Chapter 503: Baby Gu Vessel: The Gu King Appears

"Senior Brother Du, the situation is dire and dangerous, I ask for your extra care."

Zhou You's first disguise, Lu Zhigang, was speaking politely to Du Wuyao.

The bumps on Du Wuyao's face grew larger, making his face appear increasingly ugly and ferocious; even the slightest movement of his expression looked terrifying.

He said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Lu, this is an opportunity for both of us. The Witch people's secret method of raising Gu Insects serves as a stepping stone for my Poison Martial Arts. If we can snatch the contents of the 'Book of Myriad Wonders of Transformation', we can enter the inner sanctum and become the Venerable's inner disciples."

The secret methods for cultivating poisonous insects in Zhong Yuan all originate from the Witch people's supreme classic, the "Book of Myriad Wonders of Transformation".

Du Taiyue's fist technique realm had reached a bottleneck where it was difficult to advance further, and he was in urgent need of a breakthrough.

The Great War of the Witch invasion allowed him to see a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, given his temperament, he would not have rashly given up such a treasure as the Baby Gu Vessel just because the noble families joined together to plead for help; the Baby Gu Vessel was a small matter, his true intention was the Witch people's Gu Insect classics.

This team escorting the Baby Gu Vessel was led by Du Taiyue's trusted disciple, Fu Manlun.

Fu Manlun was no ordinary character; it was said that the mouthful of heart-blood poison he had raised for 50 years could poison a Strong Martial Artist to death.

The eight hundred disciples, including Du Wuyao and Zhou You, were all carefully selected; they were either powerful or clever and agile.

"Stop, we have arrived."

The crowd from the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop suddenly stopped.

At the very front of the team, Fu Manlun held the Baby Gu Vessel with both hands; the outline of this calamitous treasure was a fat white baby, and its eyes and smile looked filled with a strange, evil aura.

This object had extremely strong compatibility; it could contain various deadly poisons, harmonize their essences, and elevate them to a more violent level.

Since Du Taiyue founded the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop, his disciples had been handing over deadly poisons every month, which were eventually poured into this Baby Gu Vessel.

Accumulated over a long period, the deadly poison inside the Baby Gu Vessel had reached a truly terrifying amount.

Lu Zhigang had heard Du Wuyao mention that if the deadly poison of the Baby Gu Vessel were poured out, while it might not turn the entire Beixuan Zhou into a dead land, at least 6 or 7 cities would have all their people and livestock perish, with not a blade of grass growing.

Its power could be called a biochemical nuclear bomb.

This time, when the noble families sought help, they stated that the Witch people had set up Witch Banners to block the battlefield and requested Du Taiyue to take action.

Du Taiyue did not hesitate to send his trusted disciple to hold the Baby Gu Vessel and use its deadly poison to break the ten-thousand-mile Witch Banners set up by the Witch people.

The veins on Fu Manlun's arms bulged and were stained purple, like dense purple tree roots intertwined, finally converging at the tips of his palms and wrapping around the backs of his hands.

The Corrupt Blood Palm, a unique skill personally taught by Du Taiyue, was the basic technique for utilizing the Baby Gu Vessel.

Even though the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop all practiced Poison Martial Arts and had more or less mastered a few unique skills, they were nothing compared to the Baby Gu Vessel.

If they dared to touch it, they wouldn't even have the chance to chop off their own hands to save themselves; they would turn into a puddle of pus and blood on the spot.

Before departing from the swamp, Du Taiyue dragged a few living people to sacrifice to the banner; when thrown before the Baby Gu Vessel, they were merely brushed by the light emitted by the vessel, and without even a scream, they rapidly withered and melted into a puddle of pus and blood.

The reason Du Taiyue did not personally escort the Baby Gu Vessel as it left the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop was that while it was a supreme treasure to them, it was a death-inducing object to others.

Even if Fu Manlun and all the disciples died and the Baby Gu Vessel were left in the wilderness, it could turn the surrounding ten-thousand-mile area into a dead zone, and no one would be able to move or take it away.

In the end, Du Taiyue would only need to make one trip to return the object to its owner.

