BTTH : Emperor Yang

Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Obtained, Decision Made

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”The Woeful Poison Body... an extremely peculiar and terrifying special constitution, naturally infused with lethal poison...”

”When the Poison Body erupts, all life within a thousand miles perishes. Simultaneously, the host of the Poison Body will suffer from the ten thousand poison devouring and die in agony. There is no cure—an unfortunate and tragic fate...”

”However, in all things, there exists a sliver of hope. If fate permits, there is a way to control the Poison Body completely, allowing the poison within to be manipulated at will.”

”This method is known as the Poison Pill Method. It involves gathering all the latent toxins within the body and condensing them... until they form a single Poison Pill. Once the Poison Pill is successfully created, the Woeful Poison Body will transform into a truly fearsome constitution, destined for greatness in the future!”

”Refining the Poison Pill requires three crucial ingredients.”

”First, three types of Heavenly Flames. Second, the magic core of a Rank 7 Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast. Third, the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva. Using a special technique, these elements must be fused to form the Poison Pill...”

Wei Yang carefully studied the content, engraving each word into his memory.

With this method, Xian’er will be safe.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but find something peculiar—this Poison Pill Method seemed oddly similar to the process of forming a Golden Core in Daoist Cultivation.

After a moment, Wei Yang closed the scroll, shut his eyes, and silently recited everything he had memorized in his mind. Once he confirmed that he had recorded it perfectly, he opened his eyes.

He gently returned the floating scroll to Yao Lao and cupped his hands. ”Many thanks, Senior.”

Yao Lao casually stored the scroll away, stroking his beard as he said indifferently, ”We merely took what we each needed.”

Wei Yang nodded, choosing not to say anything more.

With his objective achieved, he finally let out a breath of relief.

Now, all that was left was to gather the necessary materials. As long as he could help Xian’er successfully condense the Poison Pill, she would at the very least reach the Dou Sheng realm in the future!

To walk the path of cultivation with a companion, supporting each other along the way—what greater fortune could there be?

Why do some people drift apart as they grow?

Some take different paths, while others simply can’t keep up with each other’s steps—whether it’s you, or them...

Now that his matter was settled, Wei Yang stepped aside and gestured toward Xiao Yan and Yao Lao.

It’s your turn to put on a show.

Xiao Yan stretched his body lightly, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief, as if the heavy mountain pressing on his heart had finally been lifted.

He exhaled deeply and looked at Yao Lao. ”Senior Yao Lao, I don’t know why you appeared inside my mother’s relic, but if you still intend to reside within my ring and continue absorbing my Dou Qi to sustain yourself...”

”If that’s the case, I suggest you find another host—I can’t afford to keep you.”

As he spoke, he even threw a glance at Wei Yang, subtly suggesting, I think Master Wei could meet your needs.

Wei Yang glanced at Xiao Yan.

Are you serious, kid?

If I really take Yao Lao away, don’t come crying later.

With your mere Third Stage Dou Zhi Qi cultivation at fifteen years old, without Yao Lao’s guidance, how do you plan to challenge the Yun Lan Sect in three years? Headbutt your way in?

Of course, even if Wei Yang were willing, Yao Lao probably wouldn’t agree to leave with him.

With that thought, Wei Yang curiously turned to observe Yao Lao.

Maybe... just maybe, he could pick up a free treasure? If Yao Lao really decided to follow him...

Well.

That’d be something.

At this moment, Yao Lao couldn’t help but hesitate once more.

There was no question—between Xiao Yan and Wei Yang, the latter had overwhelmingly better conditions.

But in the end, Yao Lao clenched his teeth, steeled his resolve, and discarded all tempting thoughts.

His gaze landed on Xiao Yan, who was feigning indifference but had a trace of unease hidden deep in his eyes. Then, he looked at Wei Yang, who watched with curiosity.

”Heh, you two little brats.”

Finally, Yao Lao settled his eyes on Xiao Yan and chuckled while stroking his beard. ”Little Xiao Yan, now that I have fully awakened, I naturally won’t continue absorbing your Dou Qi. At the very least... not without your permission.”

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and scoffed, remaining silent.

However, deep down, he couldn’t suppress the surge of excitement and relief flooding his heart.

”Tsk.” Wei Yang shook his head lightly at the sight of Yao Lao’s choice. Without hesitation, he turned around and left. ”I’m off. You two take your time chatting.”

