I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1812 - 243: Master’s Orders

Chapter 1812: Chapter 243: Master’s Orders

When Yiqi Weimao dragged his heavy steps up the Reflection Cliff on Suspending Pot Peak, he saw from afar the most outstanding member of the branch, Yiqi Tianlong, cultivating amidst thousands of poisonous flowers and venomous weeds. His eyes carried a hint of both heartache and pride.

From ancient times to the present, the Poison Spirit Body has never been considered a top-tier physique. Becoming a Dao Child of the Divine Sect was less a matter of inherited talent and bloodline than of Yiqi Tianlong’s own comprehension and resilience.

Unlike the grand and upright path of the Five Elements Spirit Body, it is rare for warriors with the Poison Spirit Body to meet a favorable end. Firstly, due to the nature of the physique, they are abhorred by gods and feared by ghosts from an early age. Secondly, mastering poison requires an exceedingly high level of mental fortitude.

Therefore, warriors awakened to the Poison Spirit Body are often either characteristically extreme and eccentric or turn themselves into grotesque beings neither human nor ghost.

Although the martial path does not rely on appearances, the desire to be admired is universal. The living conditions of those with the Poison Spirit Body are self-evident.

Even someone like Yiqi Tianlong, born as a Dao Child of the Divine Sect’s main branch, was still ostracized by peers of the same rank. Yet he has never complained; his tenacity is astonishing.

Yiqi Weimao could sincerely claim that, among all the disciples of Xiehe’s martial arts world in the younger generation, Yiqi Tianlong’s temperament and martial prowess would rank in the top ten. And if considering King Realm potential, Yiqi Tianlong would at least place in the top three.

Gazing at the disciple he single-handedly raised and nurtured from afar, the Little Miasma Peak master sighed deeply. He was well aware of how much the words about to be spoken would impact his disciple’s Dao Heart, but he also understood that within the entire Medicine God Sect, there was no one more suited to be a persuader than himself.

Certain matters must be undertaken by him as the master!

Just as the Little Miasma Peak master was wrestling with himself internally, Yiqi Tianlong, who was cultivating, had already noticed the guest’s arrival.

Thinking back to the days of being stripped of the Dao Child title—gods abhorred him, ghosts shunned him—the number of visitors who came to see him could be counted on one hand.

Thus, Yiqi Tianlong immediately stopped his cultivation, assimilated the Dragon Centipede Soul into the poison spirit throughout his body, ensuring not a trace remained, then stood up and respectfully walked to the cave entrance. Bowing towards Yiqi Weimao at the cliff edge, he said, "Disciple of Little Miasma Peak, Yiqi Tianlong, greets the Peak Master."

"Stand up quickly."

Wearing a friendly smile, Yiqi Weimao let his disciple rise, looking as affable as an old man sitting against a wall: "Have you grown accustomed to living on the mountain these past few years? If there’s anything you need, let your master know, and I’ll immediately send someone to deliver it to you. Though there are few disciples on Little Miasma Peak, our resources are not lacking in the slightest, and they’re all cleanly sourced, so you can use them with peace of mind."

"I appreciate the master’s concern,"

Yiqi Tianlong sincerely responded. "For cultivators, how could external objects become a fixation? The Poison Saliva and Poisonous Herbs provided by the peak are sufficient for cultivation; I need nothing else."

"Master ascended the mountain today—could there be a matter for which you require your disciple’s assistance?"

"Can’t I come see my little brat without a reason?"

Yiqi Weimao jokingly scolded, "I happened to visit the Sect Master at Suspending Pot Peak and took the chance to see how you’re progressing with the path of emotional toxin fusion. So, tell me, walking an unprecedented path—how’s that coming along? Not too easy, huh?"

"It’s not too difficult either."

