Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

Chapter 270 The Last Detoxification Pill

"Damn that hooked nose! I threw all four of my inner elixirs on him!"

Lu Yuguan cursed.

[Ding! Host swearing detected]

[Deduct one point of civilization value]

Du Yuansheng slowly approached Lu Yuguan, his eyes cold and grim: "You little bastard, you can't run away!"

Lu Yuguan gritted his teeth and said, "One inner pill has a value of 300, and five of them have a value of 1,500. Hooked nose, I will remember you!"

After saying that, he crushed the inner elixir with one hand and took the opportunity to rush to the cave entrance, but saw that the restriction light curtain had been restored.

"This Cold Marrow Cave is under my control. How could I let you escape so easily?"

Du Yuansheng laughed.

"I can't control that much anymore!"

Just as Lu Yuguan was about to force his way in, he suddenly heard the roar of a dragon and the whistling of a sword from outside the cave.

boom! ——

A golden sword light broke through the black ice on the top of the cave. Li Chonglin was covered in blood. The golden sand on the dragon-patterned sword flowed and actually created a crack in the cold marrow cave.

"Yuguan! Catch me!"

Li Chonglin screamed loudly, activated the sword technique with his left hand, and inserted the dragon-patterned sword into the forbidden crack with his right hand, regardless of the erosion of ice and frost.

Lu Yuguan leaped up, and just as his fingertips touched Li Chonglin's palm, Du Yuansheng's poisonous whip had already wrapped around his ankle.

"How dare you, a kid who's not even at the Golden Core stage, ruin this good thing of mine!?"

Du Yuansheng shouted.

At this critical moment, Qi Wei's bone bells suddenly rang out, and his moon-white wide sleeves rolled up frost and snow and crashed into the cave, freezing the poisonous whip into ice chips.

"This Saint Son said that he would personally take you out."

Qi Wei lightly tapped his fingertips, and the thousand-year-old black ice in the Hansui Cave began to wriggle like a living thing, trapping Du Xiao and the others inside the cave.

The moment the three fell out of the cave, Taoist Changping's sword intent poured out like a river from the sky, sealing the entire Hansui Cave.

Li Chonglin knelt on the ground exhausted, the golden sand on the dragon-patterned sword peeled off, revealing the hideous cracks underneath.

Lu Yuguan was about to speak when Qi Wei grabbed him by the back of his collar.

"What does this mean, Holy Son?"

Li Chonglin forced himself to stand up, pointing the tip of his sword at Qi Wei's throat.

Qi Wei ignored him, his icy blue pupils fixed on Lu Yuguan's ankle.

"The injury is not serious and can be treated."

"Let him go!"

Li Chonglin's sword energy surged, but was suppressed by Taoist Changping with a flick of his sleeve.

"Chonglin, take Lu Yuguan back to Zuidan Peak."

Taoist Changping used his sword power to lock Qi Wei's body. "If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Qi Wei raised his eyebrows and let go, and Lu Yuguan stumbled and fell into Li Chonglin's arms.

The moment their eyes met, Li Chonglin suddenly groaned, and black blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

"Li Chonglin!"

Just as Lu Yuguan was about to help him, his ankle suddenly felt numb and he almost fell down.

Qi Wei said calmly, "Just now he forcibly broke the restriction, and the cold poison has already invaded his heart meridians."

"How could this happen?" Lu Yuguan's mouth tightened.

"Let's not talk about him first. Your feet have also been poisoned by Du Yuansheng. If you don't treat it in time, you will probably be crippled." Qi Wei said.

Taoist Changping frowned slightly: "You two should go to Zuidan Peak first. Yang Xun may have an antidote."

Lu Yuguan gritted his teeth, supported Li Chonglin and walked towards Zuidan Peak.

Qi Wei sneered and said, "I never thought that Elder Changping, who specializes in the ruthless sword art, would have such a temperament."

"Saint Son, you worry too much. I am merely fulfilling my duty as an elder," Taoist Changping said, sword in hand. "Du Yuansheng of the Law Enforcement Hall is abusing his power for personal gain and attempting to persecute our disciples. I will report this truthfully to the four elders and the sect leader."

Qi Wei smiled lightly and said, "Sorry to bother Elder Changping."

Taoist Changping nodded, controlled the flying sword, and headed towards the main peak.

Qi Wei spoke slowly, turning his head to look into the cave, "He's not good enough to accomplish anything...but he's more likely to cause trouble than anything else. This Saint Son has seen what Elder Du is capable of."

