Chapter 606: Xinran Zhanglao: Senior Brother, still not waking up?

Xinran Zhanglao glared at Lingjian Zhenren before her, giving him no respect.

She does not acknowledge the identity of the person before her; her senior brother would never be so ruthless toward her.

"Junior sister Xinran, it seems you are truly stubborn; I am your senior brother, and he and I are one."

"I am him, he is I; what difference is there?"

"Now I am the Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect, and you, Xinran Zhanglao, are merely my prisoner; no one can save you, and no one will come."

Lingjian Zhenren spoke coldly; regarding this stubborn junior sister, he valued her highly and could not kill her.

He could only torment her, gradually breaking her, so that… she would die.

The soul within his body barred him from killing, so he resorted to this scheme.

Convincing this junior sister to bow and become his junior sister would cause the soul inside his body to fall into utter despair, thereby… lose hope and dissipate; then he could fully control his body and no longer be burdened by it.

Xinran Zhanglao's existence is not a bad thing; on the contrary, it is a good thing.

"Your pitiful disciple has descended, going to Longshe Shan."

Lingjian Daoist narrated slowly: "After your incident, she immediately descended; under Ming Jianzi's protection, she successfully reached Longshe Shan. Many days have passed, yet Chen Chuyang has not been seen ascending the mountain."

"Your… hope, the person you favored, in the end, didn't come either."

"So, junior sister, don't you understand? The only one who can save you now is yourself. If you bow, stop opposing your senior brother, and wholeheartedly assist him, your senior brother promises that in the future he will surely bring you safely to Tianwai."

"Then, when the time comes, you and I, senior brother and junior sister, will join forces again to conquer Tianwai; wouldn't that be better?"

Xinran Zhanglao heard this and sneered, "Just you?"

"Hehehe, a person who merely relies on my senior brother's body, are they even worthy of going to Tianwai?"

"Conquer Tianwai? Hehehe, that's laughable; someone like you even makes me fear and dread you. If you go to Tianwai, you'd be less than an ant."

A person without confidence is the same wherever they go.

That's all there is for this life.

He can have his current status only by relying on his senior brother; it's simply because he is a Tianwai person, bullying the small with the great.

If it were in this world, he would be nothing at all.

Xinran Zhanglao never gave him a straight look; or rather, in her mind, the person before her is a waste, a failure.

Unable to live in Tianwai, he can only come to this world to wreak havoc.

Such a person is merely a typical failure.

"You…"

Lingjian Zhenren glared at Xinran Zhanglao, and the defensive line within his heart broke.

At this moment, his guard was broken.

"Slap."

A palm swung over, striking Xinran Zhanglao's beautiful face without any mercy or pity.

Blood welled from Xinran Zhanglao's mouth corner, yet she refused to bow.

"Got me, didn't you? A trash that cannot survive in Tianwai, descending here, trying to gain some dignity and confidence from us, hehe."

"That's all you're good for, you dog thing."

Lingjian Zhenren stepped forward, drew his sword, intending to kill him.

His body trembled, preventing him from striking.

Lingjian Zhenren's expression changed several times, and finally he lowered his sword.

He admitted that his guard was broken.

"Hmph, it seems you haven't reflected enough, my good junior sister; soon you will regret it."

"When senior brother brings your disciple back, then, humph."

Lingjian Zhenren turned and left; this woman was obstinately stubborn, refusing to bow.

Getting her to bow is not easy.

Her disciple Chen Churan is one of her soft spots; catching her might perhaps…

However, Chen Churan is in Longshe Shan, not in the Spirit Sword Sect.

Inside the cave.

Xinran Zhanglao spat out a mouthful of blood, and her complexion turned pale.

"Cough cough cough."

She coughed violently several times, and after spitting a mouthful of blood.

Only then did her coughing cease.

She stared coldly at the doorway, her eyes filled with chill.

"Churan descended; she is clever, staying in Longshe Shan, her safety is not a problem."

"This dog thing trying to bring back Churan is not easy."

"Chen Chuyang, do not ascend the mountain."

"At least, not now."

She can still persist.

Climbing the mountain at this time is a death sentence.

Chen Chuyang is clever, not doing anything without certainty; regarding this, Xinran Zhanglao feels very reassured.

As for her, wanting to leave this place is unlikely.

"The thousand-year cold iron, together with the Formation that seals true qi, he will not let me cultivate with."

"Not even a bit of true qi can condense here; there is also no spiritual energy."

"Truly impressive, giving no chance at all."

All her belongings were taken by her senior brother.

Nothing was left.

She had no options and could only wait.

「Hiss. 」

A cold blast struck, and Elder Xinran couldn't help but gasp.

It was very cold, very painful.

Her face clenched, yet she still did not cry out in pain.

She clenched her teeth, her whole body trembling, yet she still did not loosen her bite.

Half a month passed.

On Longshe Shan, everything was ordinary.

Above and below the mountain, it was all the same.

The death of the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King caused a great commotion, and it was quickly Protector.

On Mu Longhao's side, he was being hunted and failed to cause a major disturbance.

Inside the room, Chen Chuyang looked at the Alchemy Furnace before him and reached out.

He opened the lid of the Alchemy Furnace; several pills appeared inside. He scooped them up, and the pills entered his palm, emitting a faint poisonous aura.

It was not a medicinal fragrance, but the smell of poison.

The jet-black pill contained powerful poison.

Just looking at the pill's surface, pitch black, one could tell this pill was not ordinary.

「The pill refined from the blood of the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King, an upgraded version of the Dragon Blood Pill, the Ten Thousand Poison Dragon Blood Pill—its effects seem strong. 」

After checking, Chen Chuyang got a general idea.

「The Ten Thousand Poison Dragon Blood Pill is stronger than the upgraded Dragon Blood Pill; moreover, this pill differs from the previous Dragon Blood Pill, as the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's blood contains poison that cannot be washed away, only……neutralized. Even after putting in so many spiritual herbs, it cannot be completely cleared. 」

「However, this pill has been successfully refined. 」

We need to find someone to test it, to confirm the toxin.

Chen Chuyang stared at the Ten Thousand Poison Dragon Blood Pill, thought it over, and realized no one could withstand this poison.

Helpless, he could only try it himself.

The pill entered his belly; Chen Chuyang began to gather the other pills, embracing his dantian, and started cultivating.

The Hunyuan Dao Scripture circulated, and the effect of the Ten Thousand Poison Dragon Blood Pill began to spread.

On Chen Chuyang's body, a layer of black aura emerged, enveloping him entirely.

The toxin was powerful, stimulating his body.

Every part, every inch of skin, was trembling.

The faint toxin stimulated him, making his body abnormally excited.

「Hum. 」

Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Poison Dragon Blood Pill erupted.

The medicinal potency and toxicity erupted together, in an instant enveloping his whole body.