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Chapter 85 is Toxic

Wang Yan felt relieved and landed with peace of mind. He then immediately took out two Tier 1 Restoration Pills from his storage bracelet and swallowed them.

However, his cultivation level increased too quickly, and now the first-tier Restoration Pill is not very effective in restoring his health, only restoring a small portion of his original level.

Wang Yan swallowed two more pills with some regret.

At this moment, ignoring the large patches of bright red blood on the sword, Deacon Xiao Jin walked over, sword in hand, and looked at the young man in the bushes with a puzzled expression, whose face was swollen but who was still breathing: "He doesn't seem to be dead."

"I... I just poisoned him until he was unconscious." Wang Yan guiltily looked away.

Having become accustomed to the Five Stresses, Four Beauties, and Three Loves, how could they possibly bring themselves to kill someone?

Surprise flashed in Xiao Jin's eyes, then the sharpness and murderous intent in them lessened slightly. Suddenly, he flipped his right hand, revealing a miniature nine-tiered iron tower, which he extended towards the still unconscious youth. A divine character also appeared between his brows: "Villain, surrender!"

Then the iron tower emitted a shimmering light as tall as a person, and after a few breaths, it completely enveloped the poisoned youth and sucked him into the tower.

Wang Yan was stunned: "That's possible?"

Deacon Jin calmly received the nine-story iron pagoda, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Grandmaster guessed you weren't used to killing, so he had me take this prison pagoda. Let's go, next place!"

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, and Qin Bilian's handsome face appeared in his mind.

I felt a little touched.

Then, Wang Yan's expression relaxed: "Okay!"

He handed two more Tier 1 Restoration Pills to Deacon Jin: "Would you like some?"

Deacon Jin raised his right eyebrow, his gaze softening slightly, but he shook his head: "It's of little use to me now. Keep it for yourself. But, when they told you to set a fire, you actually did?"

Wang Yan put away the first-tier recovery pill and explained without hesitation, "The humidity there is high, and I used a control rune so that even a tiny spark wouldn't burn the grass. It extinguished automatically just now, and it also lowered their guard."

Deacon Jin looked him over with curiosity: "You have so many new divine runes!"

Wang Yan chuckled awkwardly, "Just try it more often when you have free time!"

"You know how to find a place!"

In the next few places, if they encountered disciples of the Shuihua Sect and Jiangyin Sect, Wang Yan would pretend to be a disciple of the Liehuo Sect and say that he was lost. Then he would continue to cooperate with Deacon Xiao Jin, one responsible for killing and the other for poisoning.

Two bottles of Tier 1 Restoration Pills were used up.

But Wang Yan's speed in activating the poison text was getting faster and faster.

"You still need to practice in real situations more often!"

Perhaps because this area was not within the territory of the Blazing Fire Sect, they did not encounter any members of the Blazing Fire Sect even when they were wiping out disciples of enemy sects who were setting fires everywhere.

On several occasions, Deacon Jin would sense in advance the patrolling disciples sent out by the sect and avoid them.

In Deacon Jin's prison tower, several people who had been poisoned unconscious by Wang Yan had already been taken in.

"Your word 'Poison God' is really useful!"

"You didn't write it?"

"I couldn't stand the feeling of the poison taking effect, so I gave up after trying it. But I'll give it a try next time."

"If you know how to write the character '净' (jing), just try it boldly, it's not that difficult."

"Okay, I've got it."

……

More than half an hour later, the forest on a certain mountain peak was finally set ablaze by the enemy sect disciples.

When Wang Yan arrived at the scene with Deacon Xiao Jin, he was met with a blast of scorching air.

Thick, choking smoke billowed in all directions.

Several cultivators from the Blazing Fire Sect were standing smugly by the fire, laughing loudly.

"Let's see if the people from the Cloud Cauldron Sect will still hide this time!"

"With such a large fire, if it spreads with the wind, it will probably burn the entire mountain down in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea."

The vibrant energy emanating from two of them made Wang Yan frown. He glanced worriedly at the young steward beside him, his lips slightly parted: "At least two at the Qi Condensation Realm! I'll try the poison attack!"

"Who?" One of the fat cultivators from the Blazing Fire Sect, who was at the Qi Condensation Realm, suddenly looked in their direction with a look that seemed capable of melting Wang Yan's heart.

Wang Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes, and without thinking, he transformed into a streak of light, shooting towards their heads while simultaneously casting the newly formed divine runes upon them.

"The smoke is pungent and feels like something is stuck in my throat!"

Fortunately, this doesn't require much Xuan Qi, so even cultivators in the Xuan Dong stage could probably use it.

The divine power of "Fleeting Light" allowed his lean body to transform into a straight beam of light in mid-air, narrowly passing over the heads of the cultivators.

The young steward, Little Jin, who followed closely behind, also used the same movement technique, but was even faster, slashing his sword down at the fat cultivator.

The thick smoke, as if drawn by an invisible hand, surged towards the Blazing Fire Sect cultivators, converging at their nostrils.

Immediately afterwards, the men's expressions changed slightly, their eyes bulged, and they all raised their hands to choke themselves.

"Insolence..." The fat cultivator who had been shouting first looked up and saw Wang Yan's clothes, his pupils contracted in surprise, then he reacted and pointed at him in shock and anger: "Where...are you...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the fat monk abruptly withdrew his hand, clutching his throat as if something was choking him, and could no longer utter the stern shout that followed.

Seeing a hint of panic in his eyes, a glimmer of joy flashed in Wang Yan's own eyes.

"That really worked!"

However, cultivators at the Profound Breaking Realm can activate their internal circulation when oxygen is scarce, breathing in the profound energy of heaven and earth through the pores of their entire body.

Wang Yan used this sentence simply to slow down the group's movements and demoralize them.

Then, the blade of Deacon Jin's sword, gleaming with the light of the sunlight, pierced straight toward the fat cultivator's heart.

Wang Yan's brows relaxed, and he used the momentum to land firmly.

"The Profound Qi Golden Paper can even bind cultivators at the Qi Condensation Realm. Using it on these few Profound Breakthrough Realm cultivators is too wasteful! I'll try out my Taiji Sword Technique first!"

Wang Yan drew his sword and, taking advantage of the moment when one of the Xuanpo Realm cultivators was slow and flustered, stabbed him in the heart without any hesitation.

At this moment, these people are the ones who want to destroy his sect. They have already set fire to the mountain, and their actions prove that they are evil people. There is no need to hold back anymore!

The flawless blade, as if sensing Wang Yan's impatience and ruthlessness, instantly unleashed a light more dazzling than sunlight.

A sharp sword beam shot out several meters, piercing through the defensive light on the man's robe.

It was as easy as a sword cutting into wet mud.

"Senior Brother Qiao's forging is indeed reliable!" Wang Yan's eyes lit up with joy as he saw a sword strike draw blood, and bright red blood immediately seeped out from the man's chest.

Wang Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he quickly sheathed his sword. While using his Xuan Qi to support the powerful effects of the phrases "smoke is choking and feels like a lump in the throat" and "light flashes by," he quickly retreated to avoid the attacks of the others.

"You little brat, I'm going to kill you!" Several cultivators from the Blazing Fire Sect around him raised their swords with murderous intent in their eyes.

Even more intense flames, drawn by the tiny divine runes, glowed with an unbearable red light, roaring as they hurtled towards Wang Yan.