Yiqi Tianlong’s expression remained calm. "Cao Poison Dragon’s Poison Saliva has been a great help. The Poison Dragon’s Saliva, combined with botanical toxins and emotional toxins, produces a venomous spirit of extreme potency, capable of dissolving the spirit bodies of grandmasters. However, some issues need to be resolved before it can be deployed in actual combat."

The Little Miasma Peak master listened to his disciple’s detached tone, his heart pounding in astonishment.

He knew his disciple well—never one to exaggerate. This level of talent was almost too extraordinary to believe.

Initially, he brought up the topic casually and harbored no particular expectations, but hearing that his disciple had come up with ideas made him forget the original purpose of his visit. He pressed, "What problems are you encountering? Speak up, and I’ll help you figure them out."

Yiqi Tianlong glanced at his master’s enthusiastic face, scratched his head, and remained silent.

Feeling humiliated, Yiqi Weimao grumbled, "Has your master become so powerless that I can’t guide you anymore? Or can’t I bring this matter back to the mountain for the elders to help investigate!?"

"If so, I’ll trouble the master."

Yiqi Tianlong replied sheepishly, "However, even consulting the elders likely won’t help. The fused venomous spirit is too potent—it overwhelms even the Poison Spirit Body. General Five Elements Spirit Bodies cannot withstand it, making it difficult to use as a regular technique."

"Is the toxin truly so intense?"

Yiqi Weimao furrowed his brows. "Would it be possible to store it in venom sacs of exotic poisonous beasts?"

"I’ve tried."

Turning around, Yiqi Tianlong gestured toward the cave, "Dozens of venom sacs and shells from divine and exotic beasts were tested, but none could contain it. The venom’s potency disperses quickly and cannot be stored for long periods."

"This truly poses a challenge."

"It’s not insurmountable."

Yiqi Tianlong said faintly, "Once I complete my spiritual power accumulation, I can briefly use a Spirit-Qualified body as a temporary container. Through Spirit Qualification’s enhanced resistance, it should prevent this technique from becoming a suicidal move during combat."

"Why push it to such extremes?"

Yiqi Weimao asked sorrowfully.

"The weak must have ways to instill fear in the strong. If I can’t risk my own being, how can others fear me?"

Yiqi Tianlong said resolutely, "Being manipulated and mocked by peers—I never want to experience that again!"

"Sigh..."

Yiqi Weimao sighed deeply, "This isn’t a solution; it’s just stubborn defiance. Such intense venomous spirits, even with a Poison Spirit Body forged to grandmaster level, will leave hidden wounds. Using this technique repeatedly ends the path to the King Realm entirely. Though I’ve grown lax in martial cultivation over the years, my insight is still sharp enough. You must halt your research into toxin fusion."

"As the master commands, the disciple ought to obey."

Yiqi Tianlong cupped his hands in respect. "But I need the power of venomous spirits. Unless the master can point out a more accessible path, I won’t give up my exploration of venomous spirit cultivation."

"You little brat, growing wings and ignoring your master’s words already?"

Yiqi Weimao cursed, feeling slighted.

"I follow orders, certainly. But if they stem merely from concern and serve as roadblocks to my growth, then what I lose isn’t just King Realm potential. Do you truly believe that timid, hesitant people can reach King Realm enlightenment?"

Yiqi Tianlong spread his hands, "Looking through all the texts, I’ve never seen such figures. Instead, all who became kings share this characteristic: They walked their own path."

"No one’s path was ever as unruly as yours! Stop now—end of discussion!"

Listening to such misguided reasoning, Yiqi Weimao roared furiously.

"Then, Master, guide me on a clearer path. Otherwise, this is no different from crippling me!"

"You little brat, think you’ve cornered me with no alternative to offer?"

"How could I dare? If the master has a path, the disciple will naturally follow it."

"Fine. Then I’ll show you a path!"

"Yes, please instruct me, Master."

"I want you to switch to cultivating Void Body Refinement!"

Yiqi Weimao’s tone became calm, as though his earlier anger was nothing but a facade.