Nine Yang Sword Saint - Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Devil Snake Captured! Entering the Temple of Blood!

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Afterward, the Poison Hands Devil was like a drug addict who just had his dose as he let out various strange shouts of excitement and horror. But such shouts were torturous for Yang Dingtian’s ears. Poison Hands Devil’s fanatical obsession towards the rarest poisons in the world was far beyond his imagination.

It was possible to say that if the Soul Devour Mystic Qi weren’t so extremely fatal, this lunatic Ouyang Lun would have swallowed this poison into his stomach by now.

Poison Hands Devil yelled out excitedly for more than ten minutes before he gradually calmed down.

Yang Dingtian then asked, “Senior Ouyang, you have never seen this lethal poison and don’t know what it is, right?”

“This poison is something I have never seen before…” Poison Hands Devil Ouyang Lun said, “And I truly do not know what kind of poison it is either.”

When he said this statement, his tone was upset and dismayed, but it also contained great excitement. He was truly a contradictory person.

Yang Dingtian wasn’t surprised about this outcome. He instantly smiled and said, “Then, this bet is considered my win…”

“I know it now. This is the Soul Devour Mystic Qi…” Suddenly, Poison Hands Devil Ouyang Lun yelled out with excitement. “My god, it is actually the Soul Devour Mystic Qi. It has been several centuries since the world’s no. 1 evil mystic qi has descended to the mortal realm again. The world is about to fall into chaos…”

This time, it was Yang Dingtian’s turn to be surprised. This Poison Hands Devil actually knew that this was the Soul Devour Mystic Qi. It was as he said. This Soul Devour Mystic Qi had vanished from the world for centuries, and almost everyone had forgotten about it.

“Senior, is there a way to neutralize it?” Yang Dingtian asked with expectation.

Yang Dingitan hoped he had a method, then even if it would mean he loses this bet.

In this instant, there was silence in the quagmire. Poison Hands Devil spoke after a moment, “I do not have any. The Soul Devour Mystic Qi cannot be neutralized.”

Yang Dingtian’s heart fell as he was very disappointed.

Poison Hands Devil said, “I cannot neutralize it. Hence, this bet is your win, but why do you seem so unhappy? Could someone that is close to you have suffered from this Soul Devour Mystic Qi?”

“That’s right, someone who is closest to me.” Yang Dingtian spoke slowly as he sorted through his feelings. “Senior Devil Corpse, you have lost. So please fulfill your promise and hand the Poison Devil Snake over to me.”

“Kick the head of the giant corpse puppet into the quagmire first,” Poison Hands Devil said.

Yang Dingtian hesitated slightly before he kicked the disgusting and horrific head, which was Poison Hands Devil’s life’s research, into the quagmire.

Immediately, another formless hand swallowed the giant head.

“Alright, Senior, can you now hand the Poison Devil Snake over to me?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“Haha, in your dreams. I did lose the bet, but I will never hand the Poison Devil Snake to you. Since I already have the Soul Devour Mystic Qi’s blood with me.” Poison Hands Devil laughed out loudly.

“Is Senior going back on his words? Are you going to violate the bet?” Yang Dingtian asked furiously.

“That’s right, I am going back on my words. What can you do to me? If you aren’t afraid of death, you can charge into the quagmire,” Poison Hands Devil laughed loudly and said.

Yang Dingtian looked at the giant quagmire in front and couldn’t even fathom how much extreme poison was in it or how dangerous it was. But he knew that once he jumped in, death was going to be waiting for him.

“Senior is also renowned throughout the world. Why are you behaving like a scoundrel?” Yang Dingtian asked coldly.

“I was originally a despicable and shameless person. The things I have said, the vows I have made were all treated as utter nonsense. You didn’t understand my personality. Hence, you were tricked by me. Who can you blame?” Poison Hands Devil sneered.

Yang Dingtian was speechless to hear someone describing himself as a despicable and shameless individual. There was truly no way to deal with him in terms of morality.

Fortunately, Yang Dingtian was prepared and had predicted Poison Hands Devil to be so shameless.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Dingtian asked, “Has Senior heard of the Deep Sea Mystic Poison?”

Poison Hands Devil spoke in a sharp voice, “Deep Sea Mystic Poison? The world’s rarest poison, the Naga Race’s ultimate life-saving item that is formed from the Naga Race’s blood essence and mystic qi. How can I not know it?”

