Chapter 272 Heavenly Poison Scripture
In the Bai Clan!
Bai Zihan was busy and was unable to attend the Dragon and Phoenix Competition, though he already knew how it might go.
Instead, these days were all spent on training Jin Yuelin or rather stablizing her Yin.
First of all, there was ample treasure containing Yang Energy in the Bai Clan, and Bai Zihan had full access to it.
With the contribution of giving a Saint-Grade Artifact to the clan, he could use whatever he wanted, however he wished.
Not to mention, while precious and expensive to others, those items weren't necessarily that valuable to the Bai Clan.
Jin Yuelin, who was almost dying due to a deficiency in Yang Energy, now had so much of it that she reached the point where she couldn't absorb anymore.
Piles of treasures rich in Yang Essence glowed faintly, their radiance washing over Jin Yuelin as she sat cross-legged, her breathing steady, her complexion no longer pale and sickly as before.
Once on the verge of death from her Yin-poison affliction, she now looked like a reborn lotus-delicate yet thriving, brimming with suppressed vitality.
Bai Zihan stood nearby, arms folded, quietly observing. The transformation in only a few short days was drastic, yet he knew this was only the beginning.
It was then that the calm, ancient voice of the Immortal Emperor's Soul echoed within his mind.
"She has reached the threshold. The Yang treasures have stabilized her condition, and the rampaging poison no longer erodes her meridians. She should be able to learn the technique now... However-"
The voice deepened, carrying a note of warning. "-you must be cautious. Such methods stir the very roots of life and death within her body. Even the slightest deviation could cause a violent backlash. Be ready to intervene at any moment."
Bai Zihan's gaze sharpened, and he gave a slight nod.
"Understood!"
Stepping forward, he knelt before Jin Yuelin. His eyes softened slightly, but his voice carried weight.
"Jin Yuelin," he began, "your condition has improved greatly, but the poison within you still lingers. If left unchecked, it will erupt again sooner or later." Her bright eyes lifted, calm yet unwavering as they met his.
"That is why," Bai Zihan continued, "I am going to teach you a technique-one that can harmonize with the poison inside your body. With it, you'll be able to live without fear... and perhaps even turn this curse into your strength."
Her breath quickened faintly, but her gaze did not waver.
"However," Bai Zihan's tone grew serious, "this will not be easy. The technique will test your endurance and your will. You must be prepared."
Jin Yuelin's lips pressed into a firm line. She straightened her back, her voice steady though her heart pounded.
She nodded.
A faint smile tugged at Bai Zihan's lips. He reached out, gently resting a hand atop her head, a rare gesture of reassurance.
Bai Zihan withdrew his hand, his gaze steady, his presence calm as still water.
"Close your eyes," he(Immortal Emperor) instructed softly. "Empty your thoughts. I will guide you through the technique."
Jin Yuelin obeyed, her long lashes trembling slightly before falling shut. Her breath steadied, her mind focusing.
Bai Zihan placed a hand above her back, his Qi flowing in delicate threads.
"This technique," Bai Zihan said, his voice low and resonant, "is called the Heavenly Poison Scripture. It will not eradicate your poison, but once mastered, it will allow you to coexist with it-and perhaps command it."
As he spoke, Qi sank slowly into Jin Yuelin's body, intertwining with her meridians.
Her face contorted slightly as the Yin-poison within her reacted, writhing like a venomous beast suddenly shackled.
Her breath hitched. A low groan escaped her lips, but she did not collapse. She gritted her teeth, enduring.
"That's it," Bai Zihan(Feilian) encouraged, his voice steady as a mountain. "Do not resist with force. Guide it. Contain it."
Bit by bit, under his direction, Jin Yuelin's aura stabilized.
The black poison that once leaked uncontrollably through her meridians began to shrink inward, compressed by the coiling Yang seals that Bai Zihan had
planted.
Her body trembled violently, sweat soaking her robes, but she endured.
Minutes passed like hours.
At last, her aura calmed. Her complexion was flushed but healthy, her breathing
smooth.
A faint glow lingered in her meridians, proof that the Heavenly Poison Scripture
was taking root.
"It... it worked..."
She whispered, her eyes fluttering open with tears of relief.
Bai Zihan gave a faint nod, lips curving into the barest smile.
"Well done. You-"
But before he could finish, a sharp pulse erupted from deep within her dantian.
Jin Yuelin gasped, her body convulsing.
The seals he had laid shuddered violently, cracking as an overwhelming surge of Yin-poison suddenly bared its fangs, lashing out like a flood.
Her lips turned blue, veins blackening across her skin as the poison threatened
to explode outward.
