Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 178 - How to Use the 2.0 Version of the King of Hell's Decree

"Oh! What's so fun?" The Twelfth Elder walked excitedly to Qian Lingyun's side, looking her up and down, and said, "I didn't realize that you, at such a young age, were such a vicious woman!"

"Ah!" Qian Lingyun stood frozen in place, seemingly stunned by the amount of information contained in those words.

Poisonous woman? What poisonous woman?

Although she hadn't figured out what this poisonous woman was all about, Qian Lingyun still laid out a bunch of bottles and jars, all of which were poisonous herbs dug out from the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

"My God, is that Rahu's poisonous herb? It is... oh my god! Scutellaria baicalensis and Lycoris radiata!"

At this moment, the Twelve Offerings were deeply shocked. The magical poisonous herbs that she could only read about in ancient books were now being thrown out in heaps by Qian Lingyun.

She jumped up and down wildly, tugging at Qian Lingyun's clothes and asking all sorts of questions, her face full of happiness.

It had been at least thirty years since she had spoken so much in one go like this.

"How about it? Do you still think I'm some clueless little girl who doesn't understand pharmacology?" Qian Lingyun pushed aside the poisonous herbs beside her, looking at the eager eyes of the Twelfth Elder with a playful expression, and teased:

"You've had your fill of visual enjoyment, haven't you? Well, I should be leaving now! Twelfth Offering, this junior takes his leave. I won't bother you any longer..."

"What 'twelve offerings'? That sounds so formal. My name is Bai Yuan, and the Holy Maiden can just call me Xiao Yuan. Why are you being so formal with me? We're all family."

Before Qian Lingyun could finish speaking, Twelve… no, it was Xiaoyuan who grabbed Qian Lingyun's leg and cried out in distress:

"Let's talk this out. Let me touch those poisonous weeds. Forget my votes, I'll give you my life, sob sob sob..."

"Alright!" Qian Lingyun pretended to be reluctant and sat back down. She took out the Xuan Tian Treasure Record that she had gotten for free from Tang Ya, flipped to the page with the Yama's Decree, and tempted, "Touching it is no fun. How about we start refining it right away?"

"Yay! Yay!" Bai Yuan, the worshipper, gripped Qian Lingyun's wrist tightly, too excited to speak.

In order to refine the Yama's Decree, Qian Lingyun decided to use 49 kinds of precious poisonous herbs dug up from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well as auxiliary ingredients.

Then, using the Death Spider King's Poison, which had been enhanced by the Snow-Colored Swan's Kiss, he rendered the Yama's Talisman's Poison incurable.

"How do you refine it? What do you need? I'll provide it," Bai Yuan, the elder, said eagerly from the side, occasionally taking out a bunch of strange things from his storage soul tool and stuffing them into Qian Lingyun's hands.

"Do you have a furnace for refining medicine?" Qian Lingyun asked.

"Yes, yes, how could this thing not exist?" Bai Yuan hurriedly ran to the bottom of the experimental table, carried out a bronze metal cauldron the size of a bucket, and placed it in front of Qian Lingyun with a clatter, saying, "This is a level seven or eight soul-guided alchemy cauldron that I asked the Third Elder to make many years ago. It should still be usable."

"This thing has been sitting around for so many years, can it really still be used?" Qian Lingyun looked at Bai Yuan suspiciously. Seeing the eager look in his eyes, it seemed... not like he had just grabbed something to fob her off, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Let's begin!" Qian Lingyun picked up the Xuan Tian Treasure Record and copied it line by line, following its contents and requirements, ensuring there were no mistakes in the process.

In less than a quarter of an hour, many medicinal herbs were thrown into the bronze cauldron for refining medicine.

Driven by soul power, the Soul Guidance Alchemy Cauldron quickly began to operate. After about half an hour, the herbs inside the cauldron began to react.

Faint purple smoke was constantly billowing out from the gap in the semi-closed lid of the alchemy cauldron.

The purple smoke emanating from the bronze cauldron lingered above it, swaying slightly.

Although she didn't know what was going on, Bai Yuan felt a strange sense of joy as she watched the wisps of purple smoke rising.

As a pharmacologist, she spent her life searching for the most poisonous herbs and organisms in the world, wasting decades of her life, and she had already lost hope in it all.

But fate had sent a girl with extreme poison to her with countless poisonous plants. If she said it wasn't destiny, she wouldn't believe it herself.

"Aren't you eager to try it out? Come on, now you take control of the soul power output."

Seeing Bai Yuan's eager expression, Qian Lingyun chuckled and impatiently handed over this tiring task.

And so, with each person taking turns for an hour, a day passed.

Qian Lingyun's expression was more solemn than ever before, her eyes fixed on the bronze cauldron and the purple smoke rising from it.

As time went by, the purple smoke on the bronze tripod became increasingly thin.

At the same time, the color of the smoke changed just as described in the book, first from purple to white, and then from white to black, seemingly undergoing a strange process.

During this process, Qian Lingyun opened the cauldron three times, putting in the Bloodstained Heavenly Net Flower, the Azure Phosphorus Nine Absolute Flower, and fragments of her own Death Scythe.

After the Death Scythe fragments were added, even the black smoke above the furnace disappeared, leaving only the furnace trembling violently.

The refining process was extremely long. By the afternoon of the second day, when the tremors of the furnace had completely disappeared, Qian Lingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief and said wearily, "It's done."

"Really? We succeeded?" Bai Yuan jumped up from the ground, her voice overflowing with uncontrollable excitement.

Her decades-long dream has been indirectly fulfilled, and she now seems decades younger.

"By the way, Holy Maiden, what exactly is this Yama's Decree we've crafted?" Bai Yuan asked, as if she had just remembered something.

"A 'Death warrant' is definitely a good thing to give to someone who's going to meet the King of Hell!"

As she spoke, Qian Lingyun carefully lifted the lid of the furnace, used her soul power to support the mold, and took out the entire inner pot.

Then, he took out a small jade box that he had prepared in advance from the storage soul tool and poured two of the three black fragments of different sizes into it.

"This is a powerful item capable of killing a Title Douluo. Did I save a piece for you?"

Bai Yuan didn't have Qian Lingyun's domineering poison immunity; she just nervously activated her attribute-isolation soul guide and peered into the mold's inner liner.

The original bronze-colored inner liner was now covered with dried marks, and I wasn't mistaken; those were probably remnants of the dried medicine.

In the very center of the inner lining lay a small, black, dull fragment, only two inches long and a finger's width.

These black fragments are none other than fragments of the Death Scythe that have been condensed after completely absorbing the essence of other poisons.

Once it enters the human body, the fragment containing the Snow Swan Kiss property will immediately trigger the rapid growth of other toxins.

By then, it will truly be beyond saving, beyond even the gods' ability to save them.

There were three specially made Yama's Decree in total. Qian Lingyun gave one to Bai Yuan as a form of bribery. She believed that she would definitely be able to use Bai Yuan's talents in pharmacology and anatomy.

"Such a good thing, and you just gave it to me so easily!" Bai Yuan took the inner liner of the furnace, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Qian Lingyun, her voice trembling.

"Holy Maiden, rest assured, I will fully support you at tomorrow's meeting, even if the entire church stands against you, I will follow you!"

"..."

For some reason, the words, though so sincere, sounded so awkward. Qian Lingyun felt as if she had dug out a three-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen, and one-bathroom house from her shoes.

(End of this chapter)