Yang Dingtian asked, “Then, do you wish to see this poison and possess just a few drops of it?”

“Yes, of course I want to. I will wish for it in my dreams and even in my death.” Poison Hands Devil’s sharp voice trembled. It was needless to say that the Deep Sea Mystic Poison was an irresistible temptation for him.

If the Soul Devour Mystic Qi was enough for him to go crazy, then the Deep Sea Mystic Poison would cause him to go violently insane.

Compared to the Soul Devour Mystic Qi, the Deep Sea Mystic Poison was the truly rare poison and was the rarest poison in the world.

Shortly after, Poison Hands Devil gradually calmed down and said, “You are lying to me. The Deep Sea Mystic Poison is the Naga Race’s ultimate life-saving item. For the past millennium, no one has ever seen the true Naga Race. Obtaining the Deep Sea Mystic Poison is nothing but a dream! Hence, if you want to scam me, you better get something else. If you want to scam me with the Deep Sea Mystic Poison, I will rather believe in ghosts.”

Yang Dingtian raised the strange blade in his hands and asked with a cold voice, “Senior. Do you know what this artifact sword in my hands is? Do you know what one of the demon cores in my sword hilt is?”

Poison Hands Devil asked, “What has that got to do with the Deep Sea Mystic Poison?”

“My sword is fused with the talon of the Night Owl, and one of the demon cores on the sword hilt is precisely the demon core of the Thousand Years Night Owl. I was an Initiate back then, and I relied on the Deep Sea Mystic Poison to kill the Thousand Years Night Owl. Otherwise, even if there were ten thousand or a billion of me, I would never have been able to kill the Thousand Years Night Owl,” Yang Dingtian said.

“You killed the Thousand Years Night Owl? The Thousand Years Night Owl in Terror Manor was killed by you? How can that be possible? Impossible?” Poison Hands Devil was appalled.

Yang Dingtian was surprised as well. The Thousand Years Night Owl was the top secret of the Terror Manor. How did Poison Hands Devil know about it?

“Senior. Can’t you see that the shape of this strange blade is similar to the talon of the Thousand Years Night Owl? The Thousand Years Night Owl’s demon core is very unique. The others might not recognize it, but it is impossible for Senior to not recognize it right?” Yang Dingtian immediately took off the decorations around the Thousand Years Night Owl’s demon core.

Yang Dingtian didn’t know how Poison Hands Devil was able to see from below the quagmire, but he was able to see it after all.

Yang Dingtian could hear Poison Hands Devil gasping for air as he muttered to himself, “It really is the Thousand Years Night Owl. If I was able to defeat it, I would have wanted the Thousand Years Night Owl for myself. With your cultivation, ten thousand of you wouldn’t even be able to harm a feather on that Thousand Years Night Owl. Do you truly possess the Deep Sea Mystic Poison?”

As he was finishing his sentence, Poison Hands Devil’s voice was shivering.

“I never say false words,” Yang Dingtian replied slowly.

“Alright then. I agree with the exchange. Toss the Deep Sea Mystic Poison over, and I will hand you the Poison Devil Snake immediately,” Poison Hands Devil proposed.

“You have broken your promise earlier. I will not trust you again. So, you will hand the Poison Devil Snake over to me before I give you the Deep Sea Mystic Poison,” Yang Dingtian replied.

“Hurhur, are you treating me as a three-year-old child? What should I do if you don’t give me the Deep Sea Mystic Poison after I give you the snake?” Poison Hands Devil mused.

Yang Dingtian laughed grimly with disdain. “I might not have great cultivation, but I always fulfill my promises and do what I say. Something like breaking a promise is something that I would rather die than do.”

Yang Dingtian maintained a very prideful attitude while Poison Hands Devil sank into silence.

Yang Dingtian then continued, “Moreover, if I go back on my words, Senior can kill me with poison effortlessly right?”

“Okay. I agree with your proposal,” Poison Hands Devil said.

Afterward, a snow-white box flew out from within the quagmire.

Yang Dingtian reached out to grab it, and he instantly felt an icy cold that chilled the bone. It was a box that was sculpted with the mystic ice cold jade.