Driven by Fu Manlun, a halo appeared on the surface of the Baby Gu Vessel, and suddenly, bursts of strange, childish laughter rang out; it was clearly the voice of a child, yet it lacked any innocence, sounding instead so evil that one wished to cover their ears.

The fat white baby's eyes even glowed, as if it were about to come alive at any moment. Fu Manlun let out a muffled groan as blood seeped from his nose and mouth, struggling to control himself so his gaze would not meet the light of the Baby Gu Vessel.

Suddenly, several screams were heard; it turned out that some people did not believe the danger and peeked at the light emitted from the eyes of the Baby Gu Vessel.

Although these people were all Martial Master-level Poison Martial Artists with deadly poison contained within their bodies, and their muscles, bones, and internal organs had a tolerance for poison far exceeding that of ordinary people, at this moment they were no different from ordinary people.

Their hair evaporated into smoke, their flesh and blood melted, and within a few breaths, they collapsed into a puddle of pus and blood.

Zhou You lowered his head and listened to the screams, thinking to himself, who is to blame? Curiosity kills the cat!

The light of the Baby Gu Vessel spread forward like water ripples, and in the previously empty air, transparent, veil-like curtains appeared.

The Witch Banners finally revealed themselves at this moment. Fu Manlun looked at the Witch Banners and gently shook the object in his hand, and the poisonous light of the Baby Gu Vessel fell upon them.

Sizzle—a large cloud of white mist rose up; as the Witch Banners encountered the poisonous light of the Baby Gu Vessel, they immediately underwent violent dissolution.

Large swaths of Witch Banners, like plastic film scorched by a fierce fire, rapidly withered and retreated like a receding tide.

Witch people hidden in the folds were exposed; they were curled up on the ground, motionless, having been killed by the deadly poison long before the Witch Banners disappeared, their corpses rapidly dissolving under the poisonous light.

The deadly poison spread on a large scale; not only did the Witch Banners disappear, but the green on the ground also rapidly faded, turning into a withered yellow dead land. The soil churned like boiling water as earthworms and insects crawled out one after another, only to lie on the ground and die with their bellies up.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

There were exceptions; several black shadows flew rapidly toward the distance—these were the Witch people who had escaped the disaster.

"A few of you, go and capture them alive."

Fu Manlun glanced at them, knowing that these Witch people were not poisoned to death because they had Gu Insects inside their bodies to bear the brunt of the poisonous attack.

Witch people carrying Gu Insects could not be let go; perhaps clues to the "Book of Myriad Wonders of Transformation" could be unearthed from them.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop agreed in a clamor, and in a short moment, over a hundred people rushed out to chase the fleeing Witch people.

Zhou You was also pulled along by Du Wuyao to give chase; on the wilderness ahead, the Witch Banners were revealed and dissolved under the pressure of the poisonous light, retreating one after another like the tide at sunset.

From time to time, ambushing Witch people would curl up and die, while others would spit out large swarms of Gu Insects to perish together with the poisonous light before pulling back to retreat.

Once the Baby Gu Vessel was unleashed, it was like a hot knife through butter, wantonly destroying the Witch Banners and exterminating all living things between heaven and earth.

Zhou You turned back to look at the direction of the Baby Gu Vessel and sighed endlessly; this calamitous treasure was simply a dimensional strike.

He wondered what moves the Witch people could use to block it? Suddenly, a roar erupted in mid-air, "The poison arts of the Zhong Yuan human race are nothing but petty tricks that copy others; to dare to use them against my Witch people is simply laughable."

As soon as the voice fell, a Gu Insect head as large as a mountain emerged from the depths of the clouds and spat out a ball of red light, engulfing Fu Manlun who was holding the Baby Gu Vessel.

The Poison Martial Artist disciples around Fu Manlun were touched by the red light and evaporated into a wisp of smoke on the spot.

He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear; if he had still been in that spot, he likely wouldn't have been able to avoid it either.

This Gu Insect was definitely the beloved pet of a Strong Martial Witch; to be able to raise it so large, a single breath was enough to interrupt the rampage of the Baby Gu Vessel.

"Stop looking, Fu Manlun won't die, let's focus on our work."

Du Wuyao pointed ahead, where a Witch person was stumbling in flight—this was their target.

(End of chapter)