for several sharp-eared disciples nearby to hear.

Chen Feng was so sarcastic because he had heard about Jiang Bai's situation, and he didn't want the Jiang family to actually produce another genius.

After all, in Ping'an County, the Jiang family, the Li family, and the Chen family are currently in a relatively balanced power structure.

Chen Feng felt it was necessary to suppress them at this time.

All eyes turned to them.

Jiang Bai turned his head and looked at Chen Feng.

Their eyes met; Chen Feng's eyes were full of contempt, while Jiang Bai's eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

"Has Young Master Chen finished speaking?"

Jiang Bai spoke up, "If you're done speaking, then move aside. You're blocking the people behind you, and besides, this isn't your Chen family's place."

Chen Feng's face darkened. He had expected Jiang Bai to be furious, and might even impulsively take action.

That way he would have a reason to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

But the other party's completely unresponsive attitude made him feel like he was punching cotton, leaving him feeling frustrated and uncomfortable.

"Hmph, sharp-tongued."

Chen Feng sneered, "But all you can do is talk. Next time at the Three Clans Martial Arts Tournament, I'll show you that the gap in cultivation can't be bridged by luck."

Jiang Bai finally showed a slight expression, his lips curving upwards as if he had heard something interesting.

"Let's wait and see."

These four words were uttered by Jiang Bai.

He then ignored Chen Feng and stepped forward to take the resources for the month from the disciple in charge.

He didn't look at Chen Feng even once from beginning to end.

Chen Feng stared at Jiang Baiyuan's departing figure, his eyes dark and brooding: "Be smug, huh? Let's see how long you can keep up that smugness..."

After collecting the resources, Jiang Bai did not return to his residence, but went directly to the second floor of the Gongfa Hall.

Since returning from the Poisonous Miasma Cave, I have been cultivating and have not yet come to pay my respects to the clan elders.

There is a quiet room on the east side of the second floor, with the door ajar.

Jiang Bai knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Upon entering, the clan elder was sitting cross-legged on a futon, resting with his eyes closed.

Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Jiang Bai. After looking him over for a moment, he said with some surprise.

"He's reached the late stage of Qi Refining Level 2? He's truly enlightened; his progress is astounding."

"It's all thanks to the elders of the clan for their cultivation."

Jiang Bai bowed deeply in greeting.

"Stop with the pleasantries," the elder waved his hand and said, "Three days in the Poisonous Mist Cave must have been quite fruitful, but you only stayed on the outer perimeter?"

Jiang Bai's expression remained unchanged.

"I dare not lie, I was indeed only on the outer perimeter. However, I have a special constitution and a stronger resistance to poison gas, so I was able to hone my spiritual power and gain more than others."

That's a mix of truth and falsehood.

The clan elder stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"That's enough. Everyone has their own destiny. I won't ask any further."

He took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Bai. "Take this bottle of 'Pulse Protection Pills.' The most important thing in cultivating poison arts is to avoid being reckless. Once the poison backfires and erodes your meridians, it will be too late to regret it. This pill can protect your heart meridian and reduce the erosion of the poison while you cultivate."

Jiang Bai accepted the jade bottle and bowed solemnly, saying, "Thank you, Elder, for bestowing this elixir."

"Um."

The elder closed his eyes again, seemingly to rest, but then spoke as if unintentionally:

"Recently, the Grand Elder's faction has been unusually quiet. The clan's investigation into your attack a few days ago remains unresolved..."

"The tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease. You are currently enjoying great success and are highly regarded by me, which inevitably attracts the jealousy of others. You must be very careful."

Jiang Bai felt a warmth in his heart.

"I understand, sir."

After leaving the Gongfa Hall, Jiang Bai remained deep in thought.

The elder's reminder was quite blunt, suggesting that the First Elder's faction might be secretly planning something big.

"I need to speed up the body tempering process."

Back in his room, Jiang Bai immediately began his body-tempering training for the night.

He noticed something was wrong when he circulated his cultivation technique this time.

[Toxicity Immunity] Not only can it neutralize the damage caused by toxins, but it also seems to "store" some of the toxins on the skin surface?

Jiang Bai's heart stirred, and he wanted to give it a try.

The skin on the palm of his right hand turned a dark purple.

He walked to the wall and gently pressed it against it.

laugh! !

Where the wall met the palm, a shallow palm print was corroded out!

"Could this be... temporarily expelling the toxins absorbed during body tempering and allowing them to adhere to the skin?"

A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Bai's eyes.

This is equivalent to having an extra passive skill that can coat the palm with deadly poison when needed.

Although the amount of toxins stored is limited and needs to be replenished after use, it can definitely have an unexpected effect at critical moments.

"Let's call it Poison Palm, it's simple and easy to remember."

After testing his new abilities, Jiang Bai was about to continue his training when there was a knock on the door.

"Young master, have you rested?"

It was Xiao Cui's voice.

Jiang Baisan removed the soundproofing array and opened the door.

Xiao Cui stood outside the door, holding an invitation in her hand.

"Young master, the Chen family just sent this over, saying they're inviting you to a poison tasting event in three days."

"A drug tasting party?"

Jiang Bai took the invitation and unfolded it to read it.

The invitation was very formal, inviting the younger generation of the Jiang family to the Chen family villa to participate in the triennial "Three Clans Drug Exchange Conference," where various drugs would be displayed, experiences would be exchanged, and there would even be a competition.

The inscription at the end reads: Respectfully invited by Chen Feng.

"Is Chen Feng in charge?" Jiang Bai asked.

Xiao Cui nodded and said, "The person who sent the invitation said that Young Master Chen Feng of the Chen family recently tamed a green-eyed poisonous toad and wants to show it off at the meeting and exchange his experience in taming poisonous creatures with fellow enthusiasts."

Jiang Baihe handed out the invitations, letting out a cold laugh.

"The demonstration is a pretense; finding fault is the real purpose."

Xiao Cui said worriedly, "Young master, would you... like to feign illness and not go?"

"Not going?"

Jiang Bai rubbed his fist, which was now as hard as iron after his body had been tempered, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"They've already sent the invitation to my door; if I don't go, wouldn't it make me look like I'm afraid of them?"

"Perfect timing, I'd like to give it a try too..."

"Just how hard is my fist right now?"