Du Yuansheng said grimly, "Qi Wei, if I hadn't helped you find the furnace, you would never have been able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in your lifetime!"

"Not to mention...replenishing the soul!"

Qi Wei sneered and said, "The matter of the furnace and cauldron is ultimately the Sect Master's decision. What does it have to do with you?"

"As for the situation of this Holy Son, there is no need for Elder Du to worry about it."

"There's still a quarter of an hour before the ban is lifted. Elder Du should think carefully about how to explain this to the Sect Master."

The bone bell rang softly in the cold wind, and Du Yuansheng's withered face was twisted like a devil behind the forbidden light curtain.

……

Yang Xun squatted beside the alchemy furnace, holding a wine gourd and pouring wine into the furnace.

"Master!" Lu Yuguan kicked open the crooked wooden door. "Stop playing with fire! Save people!"

Li Chonglin stumbled into the house. The golden sand on the dragon-patterned sword had long since lost its luster. Black blood from the corner of his lips dripped onto the ground, corroding into a wisp of green smoke.

Yang Xun narrowed his eyes and the wine gourd fell on the alchemy furnace.

"Ouch!"

"The poison from the Cold Marrow Cave is mixed with Du Laogui's Sanling Powder. You two are quite good at playing it, aren't you?"

"Stop your sarcastic remarks," Lu Yuguan pulled at his sleeve, which was stained with ash, "where's the detoxification pill?"

Yang Xun slowly took out a jade bottle from the bottom of the alchemy furnace.

"There's only one detoxification pill left. Who of you two will take it?"

Li Zhonglin clenched the hilt of his sword fiercely: "Give it to Yuguan..."

"No!" Lu Yuguan snatched the jade bottle away, "The cold poison has already entered your heart. If you delay any longer, you will die!"

Yang Xun took a sip of wine, his drunken eyes clear as a knife: "The poison in your ankle is about to seep into your dantian. Without cultivation, how can you become an immortal?"

Li Chonglin suddenly grabbed Lu Yuguan's wrist and said, "What's the point of me practicing swordsmanship if something happens to you?"

The golden spiritual power at his fingertips surged, and he was trying to force the poison into his body.

Lu Yuguan used his backhand to knock him away with a hint of fire.

"It's already this late, why are you still trying to be a hero?!"

As the two men were pulling each other, the jade bottle shattered with a "crack" and the vermilion pill rolled to the ground.

Yang Xun yelled, "It's over, it's over! The pills are covered in dust, and their medicinal properties have greatly diminished. We can only rely on you all taking them together!"

"What... taking the same medicine as the internal organs?"

Lu Yuguan was puzzled.

Yang Xun chuckled: "Well, it all comes down to dual cultivation."

"First, pass the medicine mouth to mouth, then let the sauce brew, allowing the medicinal properties to blend in your bodies..."

Lu Yuguan stared at the pill that had split in two and asked suspiciously, "Master, you didn't do this on purpose, did you?"

Yang Xun walked to the corner of the wall, carrying the wine gourd. When he turned his back to the two of them, a sly smile appeared on his lips: "Oh, the alcohol is taking effect. I didn't see anything."

"My dear disciple, I'm going out to get some wine tonight and won't be back!"

After saying that, Yang Xun disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yuguan held half a pill in his hand, his ears burning. "Do you really want to pass the medicine mouth to mouth?"

Li Zhonglin lowered his eyes and stared at the medicine stain on his lips: "What Elder Yang said cannot be wrong."

Lu Yuguan's cheeks flushed: "Then...how can that be?"

As he was speaking, Li Chonglin bit the pill and suddenly pressed his lips against Lu Yuguan's.

"Well……"

The aroma of medicine mixed with the smell of blood exploded between his teeth, and the dragon pattern on the back of Lu Yuguan's neck suddenly became hot.

Li Chonglin placed his palm against his dantian, and the golden sand moved along his meridians, forcing the scattered spiritual poison into his meridians.

"Are you crazy?" Lu Yuguan struggled to push him away. "If this poison enters your body, you will lose your cultivation!"

"It's okay," Li Zhonglin said hoarsely, "The power of Yinglong should be able to suppress it."

"You bullshit!"

Lu Yuguan's eyes were red.

Li Chonglin smiled bitterly, reached out to touch the corners of Lu Yuguan's eyes, and wiped away his tears.

"In this way, I will be just like you, a useless person with no cultivation."