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"Oh?" Wei Yang's eyes lit up. He humbly inquired, "I wonder if Senior has ever heard of a special constitution called the Woeful Poison Body?"
"The Woeful Poison Body?!" Yao Lao's hand trembled, almost pulling out a few strands of his beard. His eyes widened. "Why are you suddenly asking about that?"
"So, Senior does know about it." Wei Yang spread his hands, appearing somewhat helpless. "I have a friend who possesses the Woeful Poison Body."
Yao Lao's eyes immediately narrowed, and his expression became solemn. "The Woeful Poison Body has appeared again… Sigh, such a constitution is truly ominous!"
He sighed and then looked at Wei Yang, frowning as he asked, "Has your friend's constitution already awakened?"
Wei Yang nodded.
"To what extent?" Yao Lao's pupils shrank. "Your friend… wouldn't happen to be in Wu Tan City, would they?"
He almost wanted to grab a bucket and run away.
His current frail old bones—no, his soul body—definitely couldn't withstand the torment of the Woeful Poison Body.
A fully developed Woeful Poison Body was a walking catastrophe. If it lost control and erupted, all life within a thousand miles would be wiped out!
Even with his Heavenly Flame protecting him, he wouldn't be able to endure it.
A fully matured Woeful Poison Body would at least be at the high-rank Dou Zong level. Once it lost control, even a low-rank Dou Zun would have to retreat temporarily.
Xiao Yan, though confused, listened carefully, sensing that they were discussing something extremely significant.
The power of a Heavenly Flame that rivaled a Dou Huang?
The Woeful Poison Body?
Just the names alone sounded formidable!
Strength…
Xiao Yan clenched his fists, a deep unwillingness stirring within him. His thirst for power grew even stronger.
If he had no strength, he couldn't even understand the conversations of the strong.
Wei Yang smiled and explained, "My friend isn't in Wu Tan City. She's currently in the Magic Beast Mountain Range. She's only at the Dou Ling level for now, so Senior can rest easy."
"Only at the Dou Ling level?" Yao Lao sighed in relief but quickly frowned again. "No, the Woeful Poison Body grows at an extremely fast rate!"
"If provided with enough lethal poison, it can grow without limit—until it completely loses control!"
"In an extremely short time, it can reach the Dou Zong level!"
His gaze shifted toward the mist-covered Magic Beast Mountain Range in the distance, then back to Wei Yang. A chilling intent surfaced in his eyes.
"Brat Wei, why don't we join forces and eliminate this scourge before it fully matures?"
The Magic Beast Mountain Range was right next to Wu Tan City!
Yao Lao had no choice but to be cautious.
His future disciple, Xiao Yan, and his family lived here!
Wei Yang shook his head. His expression turned extremely serious as he looked at Yao Lao and declared, "She is very important to me. She's my only family! Senior, I advise you to abandon this thought. Otherwise—"
As he spoke, an overwhelming aura slowly rose from his body, locking onto Yao Lao. A chilling killing intent flickered in his eyes.
"Even if I am not strong enough, I will fight you to the death—no matter what it takes!"
"You—!"
Yao Lao was suddenly locked by Wei Yang's killing intent, and his heart jolted. His ethereal body instinctively floated backward, and within his eyes, pale-white flames flickered ominously.
A chilling and powerful aura surged from him, directly clashing with the scorching pressure emanating from Wei Yang.
"Brat Wei, are you out of your mind?! Do you even know what the Woeful Poison Body is?" Yao Lao scolded.
At the same time, he turned toward Xiao Yan. "Xiao Yan, leave this place immediately!"
Xiao Yan frowned. He looked at Wei Yang, then at Yao Lao. His thin frame trembled under the weight of the two powerful auras, forcing him to step back repeatedly.
Of course, neither Wei Yang nor Yao Lao had fully unleashed their auras. They had deliberately contained them within the mountaintop.
Otherwise, not just the Xiao Clan—even the entire Wu Tan City—would have been alarmed.
They hadn't intentionally targeted Xiao Yan either. Instead, they had subtly shielded him.
Bang!
Xiao Yan staggered backward until he slammed into a tree trunk, finally coming to a stop.
He gritted his teeth, planting his feet firmly on the ground and leaning against the tree just to stabilize himself.
He couldn't help but look up at the two figures in front of him, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
So this… is the power of true experts?
They felt even stronger than his father!
