Enjoying the fruits of others' labor! How does a sect's holy son break through the defense

Seeing Ma Yan carrying two jars of wine, Lü Tu casually placed the wine on the table.

"Let's take care of business first, then we'll drink."

"But......"

Ma Yan glanced at the two jars of wine on the table, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

"But what 'but'? Why are you so distracted and hesitant today?"

"Could they have poisoned my drink to try and kill me?"

Ma Yan's face turned pale instantly, and he looked away guiltily while waving his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, no, how could that be?"

"Brother Donkey has given me a second life; he's like my second parents. I would never harm you, no matter who else I would."

Lu Tu waved.

"Alright, stop babbling and start meditating!"

"As I said before, if no one helps you achieve your ambitions, it's because they lack the ability."

"But I can!"

Ma Yan was puzzled, but he still obediently sat down cross-legged.

Without wasting words, Lü Tu gave a soft shout.

"The pulse returns to its origin, the formation begins!"

Swish swish swish~

Soon, thirteen golden beams of light appeared out of thin air, and before Ma Yan could even be shocked, they transformed into golden needles and pierced his body.

"Ouch..."

"Donkey... Brother Donkey, what is this?"

Lu Tu's lips curled up slightly.

"This is your path to godhood"

"I'm helping you rebuild your physique and enhance your talent. I conservatively estimate that you can reach the talent level of Luan Yang."

In fact, he didn't know exactly how high a talent could be elevated by the Meridian Returning to Origin Needle.

This is based on a person's innate talents.

The higher your base talent, the higher your potential for improvement.

However, according to Lü Tu's estimation, it shouldn't be a problem for someone with such trash talent as Ma Yan to be upgraded to the same level as Luan Yang before.

If someone like Ye Linxiao, Changyu, or Baiya is already abnormal, and is further modified by the Yanmai Guiyuan Needle, then it's unimaginable what will happen.

Lu Tu's words made Ma Yan's heart pound and his pupils suddenly contract.

"At the same level as Senior Sister Luan...?"

Luan Yang is the third-ranked top genius of the Cloud Sect.

At only 26 years old, he was at the fifth level of True Martial Realm. He never dared to dream of such talent in his entire life.

At the same time, Ma Yan also felt a pang of regret.

Lu Tu is so good to him, not only letting him stay in the Cloud Sect but also saving his life, and now he is even helping him defy fate.

Can......

Ma Yan is only at the first level of the Profound Realm, and unlike Chu Nan, he doesn't need to awaken a spiritual body, which is quite complicated.

The three alloy patterns were completed in less than half an hour.

"Come on, let's drink!"

Lu Tu casually picked up a jar of wine and tossed it to Ma Yan.

"Just say what you want to say, there's no need for formalities between us brothers."

Despite his talent being greatly enhanced, Ma Yan was not as excited as expected. He took the wine jar and sat down on the ground.

His face showed distress.

"Brother Donkey, I'm very grateful for everything you've done for me."

"I, Ma Yan, am content to have been able to be your friend in this lifetime."

As he spoke, he raised his wine jar and clinked it against Lü Tu's.

"Come on, Brother Donkey, have a drink!"

Lu Tu tore open the wine seal and grinned broadly.

"Why are you saying all this? Drink!"

Then, under Ma Yan's tense gaze, he tilted his head back and prepared to pour it into his mouth.

But at that moment, Ma Yan cried out in surprise and quickly stopped them.

"Wait for Brother Donkey!"

"What's wrong?"

"No...it's okay, touch it again."

"If I touched you, why the hell are you crying?"

Lü Tu smiled and bumped into Ma Yan again, then tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

"That's impressive! These two jars of wine must have been expensive, right?"

Seeing this!

Lu Tu's trust made Ma Yan unable to hold back any longer. He also took a big gulp and then covered his face and cried bitterly.

"Brother Donkey, thank you for trusting me so much."

"Just kill me!"

The smile on Lü Tu's face gradually disappeared.

"Can you tell the truth now? Has something happened?"

