Chapter 368

368. Chapter 362: The Shangqing Sect's Antidote Is Very Expensive

Qingwei Daozhang's eyes gleamed with sharp light as he carefully observed the movements of the Shangqing Sect disciples.

Those Shangqing Sect disciples of his, who were powerful enough to counterattack the Luyan Valley disciples, were all beings with exceptional body cultivation techniques.

They surrounded the Shangqing Sect's protective grand formation, taking advantage of the enemy's incessant vomiting to launch a thunderous strike.

The astonishing speed of their attack left the Luyan Valley disciples unable to defend, and those struck by the overwhelming power were thrown into chaos.

Many Luyan Valley disciples gritted their teeth in anger.

Although their cultivation level was the same as that of the attacking Shangqing Sect disciples—both at the Earth Origin Realm—they were one minor realm higher.

Originally, many cultivators had arrived at Luyan Valley, their strength overwhelming and unmatched, and the Shangqing Sect disciples were unwilling to contend with them.

Now, the Shangqing Sect disciples took advantage of the Luyan Valley cultivators' discomfort and launched surprise attacks one after another.

Those Shangqing Sect disciples were as slippery as loaches; upon seeing the Luyan Valley cultivators launch a full counterattack, they instantly retreated back into the Shangqing Sect's protective grand formation.

"Damn it.

A bunch of damned cowards, if you have the guts, fight one-on-one.

Sneaking around with head hidden and tail exposed—what kind of hero is that?"

A powerful cultivator from Luyan Valley, beaten by a surprise attack until he was thrown to the ground, smashed into the earth of Silver Break City, and angrily roared.

Upon hearing this, the Shangqing Sect cultivators immediately responded with mockery.

"Luyan Valley proudly claims to be one of the top ten orthodox sects in the Huanyu, lofty and superior—does bullying the Shangqing Sect make you a hero?

Besides, who is hiding their head and exposing their tail?

The Shangqing Sect's surprise attacks are open and aboveboard.

If Luyan Valley has the ability to infiltrate the Shangqing Sect and launch a surprise attack, I, the Venerable One, can take on a hundred alone.

One person can horizontally push you three thousand fellow cultivators.

Even your leaders, the Four Great Elders, I will beat them into disarray."

Qingwei Daozhang watched those eloquent disciples, feeling deeply pleased in his heart.

These disciples had deeply inherited the true teachings of the earth cultivators—whether it was yin tactics or underhanded moves, as long as they could defeat the enemy, it was a good method.

In the Universe Cultivation World, cultivators value their lives, but they place even greater importance on face.

The Shangqing Sect disciples I have trained will not hesitate; they scheme to take the enemy's head as their foundation—if a one-on-one fight cannot kill you, they will resort to yin tactics to kill you in secret.

Moreover, no matter when, one may lose to a person, but one must never lose to a formation.

Those Luyan Valley cultivators regard themselves as superior, with strong backgrounds, making them difficult to contend with.

At this moment, having been poisoned by the stinking fluid bomb, their strength has greatly diminished; they have no spare energy to fight with full force and can only passively retaliate against the Shangqing Sect disciples' surprise attacks.

The Shangqing Sect disciples can use them as practice targets, experiencing the pleasure brought by yin tactics.

Upon hearing this, the Luyan Valley disciples felt as if they had eaten a dead rat, their faces turning fierce.

The Shangqing Sect disciples' counterattack is merely opportunistic.

If the two sides were to engage in a genuine, all-out battle, they would surely overwhelm the Luyan Valley cultivators with superior force, capture them, and use them as furnaces for cultivation to enhance their cultivation level.

"Hmph"

The black liquid used by the Shangqing Sect is too vicious; during battle, they can even make themselves nauseous from their own breath.

How can one possibly fight with full concentration like this?

Who still vomits while fighting?

【37) What's even more infuriating is that those Shangqing Sect disciples want to duel them one-on-one within the Shangqing Sect.

What's even more infuriating is that those Shangqing Sect disciples want to duel them one-on-one inside the Shangqing Sect.

If Luyan Valley could break through the Shangqing Sect's protective grand formation, the Shangqing Sect disciples would no longer have the chance to leap about joyfully before their eyes!

Fanju glanced sideways at Qingwei Daozhang, his white-and-black hair stained black by the liquid of the stinking fluid bomb, and roared.

"Qingwei, you dead thing, quickly bring out the antidote.

Otherwise, I will certainly personally contact the powerful ones of the Luyan Valley's base and directly raze the Shangqing Sect to the ground."

