Chapter 42: Poison Controlling Scripture! Great Opportunity!

"Poison Controlling Scripture?!"

When Jiang Ye's hand was pulled out from the bosom of the headless corpse, there was a thin booklet at his fingertips.

Three words were written crookedly on the cover, the handwriting sloppy, yet exuding a strange aura.

He opened it casually and scanned it roughly by the moonlight, and a strange brilliance suddenly burst forth in his aged eyes.

This was a manual describing how to cultivate, tame, and control poisonous insects.

From how to find insect eggs, to how to feed them, how to establish a mental connection with poisonous insects, and how to command them to attack enemies, everything was detailed and complete.

"Good stuff!"

Jiang Ye couldn't help but praise softly.

He had just been hiding in the dark and saw it clearly; the reason Black Fifth was able to turn defeat into victory during the life-and-death struggle was precisely because of that spider.

If he could cultivate such a poisonous insect, it would be equivalent to having one more means of saving his life.

How come these demons of the Qisha Sect always drop such good things!

"Wait until I reach the prefecture city to study this Poison Controlling Scripture carefully."

Jiang Ye carefully tucked the manual into his bosom, then continued to search the headless corpse.

Soon, he pulled out another stack of silver notes.

He counted them, and it was about 100,000 taels.

"It seems the money this beast robbed is not as much as his brother's; he probably spent all his time playing with women,"

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly and tucked the 100,000 taels into his bosom as well.

He now had 300,000 taels, which could be considered a huge sum.

But he knew in his heart that this little money, in front of "Diamond Body Refining Technique" and "Poison Controlling Scripture," probably wouldn't last long.

He felt around again, confirmed there were no more omissions on the headless corpse, and slowly stood up.

Whoosh!

Jiang Ye slashed again, cutting Black Fifth's headless corpse into two halves horizontally.

Immediately, he turned and was about to leave.

At this time.

"Old... old sir..."

"Don't... don't go..."

"Tr... trouble you to save my life..."

"I... I am a true disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect, Tianyang Peak, Wen Yueyao..."

"As long as the old sir lends a helping hand... Yueyao will definitely repay you generously..."

A few weak, mosquito-like sounds came intermittently from behind.

Jiang Ye turned back and looked, only to see that the person speaking was indeed the young girl who had been paralyzed on the ground due to the severe poison.

Wen Yueyao really had no other choice.

Originally, she was worried that the old man would do something untoward to her, but she didn't expect that she was completely overthinking it.

She thought that after Jiang Ye finished searching Black Fifth's corpse, he would come to save her.

However, whether it was because he found it troublesome or for some other reason, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of doing so at all.

Wen Yueyao already felt that the toxin not only paralyzed her body.

It also began to invade her internal organs; if the old man refused to save her, it wouldn't be long before she became a corpse.

What reserve, what alertness, what pride of a true disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect, in the face of death, all had to be thrown aside.

Therefore, she could only use the last bit of strength in her whole body to speak.

Facing the young girl's pleading, a look of hesitation flashed in Jiang Ye's aged eyes.

The reason he had no intention of saving her was twofold.

One was because the other party was poisoned, and he didn't know how to detoxify; acting rashly might not save her but instead make things worse.

The second was because human hearts are unpredictable, and he was worried about what to do if the person he saved was an ingrate.

"Miss, I don't know how to detoxify, I'm afraid I'm powerless."

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly.

"Old sir... I have a detox pill in my bosom, you help me take it out... and feed it to me..."

Wen Yueyao's voice was trembling and weak.

Every word she said now required all her strength.

"Oh? You have a detox pill!"

Hearing this, after pondering for a moment, Jiang Ye walked slowly to Wen Yueyao.

This young girl was willing to chase and kill the Qisha Sect demon alone, so she shouldn't be a bad person.

Most importantly, she said she would repay him generously.

Hmm! This is very significant.

In an instant, Jiang Ye made a decision, so he would help her.

