The entry for cultivating immortality states that after dying a hundred times, I attained immortalit

Jiang Bai was not surprised by this.

Becoming a disciple of the clan elder signifies that he has officially gained a powerful backer.

"What's going on with the Chen family?" he asked.

"Young Master Chen Feng is still recovering from serious injuries. It is said that his meridians are damaged, which may affect his future cultivation. The relationship between the Chen family and our Jiang family... is very tense right now, but we haven't openly broken off relations yet."

Xiao Cui paused for a moment, then added, "In addition, the Li family has remained silent; they seem to be observing the situation."

Jiang Bai sneered: "It's best to just observe. Anyone who jumps out at this time is a fool."

As soon as he finished speaking, his [Killing Intent Perception] suddenly stirred slightly.

The malice was faint, coming from a direction outside the courtyard wall, and vanished in an instant.

And there was more than one.

Jiang Bai remained expressionless and instructed Xiao Cui, "Go boil some water; I'm thirsty."

Xiao Cui responded and left.

Jiang Baize slowly walked back into the house and closed the door.

"The surveillance has been upgraded."

He sat down at the table, opened "The Complete Basics of Poison Techniques," and thought, "It seems my master's reputation still carries some weight. At least it's made the other party go from crawling on the roof to squatting outside the wall."

……

The next day, Jiang Bai went to the Resource Hall to collect the Rotten Grass Miasma and the Heart-Clearing Pill.

The steward of the Resource Hall was a thin, middle-aged man who, by seniority, was a distant cousin of Jiang Bai.

Upon seeing Jiang Bai, he didn't even lift his eyelids: "Name."

"Jiang Bai".

The steward flipped through the roster, his tone indifferent: "The allocation of registered disciples hasn't been finalized yet; for now, we'll distribute them according to the old system. Ten spirit stones, one bottle of Rotten Grass Miasma, and no Mind-Clearing Pills."

Jiang Bai frowned: "The clan elder personally decided on my share yesterday: thirty spirit stones, three bottles of miasma, and one bottle of heart-clearing pills."

The deacon finally raised his eyes, his gaze cold: "Elders are elders, and the Resource Hall is the Resource Hall. Rules are rules; without official documents, all will be handled according to the old practices."

Several clan members who were receiving resources glanced over furtively, their expressions varying.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Bai took the token from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

"Master's token is here. Is that formal enough?"

The deacon stared at the token, his expression shifting, before finally managing a weak smile: "So it was a personal order from the clan elder. It was my oversight."

He turned around, took out three jade bottles and a cloth bag, and pushed them in front of Jiang Bai: "Three bottles of rotten grass miasma, one bottle of heart-clearing pills, and thirty spirit stones. Please accept them."

Jiang Bai used his divine sense to scan the items, and after confirming that everything was correct, he put them away and turned to leave.

As I walked out of the resource hall, my [Killing Intent Perception] was triggered again, and the malice came from behind me.

He turned around and met the deacon's cold gaze, which he hadn't had time to withdraw.

The two exchanged a glance, then the butler lowered his head to continue organizing the roster.

As Jiang Bai walked out of the courtyard, he sneered inwardly, "It seems that the Grand Elder's faction is becoming increasingly impatient with such petty tactics as withholding resources."

……

That evening, the clan elders summoned Jiang Bai to the second floor of the Gongfa Hall for the first master-disciple instruction session.

The second floor is much more spacious than the first floor, with bookshelves all around and flooring in the central open space.

The clan elder stood with his hands behind his back. When Jiang Bai arrived, he pointed to the two prayer mats on the ground and said, "Sit down."

The two sat facing each other.

"Today I'll teach you the first lesson in poison cultivation."

The elder flipped his palm, and a drop of dark green venom floated up. "The strength of a poison cultivator depends three-tenths on their cultivation technique and seven-tenths on their use of poison. Only by understanding its characteristics and principles can one use poison to their advantage."

