Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

"Are you...calling me?"

The woman was Yueluo, the head of the 32nd Pavilion of the Music Academy. Baili Dongjun clearly saw tears in Yueluo's eyes.

"Who are you to Gu Chen? Why do you want to hang a pot of wine on the Immortal Pointing Platform?"

Baili Dongjun was startled and blurted out:

"Confucian Immortal Gu Chen is my master. Sister, do you know my master?"

Yueluo was so amused by his word "sister" that she burst into laughter:

"Impolite little disciple! What sister? According to seniority, you should respectfully address me as Master's Wife!"

Baili Dongjun was shocked and said:

"Master...Master's wife? But I have never heard Master mention you!"

Yueluo lowered her head, wiped away her tears, and said with a smile:

“Don’t worry about this. What’s your name? Why did Gu Chen ask you to hang a pot of wine here?”

Baili Dongjun had no choice but to respond obediently:

"I am Baili Dongjun! I am here to fulfill my master's long-cherished wish. I came here to fulfill my master's dying wish!"

"Baili Dongjun? What is your relationship with Baili Luochen?"

When Yue Luo heard the surname "Bai Li", his face suddenly changed.

Baili Dongjun was somewhat puzzled:

"It's my grandfather. Why are you asking this, senior?"

Yueluo was somewhat confused and murmured:

"Gu Chen, ah Gu Chen, why do you want to accept the grandson of your great enemy as your apprentice? Sigh..."

Baili Dongjun understood everything after hearing her say this, so he told her everything about Gu Chen's intention to live in seclusion in Qiandong City.

Yue Luo was relieved. After pondering for a moment, he took out a beautifully embroidered sachet from his bosom and handed it to Baili Dongjun:

"So that's how it is. This is the first time we met, and Master's Wife didn't have anything to give you. This is the healing elixir that your Master gave me back then."

"When you and Mr. Li go out to explore the world, maybe you can use it, so just carry it with you!"

Baili Dongjun stared blankly at the sachet in Yueluo's hand. Both sides of the sachet were embroidered with the phoenix, the totem of Western Chu, in gold thread, which showed that it was undoubtedly a gift from the Confucian Immortal Guchen.

"This... is so valuable, how can Dongjun accept it? Just let it stay on you forever!"

Baili Dongjun thought of the person he saw, and thought that this person must be the master's beloved back then, so he said

Yueluo stuffed it into Baili Dongjun's hand:

"Be obedient and take it! Baili Dongjun... I have something to say."

Baili Dongjun had no choice but to accept it: "Senior, please speak!"

Yue Luo's eyes moved, and he took a deep look at Baili Dongjun's face and said:

"Can you call me... Master's Wife?"

Baili Dongjun looked at Yueluo who was still deeply in love with the Confucian Immortal Guchen, and could not bear to refuse him, so he bowed deeply:

"Gu Chen's disciple Baili Dongjun greets his master's wife!"

Baili Dongjun's words "Master's Wife" made Yueluo's eyes well up with tears again, and even the white veil covering her face was wet with tears.

Just as Baili Dongjun stood up, the moon that was just in front of him had quietly left.

……

Lingnan, the poison room in the back hall of the Wen family

"Uncle, how can the toxicity of these hourglass ladies (a kind of extremely poisonous spider) be able to defeat those beasts from the Tang Sect? No!"

"Uncle, why has the taste of the bloody throat become so bland? No!"

"Uncle, how can you treat things like the Kui Scorpion and the Ghost-faced Wolf Spider, which are used to fool children, as treasures? No!"

"Oh my... Why is the poison of the bamboo sea's bamboo green snake so weak that it won't bite me on its own initiative? Could it be that they have followed the Confucian Immortal and abandoned evil and turned to good?"

……

Wen Hujiu and Wen Buping stood side by side behind Wen Yanzhao, looking speechless.

Just watch this little bastard throw those poisonous insects and weeds that ordinary people are afraid of everywhere!

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"It's really disappointing that our Wen family, which is unrivaled in the world, has nothing useful left!"

Wen Yanzhao turned around, with half of the spider leg he had just eaten hanging in his mouth.

Wen Hujiu and Wen Buping wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads at the same time and looked at each other.

Wen Yanzhao wiped his mouth and spread his hands:

"Look, none of you are decent. You two asked me to come here to make the drugs, and now none of you are doing your job well!"

"That's enough drug making for today. I'm going to go play with Grandpa!"