He stretched out his withered right hand, felt around for a while, and pulled out a fragrant embroidered pouch.

Inside were several bottles of pills.

"Ah..."

Wen Yueyao's originally pale face suddenly turned red.

Clearly, her body was paralyzed.

However...

That aged hand.

"Which bottle is the detox pill?"

Jiang Ye didn't care about the young girl's slightly abnormal reaction, opened the several bottles of pills in his hand, and let the young girl identify them.

"Old sir... the green pill is the detox pill..."

Wen Yueyao's voice was weak and trembling: "Trouble you... help me... take it..."

Jiang Ye's movements were fast, directly prying open the young girl's lips and pouring the pill into her mouth.

After Wen Yueyao swallowed the pill, her body gradually improved.

About half a cup of tea's time later, her paralyzed body gradually regained sensation.

"Thank you, old sir, for saving my life, Yueyao..."

Wen Yueyao got up and was about to bow to Jiang Ye.

Compared to Liu Yiyi's coldness and Su Yan's gentleness, her temperament was more straightforward, carrying a hint of the heroic spirit of a wanderer.

"No need, no need... just a small effort."

Jiang Ye waved his hands repeatedly, signaling the young girl not to be so formal.

Wen Yueyao, however, bowed firmly to Jiang Ye and then said: "Old sir, what Yueyao said before about a generous reward was not empty words. If the old sir has any requests, just ask! As long as it is within Yueyao's ability, I will definitely help with all my strength!"

Hearing this, a look of relief flashed in Jiang Ye's aged eyes, and he said softly:

"Actually, this old man does have a request..."

"Just don't know if it's convenient for Miss Wen."

Wen Yueyao smiled heartily: "Old sir, just say it!"

He pondered for a moment and spoke slowly:

"In this life, this old man's greatest wish is to get a glimpse of the Qi-Nurturing Method, to see if there is a chance to nurture true Qi and embrace the Qi to form a pill!"

With his talent of superb comprehension, Transformation of Force Great Completion was just around the corner.

At that time, if he wanted to go one step further, he would need this Qi-Nurturing Method to nourish true Qi.

And this Wen Yueyao was a true disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect, so she must have many opportunities to come into contact with the Qi-Nurturing Method.

If he could get this Qi-Nurturing Method through her, it would save countless detours.

Hearing that Jiang Ye wanted the Qi-Nurturing Method, Wen Yueyao was slightly startled, then said softly with a look of difficulty: "Old sir, this Qi-Nurturing Method is the core of the sect and must never be passed on privately..."

As she was speaking, Wen Yueyao suddenly thought of something, "However, I do have a way to let the old sir obtain the Qi-Nurturing Method!"

"What way?!"

Jiang Ye's eyes lit up.

Originally, hearing Wen Yueyao's first half of the sentence, his heart had already cooled by half, but now that she said there was a way, he immediately regained his spirit.

"Old sir, I don't know your background..."

Wen Yueyao spoke with hesitation.

Jiang Ye understood that she wanted to investigate his background, so he spoke with a normal expression: "I am a loner, having lived in Anxi County for decades, and now I have encountered a disaster and escaped the city to take refuge..."

"A loner? That's easy to handle!"

Wen Yueyao breathed a sigh of relief, a smile blooming on her face: "Old sir, you can join our Profound Heaven Sect, and then you can exchange for the Qi-Nurturing Method through sect contribution points!"

"Me? Join the Profound Heaven Sect? Miss, aren't you joking."

Jiang Ye shook his head speechlessly.

Such a major sect has very strict age requirements for accepting disciples; how could they accept a 70-year-old man.

"Hehe, old sir, you misunderstood!"

Wen Yueyao giggled, which affected the injury on her shoulder, and she frowned slightly, but the sincerity and heartiness in that smile did not diminish at all: "I'm not asking you to join the sect as a disciple."

"You can come in and be a deacon—for example, the kind that guards the herb garden."

"Old man guarding herbs?!" Jiang Ye's spirit was lifted.

Isn't this a perfect match!