Fanju's angry voice echoed across the entire sky, and the sect's formation-breaking treasure, the Tianlun Shuttle, feared being seized by the disciples.

If it were not for the fact that he could hardly endure the nauseating smell on his body, he would never compromise and waste words with Qingwei Daozhang.

"In that case, I will wait for you to raze the Shangqing Sect before handing over the antidote.

Old man, I still want to place a bet—just in case you fail to break through the Shangqing Sect's protective grand formation, the antidote will remain, won't it!

The Shangqing Sect, newly established, has many neglected affairs awaiting attention, and resources are limited.

The antidote should still be conserved if possible." Qingwei Daozhang stroked his white beard slightly, eyebrows relaxed and eyes smiling as he spoke.

"Exactly, exactly, exactly—the Shangqing Sect is not like Luyan Valley, with great family and great business.

The antidote cannot be lightly given." Upon hearing this, Fifth Master also chimed in with mockery.

The smiles of Fanju and the four elders of Luyan Valley instantly froze.

The Shangqing Sect, newly established and poor, conserving antidote?

You want to take advantage of the situation to extort—just say it outright.

Liu Qing stared at Qingwei Daozhang, very much wanting to kill this thing.

"Name your price!

Luyan Valley, having obtained the antidote, will retreat." Liu Qing spoke impatiently, shouting angrily.

The restrictions of Silver Break City will soon be lifted, and shortly thereafter, many Huanyu cultivators will gather; we must resolve the issue on our bodies in advance.

Otherwise, Luyan Valley's attack on the Shangqing Sect will inevitably become a laughingstock in the Huanyu, with dignity utterly trampled underfoot.

Song Ze's face showed a thoughtful expression, then he explained in an orderly manner.

"Everyone, the medicinal ingredients for our antidote to the stinking poison are all taken from the depths of Tianyan!

You know this.

That place is a matter of life and death — even a cultivator at the Earth Origin Realm would have their life hanging by a thread.

Upon hearing this, Wei Jian's face immediately darkened; the other party clearly intended to take advantage and extort them.

"How exactly can we get the antidote for the foul poison?" Wei Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of forest green as he spoke coldly.

Song Ze, Daoist Qingwei, and Fifth Master exchanged glances with each other.

The four elders of Lu Yan Valley led three thousand Earth Origin Realm cultivators to personally arrive at Silver Break City, only to have their reputation utterly ruined by being tricked by the Qingpurity Sect.

If the opposing party obtained the antidote and did not seize the opportunity to exterminate the Qingpurity Sect, Lu Yan Valley would completely become a laughingstock in the Universe Cultivation World.

Fan Ru, Liao Qing, Wei Jian, Zhu Bi, and others would absolutely not honor their promise and retreat; instead, they would try every means to break through the Qingpurity Sect's great protective formation and destroy it in one strike, thereby intimidating nearby cultivators of the Universe Cultivation World and upholding Lu Yan Valley's dignity.

Song Ze, Daoist Qingwei, and Fifth Master planned to go along with the scheme.

Song Ze hesitated for a moment, then spoke again in an embarrassed tone.

"The formulation of the foul poison antidote is extremely complex, wasting many heavenly treasures of the Qingpurity Sect.

For such an extraordinarily heaven-defying poison, researching its antidote is also extremely troublesome.

You should know this — the Qingpurity Sect will certainly lose many disciples because of it."

Fan Ru listened, and her face suddenly darkened: "Just tell us how we can get the antidote — state your conditions directly; why waste so many words?"

He didn't care about the process at all; he urgently wanted to obtain the antidote that could resolve the foul poison within his body.

"State your conditions — exactly how many heavenly treasures will it take for you to hand over the antidote?" Fan Ru's face turned iron-blue, the corners of her mouth twitching uncontrollably as she roared.

Sun Min's face remained unchanged, and he spoke helplessly:

"Qilin Flower, Myriad Spirit Fruit, Celestial Jade Marrow, Stellar Essence, Blood Slaughter Ghost Origin, Six Souls Jade Elixir...

Hmm!

You all know.

These are all valuable materials refined into essence, growing deep within the Heavenly Abyss, and harvesting them is extremely difficult.

Even a cultivator at the peak of the Earth Origin Realm who enters there would face nine deaths and no chance of survival."

Song Ze's face showed helplessness and sympathy.

Recently, while in the Primordial Spirit Realm, he had heard of expensive spiritual materials, and he listed every one he could think of — he didn't mind ruthlessly extorting the other side.

The four disciples of Lu Yan Valley — Fan Ru, Liao Qing, and others — stared at Song Ze in stunned disbelief.