"Not good!"
Feilian exclaimed, realizing that the poison inside Jin Yuelin was imploding.
"Who could have thought that such an amount of poison was suppressed in her body... I greatly underestimated the Heavenly Poison Body."
She explained further.
"Bai Zihan, get away-or you will be engulfed by it!"
The Immortal Emperor warned.
Bai Zihan's eyes narrowed, his expression unchanging even as his hand shot
forward, pressing against her back.
His Qi surged like a tide, weaving into her collapsing meridians.
The Immortal Emperor's Soul roared within his mind:
"Reckless! The poison of the Heavenly Poison Body is not something one can
touch! To absorb even a trace is to court certain death!"
But Bai Zihan did not hesitate.
Not to mention, if it was truly life-threatening, he could always buy the antidote from the System Store though ridiculously expensive.
Moreover, he didn't believe any poison could affect his body, which had already
been refined multiple times through the Primordial Chaos Body Refinement
Technique.
The black venomous mist that leaked from her veins was sucked into him, disappearing instantly without leaving a trace.
And as expected, while slight discomfort, there wasn't any significant change in
his body like instead of Poison engulfing him, it was the other way around.
Jin Yuelin's trembling slowed. The dark veins receded, her complexion returning to normal as she slumped weakly forward, gasping for breath. Inside Bai Zihan's body, the poison should have rampaged-melting meridians, shattering organs, corroding his soul.
But instead... it was as if a stone had been dropped into the boundless sea of his Primordial Chaos Body.
No ripple appeared. No harm was done.
The Immortal Emperor's Soul fell silent for a long moment. Then, his voice
echoed, heavy with disbelief.
"Impossible... That was the venom of the Heavenly Poison Body... one of the deadliest under the heavens... and you..."
Bai Zihan stood there calmly, his hand withdrawing as if nothing had occurred.
"...you took it as though it were nothing."
His gaze lowered to Jin Yuelin, who looked up at him with trembling eyes-half terrified, half in awe.
"Brother Zihan..." her voice was barely a whisper, "you... you saved me again..."
Bai Zihan said nothing. His eyes were calm, deep as an abyss, as though
devouring all storms without trace.
The Immortal Emperor's Soul, however, stirred uneasily.
"Just what kind of physique do you possess? Even Poison from Heavenly Yin
Body isn't able to do anything"
Staying with Bai Zihan, it was one shock after another. Perhaps the amount of
times she was surprised by Bai Zihan exceed all of the shock she had receive
when she was still alive.
***
The rest of the days were Jin Yuelin, now practising the technique taught and
trying to control her power.
And Bai ZIhan, he received the news about the result of the Semi-Final and as
expected, it was Nie Fengzhuo and Bai Xueqing who made it through.
No Surprise!
The days that followed settled into a steady rhythm.
Jin Yuelin remained within the cultivation chamber, practicing the Heavenly Poison Scripture, guiding her venomous Qi under Bai Zihan's earlier
instruction.
Though progress was slow and demanding, her once-fragile body now held a
newfound vitality.
Her complexion grew clearer, her aura steadier, and with each passing day, the shadow of death that had once clung to her diminished further.
Bai Zihan, meanwhile, quietly observed her diligence while also tending to his
own cultivation.
One morning, after ensuring that her meridians were stable, he rose to his feet. "Jin Yuelin," his voice was calm, carrying no room for argument, "continue practicing the technique I taught you."
Jin Yuelin opened her eyes, her breathing still slightly uneven from her session.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, her tone carrying a faint trace of
worry:
"Brother Zihan... are you going somewhere?"
Bai Zihan paused, then gave a small nod.
"The finals of the Dragon and Phoenix Competition are about to begin. It will be held in the Imperial Capital. I will be going to watch."
The news instantly lit up Jin Yuelin's eyes. Her pale face seemed to glow with a
hint of liveliness as she leaned forward eagerly.
"Then let me go with you!"
She blurted out, her voice brighter than he had ever heard it.
"No. You should remain here and practice the Heavenly Poison Scripture. Your
progress is still at its most fragile stage. A single mistake could undo days of
effort."
Jin Yuelin pouted faintly, but her determination did not falter.
"I've been working tirelessly these past few days," she argued gently, her tone carrying both firmness and a hint of pleading.
"A little break won't harm me. Pretty please, Brother Zihan!"
Bai Zihan regarded her in silence for a long moment. Finally, he exhaled lightly,
a faint trace of amusement flickering across his lips.
Bai Zihan finally nodded.
"Very well.""
"Yes!"
Jin Yuelin's eyes shone, her earlier fatigue replaced by excitement.