Wen Hujiu held Wen Yanzhao down and said teasingly:

"Well, you little brat, now that you've grown stronger and have a higher level of cultivation, you don't care about the things of our Wen family, right?"

"When I was a kid, I loved these things more than rocking cars and candied haws!"

Wen Yanzhao curled his lips:

"Didn't you say that the Tang Sect has developed very well in recent years, with the two greatest talents of darkness and poison, and that Tang Lianyue is about to surpass you, my uncle?"

"If these things were in someone else's possession, they would indeed be the most poisonous substance in the world, but if you ask me to taste the poison, I can only tell you the truth."

Wen Buping pulled over the warm pot of wine and mixed it:

"Third brother, Zhao'er is right. What kind of skills does he have? We two brothers definitely can't catch up with him."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Wen Yanzhao:

"Zhao'er, you were really impressive when you came back a few days ago and took out those poisons, but...your uncle and I are not 100% sure that we can control the toxicity."

"If we use the top-grade peacock gallbladder, crazy ointment or something like that that you gave us at the poison testing meeting..."

"To be honest, I am a little worried."

Wen Yanzhao stretched his neck and asked:

"Uncle, what are you worried about?"

Wenhujiu rolled his eyes and said:

"We are going to compete, not to massacre. With the things you gave us, we may be able to wipe out all those guys participating in the poison testing conference!"

"You are immune to all poisons, but they are just mortals!"

Wen Yanzhao suddenly realized that his current cultivation of half a step into the divine world, coupled with the Yonghe poison refined by Juding Duyin, was already invincible.

If it were really used at the poison testing conference, it would be just like what Wen Hujiu said, and the entire Tang Sect would be wiped out.

Wen Yanzhao sat down on the table, holding his chin and thinking for a while:

"How about...you still use the original recipe, Second Uncle prepares the poison, Young Uncle uses the poison, and I'll back you up?"

Wen Hujiu rolled his eyes, glanced at Wen Buping and smiled knowingly:

"It's done! It's settled!"

Before Wen Yanzhao could express his opinion, Wen Hujiu pulled Wen Buping out of the poison room:

"With this kid, what's the point of making poison? What the hell kind of poison is that? Come on, come and have a drink with me!"

Seeing that his uncle only cared about eating and not being beaten, Wen Yanzhao had no choice but to take out the remaining gold from his pocket and stuff it into the storage space.

I secretly swore in my heart that I would never give Wenhujiu any pocket money again in this life.

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(PS: I have recently adjusted my work and have been dealing with the social security of thousands of people all day. I am really exhausted! I can only write at night!)

(I hope all the readers will bear with me! (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～Good night Mina-san!)

Chapter 146: The past cannot be retrieved, and the shocking news of warming a pot of wine.

The Wen family compound suddenly became much quieter without the lively treasure of Wenhujiu.

When the two uncles pushed and shoved each other out of the door, Wen Yanzhao stepped into the main hall where his grandfather Wen Lin was.

Wen Lin, who is over 70 years old, is half-bending.

Holding a crystal-polished magnifying glass in his hand, he carefully examined the tiny words on a scripture.

In addition to the densely packed Chinese characters, there are also some strangely shaped symbols that seem to be foreign characters.

Wen Lin frowned. He had just turned halfway when he heard someone come in uninvited at the door. Without even raising his head, he shouted:

"Zhao'er, come quickly! Help grandpa look at the various combinations of drugs in this poison book. I always feel that..."

"Your uncle's praise for the combinations and prescriptions in this poison book is a bit exaggerated!"

The reason why Wen Lin knew it was his grandson without even looking up was because Wen Yanzhao was the only one who could enter Wen Lin's room without asking.

Wen Yanzhao came to Wen Lin's side upon hearing the sound, followed his hand and looked at the Poison Scripture.

"Grandpa, why does this Poison Scripture look so unfamiliar? This is not the one passed down from our Wen family!"

Wen Lin put down the magnifying glass, rubbed Wen Yanzhao's hair and said with a smile:

"It's indeed not our ancestral inheritance. This is what your uncle gave me on the day he received the visiting card!"

"He asked me to check it out for him and see if there is anything that our Wen family can learn from it."

Wen Yanzhao was a little confused. He picked up the poison scripture and started reading:

"Grandpa... the poison ingredients and methods of refining poisons in this poison book seem to be what the Five Poison Sect in southern Guizhou and western Yunnan usually use."