After opening the box, there was indeed a small snake within it, which was as thick as a chopstick. It was glistening with a dark green color and looked very adorable, but it was the overlord of all poisonous creatures. It doesn’t eat anything except poisonous substances. The more toxic the poison, the more it loves it. With it, the Deep Sea Mystic Poison in Ningning’s body could be completely sucked out.

“You better close the box quickly.” Poison Hands Devil advised, “Or else, once it awakens, it will be troublesome if you have no poison to feed it. It will immediately kill you in a single bite.”

Seeing the beautiful small snake beginning to wriggle slightly as though it was about to awaken, Yang Dingtian quickly closed the mystic ice cold jade box and placed it into his belongings.

“Now. It is your turn to fulfill your promise,” Poison Hands Devil spoke indifferently with a tone that was filled with fatal threat.

Yang Dingtian took out a jade bottle and tossed it into the quagmire. “Senior, the Deep Sea Mystic Poison is in it. Even though it might not even be one ten-thousandth of it, it is still a lethal poison. Do not even take a whiff of it. Be careful, senior.”

“You are indeed a trustworthy individual,” Poison Hands Devil commented.

Afterward, that jade bottle was directly swallowed by the quagmire.

A few minutes later, Poison Hands Devil suddenly let out a high-pitched and excited scream. It was so emotional that it was trembling.

“Rare poison, rare poison. It is indeed the rarest poison in the world…”

Soon, Poison Hands Devil actually cried. He was wailing under the quagmire.

His cries were similar to the Night Owl’s screech, which was truly ear-piercing.

After crying, he began to laugh loudly.

“Deep Sea Mystic Poison, Deep Sea Mystic Poison. Never would I have expected to see the Deep Sea Mystic Poison in my lifetime. Even if I die now, I can die without any regrets. Haha, Haha…”

After seeing Poison Hands Devil going insane, Yang Dingtian involuntarily felt a sense of sympathy. He then held onto the last trace of hope and asked, “Senior, I am going to casually ask a question. See if you are willing to answer or not.”

“Ask then, ask away…” Poison Hands Devil said, “After you finish asking, then quickly go. Do not hold me back from enjoying the world’s rarest poison.”

“Is there no other way for me to enter the Blood Pool to cultivate?” Yang Dingtian asked.

For an instant, Poison Hands Devil fell into a deep silence in the quagmire before he replied, “Lad, I never talked in a serious manner before, but I shall give you a piece of proper advice. Go back and don’t go to the Temple of Blood. I do not know what happened to you, and I do not know about the consequences, but if you endure it, it will be fine. If you go to the Temple of Blood, your life will be over…”

“Which means to say, there is basically no one who could enter the Blood Pool to cultivate in this world?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“Unless you kill Dugu Xiao and take the Temple of Blood for yourself. Or if you take Dugu Fengwu as your woman. Otherwise, you can only achieve it in your dreams.” Poison Hands Devil laughed.

Of these two conditions, neither one was possible.

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and saluted. “Senior Ouyang. This junior shall take his leave. Please take care.”

“Go on then. Burn an incense stick on my behalf at your master’s tomb.” Poison Hands Devil said, “I am very grateful that you gave me the Deep Sea Mystic Poison during the last few days of my life. I am able to die without any regrets now.”

Yang Dingtian was stunned for a moment. Did Poison Hands Devil only have a few days of life left? But this was also normal. It had been more than ten years since he suffered such miserable torment. Because he was a knowledgable individual, he was able to take back over ten years of life from heaven.

“Take care.” Yang Dingtian bowed deeply again.

He then prepared to turn and leave.

Right at this moment, the distant sky suddenly lit up like a blaze, which immediately tore apart the darkness in the night sky.

Afterward, there was this loud ear-piercing screech, which nearly ruptured Yang Dingtian’s eardrums.

It was a giant, fiery-red bat, which approached from the distance. It took just the blink of an eye to arrive in the sky above Yang Dingtian with a flash of its giant flesh wings.

This bat had blood-red eyes and looked sinister. When it extended its wings, it was several meters wide. Its body was red like blood or a blazing flame. As it flapped its wings in the night sky, it was like a devil that had arisen from hell.

As it flickered its giant wings, the ground swirled up with a burning hot gale, which blew so hard that Yang Dingtian couldn’t open his eyes.

