Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 285 - 285 284 Thousand Spider Poison Grass

285: Chapter 284 Thousand Spider Poison Grass 285: Chapter 284 Thousand Spider Poison Grass “Senior, I see your legs are turning black, tinged with purple.

You must have been struck by a strange poison.

Could it be the thousand-year-old poisonous bee sting or the Black Flood Dragon Poison Heart?”

“I’ve heard from my master that only the Thousand Spider Poison Grass can counteract these two poisons.

Is this also what you were thinking, Senior?”

“You…

you know the poison I’m afflicted with?” The odd old man’s face turned excited, his whole body trembling.

The blood parrot circled above his head, “Poisoned, poisoned…”

“You actually know about these two poisons, it seems your sect must be extraordinary!” The odd old man gave a bitter smile, “I’ve cultivated the Thousand Spider Poison Grass for two years, but never succeeded.”

“Now, those poisonous insects are almost used up.

Those cost me a great deal to acquire!”

Lin Xuan remained silent.

It seemed that cultivating the Thousand Spider Poison Grass was quite difficult.

But from the way the Lord of Wine spoke, it seemed he held it in disdain, hinting at an even more terrifying identity than Lin Xuan had imagined.

“When it comes to cultivating the Thousand Spider Poison Grass, it is indeed difficult, but to those in the know, it is quite simple,” Lin Xuan said with a smile.

“Simple?

You say it’s simple?” The odd old man was so angry that his neck turned red, “For years I have spent countless efforts and sought the help of many skilled people, to no avail in reviving the Thousand Spider Poison Grass, and you dare call it simple!”

Suddenly, his expression changed, and with a trembling voice, he asked, “Could your master possibly do it?”

“Kid, if you could invite your master here, I would pay any price!” The odd old man clung to this like a lifeline.

“Alas, I could have found him, but there are rules of Dan King Valley, once you enter, you can never leave.

Where would I go looking for him?” Lin Xuan shrugged his shoulders.

“Don’t say that, young friend.

As long as you can invite your master, no one would dare stop you for any dog-shit rules!”

“Is that so, no other benefits?” Lin Xuan sighed deliberately.

“Of course, there are benefits!

If you can cultivate the Thousand Spider Poison Grass, you will be a great benefactor to me.

When the time comes, if the Mu family bullies you, I’ll lead you to their doorstep!”

“Really?” Lin Xuan was half-doubtful.

The old man’s mood swings were too rapid.

Little did he know the odd old man had been poisoned for over a hundred years, his legs crippled, forced to rely on a wheelchair.

He didn’t know how much effort he had wasted, just hoping one day he could stand again.

But for nearly a hundred years, there had been no success.

Now that Lin Xuan offered a glimmer of hope, how could he let it go?

“Kid, I hope everything you say is true, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude!” The old man seemed to think of something.

“A martial artist of the Spirit Sea Realm, what waves could I possibly make in your presence?” Lin Xuan gave a bitter smile.

“We should hurry,” said the odd old man with urgency on his face.

“Where to?” Lin Xuan was taken aback.

“To find your master!” the odd old man said irritably, “Didn’t you just talk about him?

Have you forgotten?”

“No, how could I forget!” Lin Xuan shook his head, “But my master is always wandering, with no fixed abode.

The last time I saw him was five years ago, where do you expect me to go searching?”

“Wandering around?” The odd old man’s face darkened, and he stared at Lin Xuan with a displeased expression.

“You don’t believe me?

I even thought of helping you detoxify!” Lin Xuan sighed, “Never mind, I won’t help.”

“What, you can detoxify me!” the odd old man exclaimed again.

“Young friend, don’t be angry, how could I not believe you!”

“Is that so, then what was with that look just now?” Lin Xuan pouted.

“My look was very friendly, you must have seen it wrong!” The odd old man’s eyes gleamed, “Lin, come with me inside and sit down.”

“Little Blood, prepare the best Spiritual Tea!” commanded the odd old man.

“Spiritual Tea!

Spiritual Tea!” the blood parrot called out as it flew away.

Lin Xuan chuckled to himself, it seemed the old man was now placated.

Fortunately, there was the Lord of Wine, otherwise, he might have had to spend a lifetime here.

“What is Senior’s name?” Lin Xuan asked.

“Just call me Di Que,” the strange elder replied.

“As long as you can remove the poison from my leg, you will be my great benefactor.”

“From now on, your affairs are my affairs!”

“Senior Di Que, may I ask exactly what kind of poison is inflicted upon you?” Lin Xuan asked.

“Thousand-year-old poisonous bee sting,” Di Que said gravely, “and it’s the Queen Bee Poison.”

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment, waiting for Lord of Wine’s judgment.

After a while, he slowly said, “The thousand-year-old poisonous bee sting’s nature is Yin and cold; the poisoned parts become limp and weak and will be accompanied by a penetrating pain that reaches deep into the soul.”

“This kind of pain occurs three times a day; although it’s not fatal, it’s extremely tormenting.”

“It seems the one who poisoned you is extremely malicious!”

“Yes, exactly right!” Di Que’s expression became excited; Lin Xuan’s description matched his condition precisely.

Lin Xuan gave a faint smile and continued, “The Thousand Spider Poison Grass might counteract this poison, but it grows too slowly, and using poison to fight poison will cause great harm to your legs.”

“I happen to recall a method that my master once mentioned.

I wonder if Senior would be willing to try it?”

“What method?” Di Que asked subconsciously.

“Hundred Flower Marrow Cleansing Powder,” Lin Xuan replied slowly.

“You know this method!” Di Que’s face trembled.

This elder, who could blow a Spirit Merging Realm martial artist away with a punch, was as excited as a child in front of Lin Xuan.

The Hundred Flower Marrow Cleansing Powder indeed was the best solution for his leg injury, but it was an ancient elixir recipe, extremely precious.

He had been unable to find it, so he resorted to the next best thing, using the Thousand Spider Poison Grass to fight the poison with poison.

“Lin young friend, this is an ancient elixir recipe; are you sure you have it?”

Lin Xuan nodded, took out paper and pen from his storage ring, wrote quickly, and then handed the paper to the old man Di Que.

Di Que trembled with excitement as he read it, nearly jumping up with joy.

“Lin young friend, you are so generous to give this to me, aren’t you afraid I’ll keep it to myself?”

“I trust Senior,” Lin Xuan said with a light smile.

In truth, to refine this elixir, just having the recipe is not enough.

One would need special techniques, specific engravings, and other things.

Lin Xuan was not worried at all.

Di Que also understood these matters; however, when he saw Lin Xuan throw an ancient elixir recipe to him as if it were a piece of waste paper, his heart still raced uncontrollably.

“What is the background of this lad?” For a moment, his reverence for Lin Xuan’s identity grew.

A youth who could casually produce an ancient elixir recipe must belong to an extremely terrifying sect.

“Senior Di Que, you go and collect these materials first.

In two days, I will pass on the refining techniques to you,” Lin Xuan said.

“And please provide me with a cultivation room.

I need to go into seclusion for a while.”

“No problem, I’ll arrange for someone to handle it right away!” Di Que hurriedly wheeled himself away in his wheelchair.

Soon, a servant led Lin Xuan into a high-grade cultivation room.

After securing the room’s door, Lin Xuan set up a defensive array before beginning to meditate and regulate his breathing.

In truth, he was not lightly injured from this escape, and his qi-blood was greatly depleted, potentially harming his foundation.

Fortunately, he had strange treasures like Earth Spirit Liquid, preventing damage to his core.

He now needed to properly recuperate, restoring his body to its peak condition.