"Are you saying the antidote for the foul poison contains all these precious medicinal herbs?" Zhu Bi's gaze was cold and gloomy as he retorted.

The spiritual materials Song Ze mentioned grow deep in the Heavenly Abyss, are worth a fortune, and whenever they appear, all major powers rush to purchase them.

The faces of the four great elders of Lu Yan Valley turned iron-blue, their hearts bleeding.

They knew the Qingpurity Sect would make them bleed heavily; upon hearing Song Ze name the herbs needed to refine the foul poison antidote, they already understood the sect wasn't just using the antidote to bleed them dry — it wanted their flesh as well.

"Just say it — how many heavenly treasures does the antidote cost?" Zhu Bi immediately snapped.

"Don't change the subject — just name your price." Fan Ru, Liao Qing, and Wei Jian beside him spoke in unison, their brows twitching involuntarily.

They suppressed their anger — not because the foul poison was too troublesome to purify with cultivation level, but because they had already acted long ago.

"Not only are the medicinal ingredients complex, but the refinement process is also extremely intricate.

Forgot to tell you all — the success rate of the antidote is also extremely low..." Song Ze hesitated, then spoke again.

The four elders of Lu Yan Valley felt their chests heave violently.

As they listened to Song Ze's words, they clenched their fists tightly, already on the verge of exploding.

In Lu Yan Valley's base, they are elder-level figures who haven't been mocked in hundreds of years.

Now each of them looks ferocious, their eyes filled with bloodshot veins, especially eager to crush Song Ze into ashes and scatter his soul.

A minor Earth Origin Realm cultivator from a Ghost Sect stronghold treats them all like monkeys, and they truly can't bear it.

"We've roamed the Universe Cultivation World for years and possess many treasures — we can afford it!" Fan Ru roared.

"You damned turtle bastard — dare to speak nonsense again, and I'll skin you alive!" Wei Jian's hair stood on end with rage, his whole body trembling uncontrollably as he spoke with killing intent.

These old fogeys in their hearts were utterly speechless — evil sects truly have no good people.

"A tiger fallen on the plains is bullied by dogs; a dragon diving in water is played with by shrimps" — this describes their situation perfectly.

"Rest assured.

The Qingpurity Sect's antidote is genuine and fairly priced — honest to young and old.

Sixty thousand heavenly treasures." Song Ze narrowed his eyes, struggled to think, then said.

"Sixty thousand heavenly treasures buys over three thousand foul poison antidotes — just enough to cure all Lu Yan Valley cultivators of their stench.

One antidote costs twenty heavenly treasures.

Not expensive.

Lu Yan Valley will buy it." Fan Ru took two deep breaths to calm her anger, her face iron-blue as she spoke.

"No no no.

You've misunderstood — fifty thousand heavenly treasures is the price for one antidote!" Song Ze hurriedly explained upon hearing this.

Damn it — one antidote for twenty heavenly treasures, and you're making me waste words with you?

He explained the foul poison antidote in such detail just to ruthlessly fleece the Lu Yan Valley cultivators present.

At this moment, the exploitative nature of Earth cultivators was fully and thoroughly displayed.

Upon hearing this, the four elders of Lu Yan Valley and the three thousand cultivators couldn't help but shudder.

What does fifty thousand heavenly treasures even mean?

It equals the monthly output of heavenly treasures from three thousand Lu Yan Valley cultivators personally mining deep in the Heavenly Abyss.

And this is still under the condition that Lu Yan Valley possesses treasure-searching artifacts within the Heavenly Abyss.

The Primordial Spirit Realm, deep in the Universe Cultivation World, has been discovered and mined by major powers for only two and a half years — all the heavenly treasures found together aren't even that much.

A single foul poison antidote actually requires fifty thousand heavenly treasures — this isn't selling medicine; it's demanding their lives.

Fifty thousand heavenly essence, just hearing it makes the flesh on my body tremble.

"Damn it, damn it.

You guys are robbing."

Fan Ru immediately let out a scream, her whole person stimulated into madness.

Good fellow, opening his mouth, an antidote for the foul poison costs fifty thousand heavenly essence.

His heart is too black.

He and Elder Liao Qing and others have been stationed at the Lu Yan Valley base for over two years, and despite constant plundering, they have only gathered over forty thousand heavenly essence.

Even if the heavens gave everything, it still wouldn't be enough.

"No money, no money, yet you all look so confident.

Pretending to be 13, a bunch of poor ghosts." Fifth Master, seeing the Lu Yan Valley cultivators like Fan Ru furious, couldn't wait to sneer.