The venom spun slowly in his palm, gradually separating into three thin streams of different colors: dark green, light green, and jet black.

"This is 'Bone-Rotting Poison,' made by mixing the juice of the Bone-Rotting Flower with the saliva of three poisonous insects. The dark green part mainly corrodes flesh and blood, the light green part paralyzes nerves, and the jet-black part destroys life."

The elder tapped his fingertip lightly, and the three-colored streams moved like living things. "If you only know that it is a deadly poison, but do not understand its mechanism, you can only use it by brute force. But if you understand its components, you can control it separately. In battle, you can use only the paralysis effect to capture the enemy alive. If you need to kill, then all three poisons will be used at the same time."

Jiang Bai observed very carefully; this was the first time he had systematically learned about the characteristics of poison.

The elder pushed the venom in front of him: "Try it."

Jiang Bai focused his mind, using his spiritual power to envelop the venom, attempting to mimic separation.

On the first attempt, the venom only trembled slightly and remained motionless.

The second time, a thin stream of dark green managed to separate, but it quickly mingled together again.

The elder did not urge them, but only gave guidance at crucial points: "Spiritual power is not brute force; it must flow in accordance with the toxins. Your constitution is resistant to toxins, which makes it easy for you to overlook the subtle differences between them. Try to feel their mutual repulsion."

Jiang Bai closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the venom.

At the core of [Toxicity Immunity], this drop of venom is no longer a single entity, but rather a collection of countless minute toxins.

They are intertwined, yet subtly repelled by their different natures...

The third attempt.

The venom swirled slowly, gradually separating into two thin streams: dark green and light green. The jet-black portion was still mixed in, but its basic form was already visible.

A hint of approval flashed in the elder's eyes: "Not bad. To be able to separate the poison into two streams on your first attempt is already a rare talent. With diligent practice in the future, the precision of your poison control will be the key to your battles against opponents of higher levels."

Jiang Bai finished his work, and the venom fell back into the jade bottle with a sound.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

"After you return, first memorize the characteristics of the first twenty poisons in the 'Complete Guide to Basic Poison Techniques'," the elder said, rising to his feet. "I will test you in three days. If you pass, I will teach you your first set of practical poison techniques."

……

It was late at night when I returned to the courtyard.

Jiang Bai did not rest; he lit an oil lamp and began to study the jade slip.

He skipped the theoretical section and went straight to "Basic Poison Powder Refining".

The first type is "Bewitching Powder", which requires very simple materials: three plants of Bewitching Grass, one mace of Drowsy Pollen, and three drops of Paralyzing Vine Juice.

He happened to have all these materials, but had never had the chance to use them.

He followed the steps: grinding, mixing, roasting over a low flame, and blending with spiritual power...

Half an hour later, a small clump of gray powder appeared in his palm.

Jiang Bai walked into the courtyard, where a stray cat was rummaging through the trash in the corner.

He flicked out a wisp of powder, activated it with his spiritual power, and the powder floated toward the cat.

The wildcat sniffed around, then its movements suddenly slowed down. After swaying a couple of times, it collapsed to the ground.

After a while, the stray cat woke up, let out a confused meow, and jumped over the wall and ran away.

"The effect is not bad." Jiang Bai nodded with satisfaction. "It should be effective against Qi Refining stage cultivators. It may be for a short time, but it's enough to stab them."

Just as he was about to return to the house, Xiao Cui hurried over from the side yard, looking somewhat uneasy.

"Young master, the clan chief has sent word that you are requested to attend the council hall tomorrow."

Jiang Bai frowned: "The clan chief summoned me personally? What is the matter?"

Xiao Cui shook her head: "They didn't say, they only said I must be there."

Jiang Bai pondered for a moment.

The clan chief is in seclusion most of the year and rarely summons the clan members in person. The last time they met was during his clan's martial arts competition. Now he's suddenly summoning them...

"I understand," he replied casually.