”Master Wei...” Xiao Yan opened his mouth as if to say something but hesitated.

Without looking back, Wei Yang waved his hand casually. ”Now that things are settled, it’s time for me to go. I’ll return in half a year.”

After a brief pause, he added, ”Brother Xiao Yan, if you don’t mind, just call me Brother Wei from now on. I once saw you as my goal, but now, our positions have switched—I have far surpassed you.

You must work hard and catch up quickly. I look forward to the day when we can fight side by side, climb to the peak together, and drink to our success at the summit.”

”In this world, there aren’t many people I recognize as true friends... you are one of them.”

With those words, Wei Yang’s carefree figure gradually disappeared into the forest, his voice lingering in the air.

”Wei... Brother Wei.” Xiao Yan stared in the direction of Wei Yang’s departure, his emotions complex as he murmured softly.

At this moment, he truly acknowledged this man as a friend.

”My talent has already returned!” Xiao Yan clenched his fists, the corners of his lips curling into a determined smile. ”Brother Wei, just wait. I’ll definitely catch up to you! Fighting side by side, climbing to the peak, drinking at the summit... I look forward to that day!”

”Haha, that Brat Wei has quite a solid temperament,” Yao Lao stroked his beard and smiled as he observed.

However, all geniuses carry their own pride.

Truth be told, Yao Lao himself was torn.

He had been in slumber for nearly two decades without finding a single suitable successor.

Yet now, two extraordinary ones appeared before him at the same time.

If not for Xiao Yan having the first-mover advantage, Yao Lao would have chosen Wei Yang without hesitation.

Such is fate...

Yao Lao sighed, shaking his head, before looking at Xiao Yan again. ”Enough staring. That guy is already at the peak of Dou Ling, while you’re only at Third Stage Dou Zhi Qi. If you want to catch up, you have a long way to go.”

Xiao Yan’s expression instantly darkened.

”You have the nerve to say that? If you hadn’t been leeching my Dou Qi for three years, would I be in this pathetic state?! You damn old bastard!”

Yao Lao chuckled. ”So, do you want to become an alchemist?”

”...Huh? What? An alchemist?!”

”If you want to learn, then apprentice yourself to me.”

The conversation between the old man and the young boy drifted away with the wind atop the mountain peak.

Walking along a forested path, Wei Yang casually plucked a leaf, staring at it with an indescribable mix of emotions.

There was regret, perhaps a slight sense of loss... but ultimately, more than anything, a feeling of freedom.

He chuckled softly and let the leaf slip from his fingers.

He never had high hopes for this in the first place—so how could he feel disappointed?

Thinking about Xiao Yan’s behavior just now, Wei Yang couldn’t help but click his tongue with a smirk.

That kid acts clueless on the surface, but he’s as cunning as they come.

Was Xiao Yan stupid?

Of course not.

After listening to the conversation between Wei Yang and Yao Lao, he must have realized many things.

Most importantly, Yao Lao’s presence was an opportunity.

An opportunity to change his fate.

He was already fifteen.

At only Third Stage Dou Zhi Qi, even with his talent restored—so what?

He only had one year left before his coming-of-age ceremony.

And according to the Xiao Clan’s tradition, if a clan member didn’t reach Seventh Stage Dou Zhi Qi by adulthood, they would be exiled—sent away to manage the clan’s businesses in distant lands.

That was essentially a death sentence for his future as a cultivator.

And in just one short year, could he truly go from Third Stage Dou Zhi Qi to Seventh Stage on his own?

Absolutely impossible.

There were no shortcuts at the Dou Zhi Qi level.

At this stage, a cultivator’s meridians were still fragile, unable to withstand potent medicinal power.

Recklessly using elixirs would likely result in crippled meridians—or worse, death.

Moreover, this phase was all about laying a solid foundation—the worst thing one could do was rush the process.

Yet today, in a moment of hot-blooded recklessness, he had agreed to the Three-Year Agreement with Nalan Yanran.

Right now, Nalan Yanran was already a three-star Dou Zhe.

With her talent—and with the full support of the Yun Lan Sect’s resources—three years from now...

What would he have to face her?

Would he walk into Yun Lan Sect just to be humiliated again?

Or would he simply end his life to avoid the shame?

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