Alchemy Master

Chapter 956, Fighting Poison with Poison

Translator: Silavin

Advancing along a straight route, in just over an hour’s time, the clamorous sounds from behind gradually disappeared entirely. Similarly, the expressions of everyone in the group gradually became grave and vigilant.

Within the hundred kilometre swamp, poisonous creatures were innumerable, and amongst them were quite a few extremely powerful existences. During this time, they had witnessed many Peak Stage Martial Emperors and even Martial Ancestors being forcibly dragged into the black swamp beneath their feet, vanishing without a trace as if nothing had happened at all.

These scenes terrified everyone.

Meanwhile, Mu Enxiong marked those locations on his map, and the group carefully avoided them, taking detours.

No one knew what was hidden beneath this swamp.

Unknown things were often the most terrifying.

Fei Yunxiao’s group walked at the very front, their hearts in their throats with almost every step.

*Thud.*

Suddenly, a Martial Ancestor walking in the middle collapsed to the ground without any warning. His body convulsed twice, then instantly fell silent.

This immediately startled everyone, who quickly scattered and stared in terror at the corpse.

“What happened?”

The commotion at the front attracted Mu Enxiong and the others’ attention. After learning the situation, Mu Enxiong furrowed his brow.

Without any reason, someone collapsed and died on the spot. This made everyone hesitant to proceed forward.

“Let me take a look.” Qin Yichen walked over.

“Little Brother… I mean, Sacred Master Candidate Qin, don’t get close.” Mu Enxiong cautioned, somewhat worried he might come to harm.

“No worries.” Qin Yichen approached and examined the corpse.

The man lay on the ground, with no apparent injuries on his body and no blood flowing. This indicated it was not an external wound. He did not die from any attack.

However, Qin Yichen noticed that the man’s face had turned black, especially around the mouth and nose where the colour was very dark.

“Could it be… the miasma?” Qin Yichen raised his head, looking at the layer of miasma shrouding the entire swampland’s sky, his brow slightly furrowed.

The miasma was like mist, enveloping the entire swampland. Viewed from the ground, it resembled dark clouds, invisibly creating a heavy, oppressive feeling.

The miasma was poisonous, but Qin Yichen had not anticipated that even Martial Ancestors could not resist the miasma’s poison.

“Brother Qin, how is it?” Mu Yanfeng walked over, coming to his side and asking.

“It should be the miasma’s poison.” Qin Yichen turned around and said, “I need to refine some Pills.”

“Someone, bring all those spirit medicines over for Sacred Master Candidate Qin…” Mu Enxiong called out.

Before entering, they had naturally made preparations, collecting many spirit medicines and Pills to resist the miasma’s poison.

“No need.” However, Qin Yichen stopped him. “This swamp’s miasma is extraordinary. Pills refined from those spirit medicines may not be useful.”

Having said this, he lowered his head, scanning the shrubs as if searching for something.

Everyone found his actions puzzling.

In this swampland where poisonous creatures ran rampant and poisonous insects and poisonous herbs were everywhere, how could there be any spirit medicines for refining Pills?

“Found it.” In a patch of thorns, Qin Yichen spotted a small herb that was entirely pitch-black, and his eyes immediately lit up.

This black herb bore small flowers. However, the petals and stamens were all black, with black energy swirling around them. Even from some distance away, one could smell an extremely pungent odour.

Qin Yichen’s nostrils moved slightly as he sniffed the pungent strange smell. “This is it.”

However, just as he was about to pluck it, Mu Enxiong loudly called out to stop him. “Sacred Master Candidate Qin, be careful! That’s Absolute Death Grass. You mustn’t touch it!”

“I know.” While answering, Qin Yichen scraped off the Absolute Death Grass’s stamens and placed them in a jade box.

This Absolute Death Grass was a highly poisonous object. Forget touching it, even smelling its strange odour could make one dizzy and disoriented. Its stamens were undoubtedly the core source of the strange smell. In other words, the most poisonous part of the Absolute Death Grass.

“Without this thing, I’m afraid we won’t be able to reach Prison Dragon Slope.” He waved the jade box in his hand at those who were desperate to avoid it, a faint smile curving at the corner of his mouth.

Without a doubt, whether it was the miasma shrouding the swampland’s sky or this Absolute Death Grass, both were highly poisonous objects. Either one would kill ordinary people on contact. However, Qin Yichen knew that in this world, the only thing that could neutralise this miasma’s poison was probably the stamens of the most poisonous Absolute Death Grass growing in this swampland.

Qin Yichen paid them no heed and continued searching for various highly poisonous objects. He even caught scorpions, squeezed out their venom, and collected it in bottles.

“This should be about enough.” After finding more than a dozen different poisonous insects and poisonous herbs, Qin Yichen brought out all these highly poisonous objects.

Then, his Spiritual Energy spread out. Without using the Small Pill Furnace, he refined Pills on the spot.

Right there in the swampland, everyone witnessed his miraculous Alchemy abilities for the first time.

Without the aid of a Pill furnace, those highly poisonous objects actually began to melt. Then, following his palms that moved through empty air, they slowly and methodically fused into Pills.

“This is too incredible!” Mu Xiuyong cried out, his eyes filled with shock.

Highly poisonous objects were what Alchemists were most unwilling to handle.

Alchemists were inherently physically weak, making them even more vulnerable to toxins. Yet Qin Yichen had precisely used his Spiritual Energy to isolate all the poison.

This required extremely advanced Spiritual Energy mastery.

“Fourth Uncle, watch him refine those Pills carefully. You might gain some unexpected insights.” Mu Yanfeng reminded him.

Within the Sacred Land, he had heard that even Dan Xuanzi sought Qin Yichen’s guidance on Alchemy matters. Being able to watch him refine Pills would undoubtedly benefit any Alchemist greatly.

After this reminder, Mu Xiuyong suppressed the shock in his heart and observed Qin Yichen’s every move, as if wanting to imprint each action in his mind.

Qin Yichen refined Pills twice in succession, producing over fifty Pills in total.

The Pills were black, emitting black Pill energy with an extremely unpleasant, pungent odour.

“Junior Brother Qin, can these Pills really be eaten?” Looking at the Pills Qin Yichen handed over, Mu Yanfeng’s mouth twitched.

Eating these Pills would surely kill someone, wouldn’t it?!

“Of course they can’t be eaten.” Qin Yichen stated matter-of-factly. Then, taking out a small cloth pouch, he placed a Pill inside and tied it around Feng Qianxue’s waist. “Just carry it on you, and it will suppress the miasma’s poison.”

“Oh…” Hearing this, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They had thought they would have to swallow the Pills, and had been anxious for quite some time.

After Wang Zhouzi’s incident, everyone trusted Qin Yichen greatly. Shortly after, each person carried a Pill on their body and continued forward.