Chương 133: Chapter 133: The Miserable Tang San
Although Gui Yi had yet to fully understand the underlying reasons, he had made some discoveries. The Ice and Fire Dragon Kings were crucial to the formation and foundation of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang well but were not the sole contributors to its power. It resembled a talisman in Feng Shui that stabilizes a residence. Their presence was what allowed such a treasure to exist. Perhaps, establishing a mimicry spirit cultivation field could be achieved using a similar method, though it was merely a hypothesis at this point and didn't need immediate action.
Gui Yi approached the center, gazing at the red and white pools. Despite visiting it many times, he had never entered, which left him with some regret. Now, he was calculating the probability of safely jumping in. He hadn't used the two immortal herbs or obtained immunity to fire and ice, but considering his martial spirit and domain, it was highly likely that nothing would happen to him if he entered. However, he didn't want to take such a risk.
After a day of rest, Gui Yi returned to his alchemy room, taking with him some precious herbs, including the Beautiful Silk Tulip and Daffodil Jade Flesh Bone. He had already decided to use these herbs and didn't need to reconsider.
The area returned to its tranquil state, with only the Blue Silver King quietly absorbing the energy to enhance its cultivation and life force. For plant-type spirit beasts, life force was paramount, even more so than cultivation itself. This was the key to becoming the Blue Silver Emperor.
Outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, a figure arrived at the poisonous miasma barrier.
"What a potent miasma," Tang San exclaimed, before pondering how to enter. His desire to discover wanted him to go inside and explore it thoroughly. Clearly, there was a large basin beyond, with the miasma serving to protect whatever lay within. Despite his deep knowledge of poisons from the Tang Sect, this toxic gas posed a significant barrier.
After searching around, Tang San finally devised a plan. "If I climb this mountain, I can enter from above." Descending wasn't an issue; over the past days, his mastery of the Eight Spider Lances had greatly improved, making them perfect for climbing. Each lance could firmly embed in the cliff face, allowing him to descend steadily.
Following his method, Tang San soon entered the valley, where he found the distinct red and white springs before him.
"This... this is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?!" The Mysterious Heaven Record, the most comprehensive manual of the Tang Sect, documented not just martial arts and hidden weapon techniques but also methods of poison use, including the ideal environments for cultivating rare herbs. And the Ice and Fire Yin Yang was noted as the best place for such herbs.
"I found it, I finally found it," Tang San marveled at his luck, finding a treasure from Tang Sect records in another world. He also noticed the immortal herbs growing nearby.
"With this, not only can I save my teacher's martial spirit, but I can also advance my cultivation by leaps and bounds."
However, he also noticed the presence of a dwelling nearby, indicating someone lived here. For a moment, Tang San considered leaving, but the thought vanished as he made up his mind.
The treasures here were too valuable to abandon, and he couldn't afford to pass up this opportunity to advance his cultivation. Gui Yi's strength far exceeded his expectations, so Tang San needed to improve quickly, even surpassing Gui Yi. He recalled how his father, Tang Hao, had rushed away after the last battle, likely injured, as he hadn't reappeared since. This confirmed everything.
Tang San decided to seize the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and eliminate anyone who might pose a threat. Such a valuable place couldn't be left with a witness. The Mysterious Heaven Record had clearly stated that one must be ruthless and not show mercy when dealing with enemies.
Unbeknownst to him, a figure was silently watching him from the shadows, with vines quietly creeping toward him.
"Something's wrong." With his superior spiritual and sensory abilities, Tang San detected the approaching danger just before the vines reached him, and he dodged to the side with his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
"Who's there?" Tang San turned but saw no one, making him even more cautious. For the attacker wasn't human but a plant-type spirit beast. But before he could think further, the vines attacked again, this time faster and stronger.
His Blue Silver Grass simply couldn't compare to this opponent.
Stunned, Tang San wondered, "Is this really Blue Silver Grass? It's far too powerful."
"Human, give up your resistance." The voice of the Blue Silver King echoed in Tang San's mind, sending chills down his spine. He had never encountered a spirit beast capable of speech, much less a plant-type one. Not even his teacher had heard of such a thing. He quickly deduced that the Blue Silver King's strength likely stemmed from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, which had extraordinary effects on plant growth. But no matter what he thought and did, he couldn't escape the Blue Silver King's vines. Tang San's martial spirit felt suppressed, and even his spirit power was hindered.
The difference in power was too great. With his martial spirit suppressed, Tang San was quickly bound, suspended in mid-air as if about to be torn apart. Despite struggling, he couldn't break free. Even summoning the Eight Spider Lances didn't help; the two of the, were on entirely different levels.
In a final desperate move, Tang San activated the devouring ability of the Eight Spider Lances, stabbing them into the vines binding him. This was his last resort, his final option.
Tang San now regretted not developing the Tang Sect's poisons after so many years in this world, leaving him in this dire situation.
"Ah!" The Blue Silver King felt a sharp pain and let out a furious cry. The poison on the Eight Spider Lances had some effect on it, but more importantly, it sensed its spirit power being drained, triggering unpleasant memories.
The vines tightened around Tang San, exerting immense pressure on the Eight Spider Lances.
"Ah~"
Crack!
The Eight Spider Lances snapped, breaking off at the base and leaving only a few inches protruding from his back.
(End Of Chapter)
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