Martial Saint with Passives

After returning to the Sect, Jiang Che immediately began preparing for the upcoming trip to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Poisons.

He first went to the Treasure Medicine Pavilion within the Sect to purchase some Elixir Pills.

This journey was perilous, and he might have to face powerful, unknown Black Beasts.

If forced, he might need to use that incredibly powerful move—the fifteen-fold strike shot from the Star-Chasing Bow.

This one strike would consume over ninety percent of his body’s Strength, so he had to prepare some Elixir Pills that could quickly restore his Strength in case of an emergency.

Besides, the Abyss of Ten Thousand Poisons was sure to be filled with many poisonous creatures, miasmas, and the like.

Although he could use his Black Armor Transformation to neutralize poisons, it wouldn’t be convenient to transform while teamed up with others, so he still needed some Antitoxic Pills.

Inside the Treasure Medicine Pavilion, the fragrance of elixirs lingered in the air. Rows of purple sandalwood shelves were filled with all sorts of Jade Bottles.

The Elder in charge, seeing it was the newly promoted Chief Disciple, was quite amicable.

Jiang Che spent a considerable sum of gold notes to purchase several bottles of a potent Qi Recovery Pill called ”Divine Crane Pill.”

The Medicinal Power of this pill was tyrannical; it melted in the mouth and turned into a scorching torrent, able to rapidly replenish consumed Strength in a short time.

Although it caused some minor damage to the meridians, it could be life-saving at a critical moment.

Besides, this damage could be healed with a few days of recuperation and wasn’t a major issue.

Afterward, Jiang Che went down the mountain again and arrived at the Linlang Pavilion outside the Sect, a place he had visited before.

”Well, if it isn’t Chief Jiang! What a rare honor!” The moment the Shopkeeper saw Jiang Che, he rushed over with a beaming smile, his attitude a hundred times more enthusiastic than the last time, and ordered an assistant to serve a pot of fine tea.

”Shopkeeper, I’d like to buy a Storage Bag,” Jiang Che said, getting straight to the point.

”Right away! What size are you looking for?”

Jiang Che thought for a moment and said, ”About a barrel’s worth of space. The key is that it must be extremely durable—waterproof, fireproof, and most importantly, able to hold Highly Poisonous items without leaking.”

He planned to collect more poisonous herbs and creatures on this trip, which might be useful for his training later. But these Highly Poisonous items were highly corrosive, and ordinary Storage Bags couldn’t contain them at all.

Hearing this, the Shopkeeper’s eyes lit up, and he gave a mysterious smile. ”Chief Jiang, you’ve come to the right place! Ordinary Storage Bags really won’t do, but we happen to have a treasure made specifically for this purpose!”

He turned and went into the back room, returning a moment later carefully holding a box made of some unknown Black Jade.

After opening it, a folded bag lay inside. It was stitched entirely from some kind of dark gray Flood Dragon Hide and felt cool and supple to the touch.

The Shopkeeper proudly introduced it: ”This item is called the ’Poisonous Flood Dragon Bag.’ It’s made from the tanned hide of a Poisonous Flood Dragon at the Peak of the Refining Organ Realm. It can seal off all poisonous gas, is impervious to water and fire, and is incredibly tenacious. Even a Treasure Artifact would find it difficult to damage in the slightest! The poisonous herbs and creatures you want to store won’t leak a single trace of toxicity even after a hundred years!”

”This is it!” Jiang Che was overjoyed. ’This is practically tailor-made for me!’

After a round of haggling, Jiang Che once again spent a large amount of gold notes and finally secured the ”Poisonous Flood Dragon Bag.”

However, as the current Chief Disciple, his stipend was generous. Coupled with his frequent ”accidental” windfalls, he wasn’t short on gold notes, so it wasn’t much of a financial strain.

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「Three days later.」

At dawn, in Wangjiang Pavilion east of the city.

The morning mist had not yet dispersed. When Jiang Che arrived, Chen Jiayu and the other three were already waiting in the pavilion.

Everyone was fully equipped and in high spirits, clearly well-prepared for the expedition.

Chen Jiayu was, as usual, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, holding a folding fan, looking suave and elegant.

Lin Qingyun stood silently by a pavilion pillar, cradling his sword, seeming to blend in with the surrounding morning mist.

Qing Ling had his Silver Spear wrapped in cloth strips and strapped to his back, exuding a sharp, unapproachable aura.

”Junior Brother Jiang, you’re finally here!” Xiao Qingge, still as bold as ever, was dressed in a fiery red martial arts outfit.

She tossed a wineskin to him. ”Perfect timing. Have a drink and warm yourself up! This damn weather is freezing!”

Jiang Che caught it and, without any ceremony, tilted his head back and took a large swig.

The strong liquor went down his throat, turning into a warm current that instantly dispelled the morning chill.

”Let’s go. We can talk on the way.” Seeing that everyone had arrived, Chen Jiayu was the first to set off.

The group wasted no more time and immediately set out.

Along the way, the five of them used Qinggong to race onward.

Xiao Qingge and Qing Ling seemed to be natural rivals, bickering the entire way.

”Hey, you big, stern-faced lug. Your Spear Technique is fierce enough, but your brain’s a bit slow. Don’t go stumbling headfirst into a Black Beast’s den,” Xiao Qingge teased Qing Ling beside her, her toes tapping lightly on the ground as she moved.

Qing Ling’s face darkened, and he muttered, ”Still better than someone who fights like they’re in an opera, giving everyone a headache with all the noise.”

He was clearly referring to Xiao Qingge’s Sound Wave Technique.

”What did you say?!” Xiao Qingge’s willow-leaf brows shot up.

Seeing the two were about to start fighting again, Chen Jiayu quickly played peacemaker. ”Alright, alright, you two. We haven’t even entered the Abyss of Ten Thousand Poisons, and our own people are about to come to blows. Save some energy for the beasts inside.”

Lin Qingyun, however, remained silent the whole time. He would only occasionally glance at the bickering pair, a faint, unnoticeable smile sometimes appearing on his cold face.

Jiang Che, meanwhile, discreetly observed everyone, silently assessing them.

’Although they all have different personalities, they are all proud individuals, and their strength is indeed formidable.’

Having them along for the journey definitely made it much safer.

In just half a day, they arrived at the ancient mountain range on the border of Cangzhou and Taizhou.

Looking from afar, a vast valley ahead was shrouded in a thick, un-dissipating, and eerily gray-green miasma. The trees within were faint and indistinct, exuding an aura of foreboding and deathly silence.