Chapter 201: Copper Coconut Poison Canon (Happy Spring Festival)

Wang Yu picked up the black tree leaf from the iron box first and touched the seemingly sharp "sword tip" with his finger. A thin wound appeared.

His expression shifted, but he just took a deep breath. Instantly, the muscles near the wound tightened, and not a drop of blood flowed out, but he felt a sense of horror in his heart.

One must know that with his current third-level Black Tiger Breathing Technique at the Great Completion realm, even if he didn't actively activate the breathing technique, a thick "Qi membrane" would automatically surge on the surface of his skin when attacked. For entry-rank saber or sword artifacts to break through this Qi membrane was not an easy task.

Yet this seemingly ordinary, short-sword-like tree leaf treated the "Qi membrane" as if it were nothing. Not only did it break through, but it also easily sliced open his exceptionally tough skin.

"The name 'Innate Sword Embryo' of the Ink Wood Sword Leaf truly lives up to its reputation. It has such sharpness even without any refining. If one were to inscribe some spiritual patterns on it, the power would be unimaginable. The only pity is that this material is wood-attribute."

Wang Yu muttered a few times before somewhat reluctantly putting the black sword leaf back into the iron box and picking up the spiritual fruit in the jade casket.

This crystal-clear-skinned spiritual fruit was about the size of a fist, and its whole body emitted a pale red halo. As soon as it was in his hand, waves of heat rushed toward his face.

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes, stroking the skin of the spiritual fruit, while in his heart flashed the words of a spiritual planter who knew this fruit and had secretly transmitted a warning to him earlier in the spiritual herb garden.

"Jade Flame Fruit," the main material for refining Jade Flame Pills that increase Qi Refinement cultivation. The older the Jade Flame Fruit, the better the quality of the Jade Flame Pills refined.

Under normal circumstances, one Jade Flame Pill can increase about five years of Qi Refinement cultivation; mid-grade can increase eight years, and top-grade can increase twelve years of cultivation. One Jade Flame Fruit can refine three to five Jade Flame Pills. However, this pill is only effective for cultivators practicing fire-attribute arts, and a person can only take two Jade Flame Pills. Any more would lead to the backlash of the fire poison contained in the pill, causing the user to directly burn to death.

After Wang Yu heard the secret transmission from that spiritual planter, he unhesitatingly listed it among the three thousand-year spiritual herbs he chose first.

As for that Ink Wood Sword Leaf, as a rare refining material, it was only chosen in the second round.

After Wang Yu confirmed that there were no problems with these spiritual herbs and materials, he put these things away again and took out another green storage bag.

This storage bag was found on Dai Zong's corpse after the battle.

As a very rare poison cultivator, the items in his storage bag naturally made Wang Yu quite interested.

After the green leather bag's mouth rolled with white light, a pile of things appeared on the ground. Most were bottles of various colors and sizes; others were twenty-odd mid-grade crystals, a thick book, a green short ruler, a black incense burner, and two yellow gourds, one large and one small.

Wang Yu had no intention of opening the things in a poison cultivator's medicine bottles; instead, he directly checked the two artifacts.

After injecting magic power into that green short ruler, ten pale black spiritual patterns appeared on its surface, and at the same time, a thick, fragrant scent emanated from it. He only sniffed it slightly and felt dizzy and lightheaded. Startled, he immediately stopped injecting magic power.

As for the other black incense burner, it was only three inches high, its surface smooth, without any patterns, but inside was a thin, small section of green incense candle.

He injected magic power into the incense burner, but there was no reaction. He then put that small section of incense candle to his nose and sniffed it; a faintly sour and spicy smell came through.

Wang Yu was somewhat surprised. He put the incense candle aside first and finally picked up the thick book. On the surface of the book were written four red characters: "Copper Coconut Poison Canon."

Just as he was curiously about to open the canon to look closely, his expression changed. He violently threw the canon away, then hurriedly took a small white bottle from his bosom, poured out several yellow pills, swallowed them all, and then quickly sat in meditation to refine the medicinal power.

At this moment, the ten fingers of his hands that had held the canon had turned pitch-black like ink and were rapidly spreading toward his wrists.

"Puff."

A layer of crimson light glowed on Wang Yu's body surface, rapidly gathering toward his hands, turning into two dazzling red lights that locked the black Qi in his hands tightly and rapidly refined it until it faded.

After a full cup of tea's time, he stopped the technique. After the red light on his hands disappeared, his two palms appeared as they were before.

Only then did he let out a long breath, but his heart still felt faintly terrified.

By now, he finally knew why even the two true disciples like Tian Junzi didn't want to directly face Dai Zong, this poison cultivator. The poison he concocted was indeed extremely overbearing. It was only because his body was strong enough and he practiced a fire-attribute art that had a certain restraint against toxicity; if it were an ordinary Qi Refinement cultivator, they would probably have been poisoned to death in the blink of an eye.

And this was only the residual poison left on the canon after Dai Zong's death.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu secretly rejoiced that he had been decisive enough to kill Dai Zong in a single encounter. Otherwise, if he had waited for him to display his poison-path techniques, it would truly have been very troublesome.

Wang Yu looked at the "Copper Coconut Poison Canon" on the ground again, carefully took a thick animal skin from his body, threw it directly onto the thick book, then wrapped the canon tightly with the skin, and after pasting a few talismans on it, carefully put it into his storage bag.

Then, he learned from the previous lesson. After a long exhale, amidst the rolling white mist, pale golden mist appeared on his two arms. After rolling and condensing on his hands, it transformed into two pale golden fist gauntlets, wrapping his hands tightly.

Wang Yu moved his fingers wearing the golden gauntlets, picked up a yellow gourd, and shook it slightly.

"Clatter, clatter."

A sound of liquid sloshing came out.

Wang Yu examined the object in his hand carefully again.

The gourd was palm-sized, its whole body pale yellow and round, smooth as jade; at a glance, it was no ordinary object.

His eyebrows twitched. He grabbed the gourd cap with one hand, twisted it open gently, and shook the gourd again. Nothing unusual happened. He looked into the gourd with his eyes, thought for a moment, and then held the gourd and slowly poured it onto the ground.

From the gourd's mouth, a drop of ink-green viscous liquid slowly flowed out, directly falling into the soil below.

"Sizzle."

The ink-green liquid instantly submerged into the soil and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a deep, thin hole.

Seeing this, Wang Yu's eye corner twitched. With a flip of one hand, the cyan-red saber appeared.

A cold light flashed, and the long saber sliced layer by layer toward the soil near the thin hole.

In the blink of an eye, a pit several feet deep appeared in the tree hole, but at the bottom of the pit, that thin hole was still clearly present, and the soil in a circle the size of a washbasin had all turned a pale green color.

Seeing this, Wang Yu's expression changed slightly. ===== CHAPTER 202 =====