He sensed something was wrong the moment he saw Ma Yan today.

He has lived two lives and met countless people.

His eyesight has been honed long ago; he can tell what color poop someone is going to take just by looking at their butt.

Ma Yan knelt on the ground, his body trembling violently, his fists clenched, and he cried his heart out.

His voice was filled with helplessness and resentment.

"Someone asked me to poison you and cripple your cultivation."

"If I didn't comply, he would kill my mother, saying he would make her suffer endless humiliation, parade her naked through the streets, and then chop her up and place her in front of me."

"My mother and I depend on each other for survival; she's my only family."

As he spoke, Ma Yan knelt down in front of Lü Tu and cried loudly.

"Brother Donkey, I...I..."

"What kind of poison?"

Seeing Lü Tu's eyes gradually turn cold, Ma Yan's face turned deathly pale, and he knelt on the ground with his head down.

"That poison is called the Meridian-Eroding Gu Poison. It is extremely potent. Even a Spirit King Realm cultivator would have their meridians completely destroyed and lose all their cultivation if they were affected."

"Corrosive Vein Poison? Who gave you permission to use it?"

Ma Yan shook his head in horror.

"Brother Donkey, just kill me. I don't know what to do anymore, I'm in so much pain."

But Lu Tu suddenly turned his head and, to Ma Yan's astonishment, spat out the wine he had just drunk.

I knew something was wrong with you a while ago.

"I use spiritual energy to envelop the wine before drinking it, so even if it's poisonous, it won't affect me."

But to everyone's surprise, Ma Yan said...

"The wine isn't poisoned!"

"What?"

Lu Tu was taken aback, then picked up his jar of wine and probed it with spiritual energy to sense it.

It was indeed normal.

"Why the hell are you saying all this if the alcohol isn't poisonous?"

"I'll drink the poison!"

Lu Tu's pupils suddenly contracted.

He immediately grabbed Ma Yan's wrist and probed his body with spiritual energy to examine him.

as predicted!

The bones and meridians he had just helped reshape Ma Yan were now being impacted by a special force, seemingly about to be destroyed.

But fortunately.

Ma Yan's bones and muscles were already covered with gold patterns.

That mysterious power posed no threat whatsoever to Jinwen.

To put it simply...

This kind of poison that destroys meridians is completely useless against people who have already had their golden patterns inscribed.

Direct immunity!

Lu Tu's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Why did you take poison yourself?

Clearly, Ma Yan did not intend to poison him.

Even though her mother's life was in someone else's hands, and she would rather take poison herself than poison him.

Ma Yan grabbed the wine jar and took a big gulp.

After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice.

"Brother Donkey has given me a second life; I would rather die than harm you."

"From a young age, my parents taught me to be grateful. Even if my mother and I survived if I had poisoned you, we would live with guilt for the rest of our lives."

"Thank you for helping me improve my talent, but unfortunately I don't have that good fortune."

"I've already taken the Corrosive Vein Poison, so this talent is useless now. I can't save my mother either."

He was truly conflicted.

On one side was his mother who gave birth to him, and on the other side was Lü Tu, who was like a second parent to him.

He can't let anyone down, no matter who it is.

So in the end, he chose to take poison himself.

This means that his and his mother's fate was death.

Ma Yan stood up unsteadily and walked towards the door.

"Brother Donkey, do you think I'm a loser and a coward?"

"Actually, I think so too. I've been a useless person since birth. I can't do anything, including this time. All I can do is escape with death."

"But I swear, I, Ma Yan, have absolutely done nothing wrong to you, not even the thought of doing so."

As he reached the door, Ma Yan stopped and burst into tears.

"It's Elder Zhao Hong's son, Zhao Yueqing, who wants to harm you. Brother Donkey, be careful in the future. Don't bother seeking revenge for me; you can't defeat him."

"I'm going to find my mother. Goodbye!"

Suddenly!

A dagger appeared out of thin air in Ma Yan's hand, and without hesitation, he stabbed it into his own neck.