Just the faint clash of their auras alone nearly suffocated him.
"I naturally know what the Woeful Poison Body is."
Wei Yang's expression was solemn as he stared at Yao Lao. "But no matter who it is—if they dare to harm her, then I, despite my lack of ability, will fight to the death!"
"You—! You little lunatic!" Yao Lao's beard trembled as he snapped angrily, "What do you know?! That kind of constitution is a walking disaster! If she loses control and erupts, the entire Magic Beast Mountain Range, Wu Tan City, and even the entire Jia Ma Empire will be wiped out!"
"The moment the Poison Body awakens, she won't be able to suppress her desire for lethal poison. The more poison she consumes, the faster she grows… She's only at the Dou Ling level now, but in just two or three years, she could reach Dou Zong!"
"And by then, who in the Jia Ma Empire could stop her?"
"The stronger she becomes, the closer she gets to complete loss of control. At that point, a rampaging Woeful Poison Body will be nothing less than a walking catastrophe, bringing death wherever she goes!"
"Woeful… Woeful! Do you even realize how many people will die because of this?"
"The first one to die will be you!" Yao Lao huffed in frustration.
From Wei Yang's reaction, Yao Lao had already pieced things together. His gaze softened with a trace of sympathy.
This brat… You actually dare to pursue someone with the Woeful Poison Body?
I have to admire your guts!
Yao Lao sighed inwardly.
The Woeful Poison Body was indeed a great danger to the world…
But at the same time, the one who possessed it was merely a pitiful soul—someone destined for tragedy.
Throughout history, those who befriended the Woeful Poison Body all met a tragic end, leaving behind nothing but sorrow and regret.
No one had ever managed to save a fully rampaging Woeful Poison Body.
All they could do was watch helplessly as that person took step after step toward their inevitable destruction.
"I know all of this," Wei Yang replied calmly.
"But I also know that the Woeful Poison Body can be controlled!"
"Oh?"
Yao Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint but deeply concealed glint flashing within them.
He suspected that Wei Yang might already know his true identity.
After all, he did possess a secret method to suppress the Woeful Poison Body using a special Poison Pill Method—though that method was… somewhat unreliable.
Wei Yang, however, continued, "For example—the Ghostly Poison Flame."
"Uh…"
Yao Lao was momentarily stunned. He secretly let out a breath of relief but also raised an eyebrow.
Stroking his white beard, he pondered for a moment before nodding. "The Ghostly Poison Flame… Yes, it does indeed complement the Woeful Poison Body well."
"The reason the Woeful Poison Body loses control is largely due to its rapid increase in power, which makes it impossible to perfectly control. This eventually leads to the Ten Thousand Poison Devouring the Body…"
Wei Yang's lips curved into a faint smile. "And the Ghostly Poison Flame is a flame that grows by consuming countless poisons. It's practically the perfect match for the Woeful Poison Body! That's why I boldly speculated that it could help the Woeful Poison Body master its own strength."
"Even if it can't fully help her control it, I believe it could at least significantly delay her loss of control—or even reduce the risk to its lowest possible level. What does Senior think?"
Yao Lao furrowed his brows in deep thought, quickly analyzing the possibility. A moment later, he nodded slightly, acknowledging the logic. "What you're saying… does have a very strong basis."
"If even Senior agrees with my theory, then it means I might be right." Wei Yang's face lit up with a flash of excitement.
Who was Yao Lao?
He was none other than the renowned Yao Zun Zhe of Central Plains!
A descendant of the ancient Yao Clan!
And someone who had lived to this age—his knowledge was beyond question.
Since even he acknowledged this possibility, then it was practically confirmed!
"But… the Ghostly Poison Flame is not easy to find." Yao Lao glanced at Wei Yang with a meaningful look.
Wei Yang merely smiled, his expression unreadable. "Everything is up to fate."
"Hah! 'Up to fate,' is it?"
Yao Lao's gaze deepened. He nearly couldn't resist the urge to just grab this kid and shake the truth out of him.
He was certain—this brat had a lead on the Ghostly Poison Flame!
Or perhaps… he even knew exactly where it was!
Good heavens!
Other people searched high and low for Heavenly Flames in vain.
This kid already had the Green Lotus Core Flame… and now he knew about the Ghostly Poison Flame too?!
Does the Dou Qi Continent's treasure vault belong to you or something?!
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