Eternal Life by Daily Divination

At the valley’s exit, just ahead of the three of them.

Dressed in a white robe, Ye Sang stood with a gentle smile on his face. His demeanor was warm, and he still exuded the fragrance of herbs, making it easy for others to form a good impression of him.

"Daoist Li, your knowledge is quite impressive. To think you even know about the Land of Corpse Nourishment."

He spoke with a smile, the picture of confidence, seemingly unconcerned about the trio escaping.

Zi Yun’s expression turned ugly as she stared daggers at him.

She never would have imagined that the person behind all this was actually Ye Sang!

Ye Sang’s true nature was clearly not as benevolent as he appeared.

"Daoist Ye, who in the world are you?"

"Heh heh, I imagine Daoist Zi already has a guess?"

Ye Sang replied with a smile.

A flash of light emanated from his hand, his Magical Power coalescing into the shapes of five Poisonous Insects.

"I come from the Yan Country Five Poisons Valley, and I am a disciple of a Nascent Soul True Monarch!"

"So you’re really from Yan Country!"

Zi Yun gritted her teeth, hating herself for being so foolish as to be deceived by a Demon Cultivator.

Li Chang’an understood everything.

He had his suspicions, but only now were they confirmed.

The Yan Country Cultivation Immortality Realm bordered Zhao Country to the north.

In the entire Yan Country Cultivation Immortality Realm, there were no Righteous Sects. From top to bottom, whether it was a Nascent Soul Influence or a Qi Refining Influence, they were all established by Demon Cultivators.

Yan Country could be considered the main bastion of the Demonic path.

The Yin Soul Sect’s Main Sect, the Nether Soul Sect, was one of Yan Country’s Nascent Soul Demon Sects!

And this Five Poisons Valley that Ye Sang hailed from was another one of Yan Country’s Nascent Soul Demon Sects.

According to legend.

The Five Poisons Valley was home to five great Nascent Soul Old Demons, all of whom were Poison Cultivators with terrifying methods.

Wu Shuo shouted, "Ye Sang, you have some nerve! A Demon Cultivator from Yan Country daring to run rampant in our Zhao Country!"

"And why shouldn’t I dare?"

Ye Sang retorted with a laugh.

"The Cultivators here are all pathetically weak. So what if they know I’m a Demon Cultivator? I could casually toss out a few Poison Techniques and stir up a storm, making countless Cultivators in this place willingly become Poison Cultivators."

Hearing this.

Li Chang’an was suddenly reminded of an old acquaintance.

"There was once a Cultivator in the Southern Domain called the Five Poison Wanderer. The Poison Technique he cultivated... could it be that you were the one who gave it to him?"

"That’s right."

Ye Sang was all smiles, answering every question readily.

"When I first arrived in the Southern Domain all those years ago, I found that little fellow quite agreeable to the eye, so I bestowed a few Poison Techniques upon him."

’I have to admit, those few Poison Techniques were quite good.’

The Five Poison Wanderer’s talent wasn’t exceptional, yet with those Poison Techniques, he managed to cultivate to the Foundation Establishment Peak and even had a chance at Core Formation.

As for the death of the Five Poison Wanderer.

Ye Sang felt no pity. After all, he was just a pawn casually placed on the board.

If he could throw the Southern Domain into chaos, all the better. If not, it didn’t matter.

To him.

What was truly important was this Land of Corpse Nourishment.

"I discovered this place many years ago. There are no opportunities inside, but it is perfect for nourishing corpses. Thus, I spent over a hundred years slowly figuring out the situation here and gaining control of its numerous Residual Arrays..."

Now, Ye Sang was practically half-master of this strange space.

That was why.

He seemed so confident.

Li Chang’an asked again, "You invited Daoist Zi Yun and Daoist Wu Shuo here to refine them into Poisonous Corpses?"

"Not exactly."

Ye Sang shook his head slightly.

"I merely wanted to use a Poison Technique to control Daoist Zi Yun, and through her, get close to the Zi Xi Saintess to win the favor of the Purple Mist Sect’s future Nascent Soul True Monarch."

"I see."

Li Chang’an understood.

What the man said was more or less what he had guessed.

As for why he wanted to win Zi Xi’s favor, Ye Sang didn’t elaborate.

He asked with a smile, "Daoist Zi Yun, are you willing to become my servant and help me win the favor of the Zi Xi Saintess?"

"In your dreams!"

Zi Yun stared at him, her eyes filled with killing intent.

At the same time, she felt a pang of regret.

Because of a Demon Cultivator, she had misunderstood a Righteous Cultivator like Li Chang’an.

’Thinking back now... every single word Li Chang’an said before was correct.’

’It was just her pride. As a Sect Disciple of a Major Sect, she had always looked down on Mountain Wanderer Cultivators and was biased against Li Chang’an, refusing to believe his words.’

Zi Yun said apologetically, "Daoist Li, I was wrong before."

"It’s fine."

Li Chang’an waved his hand dismissively.

"Let’s kill this man first. We can talk about other things later."

"Right, let’s kill this Demon Cultivator first!"

Zi Yun could no longer contain her killing intent. Magical Power surged around her as she wished for nothing more than to tear Ye Sang to shreds.

Ye Sang let out a loud laugh.

"Kill me? You two think too highly of yourselves."

With a grand wave of his hand, the surrounding poisonous fog surged, instantly engulfing the entire valley.

The situation around the trio reverted to how it was before.

Ye Sang’s laughter echoed from deep within the poisonous fog.

"Li Chang’an, I have operated here for a century. The poisonous fog is endless. How many Elixir Pills could you possibly have?"

He clearly intended to trap the three of them in the poisonous fog until they exhausted all their Treasures.

The dense poisonous fog assailed them madly, devouring everything in the vicinity.

All three erected a barrier with their Magical Power to temporarily hold back the fog, but their own Magical Power was draining rapidly, forcing them to constantly consume Elixir Pills.

"BANG!"

A Poisonous Corpse suddenly appeared out of the dense fog and slammed against the Magical Power barrier in front of Li Chang’an.

Immediately after.

More and more Poisonous Corpses began to attack.

Countless Poisonous Corpses flickered in and out of sight within the fog, each with a hideous expression, making the place seem like a Purgatory on earth.

"What should we do now?"

Wu Shuo’s face was full of worry.

His Magical Combat strength wasn’t great, and his Artifact Refining Skill was useless here, so he could only ask Li Chang’an and Zi Yun.

"Ye Sang has been operating here for too long. We can’t possibly outlast him. Daoist Li, how much longer can your Elixir Pills hold out?"

"It’s alright. I can hold on for a few more days."

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