Robbing, it was your Lu Yan Valley that first robbed the earth cultivators.

The foul poison has already completely fused with the body's Spiritual Power and skin, cannot be purified, only slowly metabolized by the body.

They naturally would not leak this information.

"No heavenly essence? Then there's nothing to be done?" Daoist Qingwei spread his hands, saying casually.

Fan Ru and the four Lu Yan Valley elders went mad with hatred, drifting back and forth in the sky, roaring angrily to the heavens.

The foul poison in their bodies might have been stimulated by the chaotic Spiritual Power, thick as ink, stinking up the sky, just like a poison gas bomb spraying in midair.

They then gathered the Lu Yan Valley cultivators who were vomiting, issuing a grim and hateful order.

The faces of the three thousand Lu Yan Valley disciples darkened directly, reluctantly handing over all their heavenly essence with unwilling expressions.

Those four old things that should die but don't, are their mothers even capable of living as cursed wretches?

Ordered to come and encircle and annihilate the Shangqing Sect, good things weren't given a share, all their heavenly essence was spent, and they even contracted a filthy disease!

If I could judge the sect, I would now announce my withdrawal from Lu Yan Valley.

Drawing a circle to curse the four old immortals, giving birth to sons without an anal opening, giving birth to daughters without.

Those cultivators trembled uncontrollably all over, their faces flushed red, angrily cursing Fan Ru, Liao Qing, Wei Jian, and Zhu Bi, the four elders, in their hearts.

Lu Yan Valley's Guiyuan Decision is comparatively special.

Each level of the decision has an innate suppressive effect on lower-level decisions, and can even control the Cultivation Level of lower-level cultivators within their bodies.

They know that those within Lu Yan Valley who practice Guiyuan Decision and cannot advance quickly ultimately become furnaces for the true transmission disciples and sect high-levels, etc.

The four Lu Yan Valley elders have determined that the three thousand Lu Yan Valley cultivators dare not resist, and forcibly plunder these cultivators' heavenly essence.

"Take four antidotes." Elder Fan Ru's face turned iron-blue, speaking resentfully.

"Haha, good." Song Ze seeing this, first collected the four storage rings from outside the Shangqing Sect formation, then threw out four green pills.

"Guarantee the medicine will remove the stench.

Remember the agreement, definitely withdraw." Song Ze reminded with a face full of sincerity, while secretly sneering in his heart.

He knew the four Lu Yan Valley elders would never keep their promise, and would continue to play along with the scheme.

The four Lu Yan Valley elders held the green pills to their noses and smelled them, feeling the urge to retch from the foul poison ease.

The antidote for the foul poison is obviously genuine.

Fan Ru and the others had faces full of excitement, their eyes bright.

Seeing the disciples in the sect swallowing their saliva, full of envy, they turned their heads and swallowed the antidote into their mouths.

As the green antidote entered their bodies, Fan Ru and the others discovered strands of emerald-green Spiritual Power rushing toward their limbs and bones, the black silk-like mist being drawn from the meridians toward the dantian to gather, gradually condensing together.

The black foul mist on their bodies disappeared at a visible speed, Fan Ru and the four elders became wildly excited.

"The foul poison is solved, hurry and retreat." Daoist Qingwei stared at the four Lu Yan Valley elders enjoying themselves, reminding them.

"Leave!

Harming me to this miserable state, how could I spare you lot.

The formation-breaking treasure Tianlun Shuttle is about to arrive, I will let you taste crushed bones and scattered ashes." Zhu Bi's eyes flashed with icy cold light, roaring repeatedly.

"Damn the Shangqing Sect for letting Lu Yan Valley's prestige be trampled, determined to kill, leaving not a single tile to prove Lu Yan Valley's great might.

See who in the future dares to offend Lu Yan Valley." Fan Ru said with killing intent rising.

At this moment.

The four elders heard their stomachs making gurgling sounds, feeling a few drops of liquid seep out from the fine cracks of their buttocks.

"Forgot to tell you lot.

After taking the foul poison antidote, there will be major leakage for seven days.

There will be some leg weakness, but it won't kill anyone." Song Ze's face showed a hint of gloom, mocking them.

The four Lu Yan Valley elders stared dumbfounded.

They were about to transform into four streams of light to rush into Silver Broken City to solve the problem, when suddenly they saw ghostly tides surging from all directions not far away, directly rushing toward Silver Broken City.

Fan Ru, Liao Qing, Wei Jian and other Lu Yan Valley disciples were instantly startled. (This chapter ends)