“What are you waiting foolishly for? Hurry up and run!” Poison Hands Devil Ouyang Lun’s voice trembled. His voice was filled with endless fear.

Poison Hands Devil was such an evil person, but he was actually so fearful at this moment. It was apparent how formidable and terrifying this individual was.

“Poison Corpse, time is up. Are you able to neutralize the poison in my sister’s body?” From the giant bat, there was this voice that was incomparably sexy and enticing.

Dugu Fengwu! Princess of the Temple of Blood, the Evil Dao’s no.1 demon woman, Dugu Fengwu.

Yang Dingtian finally saw her again, which instantly caused his entire body to freeze.

“Lady Dugu, your sister’s body wasn’t inflicted with any poison. Please forgive me for I am powerless.” Poison Hands Devil gradually calmed down and spoke, “I can even say that no one in the world can cure her ailment. She can only live as the days go by.”

“Ahh…” Dugu Fengwu let out an angry scream that was filled with sorrow.

“What about the people from Sea of Hades? Can they treat her?” Dugu Fengwu asked.

“I said it earlier. Lady Aoshuang isn’t inflicted with poison and isn’t injured. No one in the world can treat her,” Poison Hands Devil explained.

Dugu Fengwu spoke wrathfully, “Since you cannot save my sister, then what do I need you for? You shall die!”

Poison Hands Devil remained silent for a moment before he responded slowly, “I can die with no regrets, but that lad on the ground is innocent. Please let him leave.”

Dugu Fengwu sneered and said, “Ouyang Lun, since when did you have the heart of a Bodhisattva?”

Poison Hands Devil smiled faintly and replied, “When a man is going to die, his words are nothing but kindness. Furthermore, this lad had the exact same encounter as me when I was young. But he rose to the occasion whereas I chose to fall from grace. I have always regretted my choice.”

Immediately after, Poison Hands Devil looked towards Yang Dingtian and said, “Lad, when I was young, my clan’s financial circumstances suffered a huge blow. Hence, my fiancee rejected the betrothal. I suffered the greatest humiliation and nearly lost my life. But, I picked the route of corruption and darkness. I became Poison Hands Devil Corpse and eliminated my fiancee and her entire clan with poison. But after all the killings, I didn’t get any kind of pleasurable sensation and only felt more pain. Hence, the path you have chosen is the correct one. Despite how difficult it is, you have to continue on this path.”

“Many thanks, senior,” Yang Dingtian bowed and gave his thanks.

Subsequently, Yang Dingtian turned to look at Dugu Fengwu who was in the air and said, “Lady Dugu, Senior Ouyang doesn’t have much time to live. Thus, I beg you to spare his life and let him pass on naturally. Is it okay…?”

“Bang…”

Before Yang Dingtian could finish his sentence, Dugu Fengwu suddenly drew her sharp sword and slashed towards the quagmire.

There was a loud sound as a sword light over a thousand feet long slashed down.

In an instant, the entire quagmire exploded vigorously. A deep crevice a few hundred meters long had been created. All the mud had been instantly evaporated by the sword light.

Poison Hands Devil, who was in the quagmire, had been slashed in two. He instantly died without any chance to even let out a scream.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian finally saw Poison Hands Devil’s appearance. He no longer had any appearance of a human as his entire body had swelled up and festered like a wild beast that crawled along the ground. It was an appalling sight. After he was split apart by Dugu Fengwu, the blood that he bled was green in color.

Yang Dingtian just stared at the corpse of Poison Hands Devil. Meanwhile, the blood in his body was about to boil.

This demon woman! Demon woman!

She was actually so vicious and merciless. Poison Hands Devil didn’t have much time to live. Before Yang Dingtian could even finish pleading, she simply slashed at him.

Demon woman. She was a demon woman who had lost all of her human morals.

Right now, Yang Dingtian was truly regretful of why he didn’t take the chance to kill this demon woman when she was her weakest state, back at Willow Silk Manor.

At this moment, Dugu Fengwu, who was in the sky, looked at Yang Dingtian with indifferent eyes. She frowned with disdain at this ant on the ground who thought of himself so highly that he even wanted to criticize and blame her.

Dugu Fengwu then raised her sharp sword and was about to slash at Yang Dingtian.

When she, Dugu Fengwu, killed, she would always kill every single person without leaving behind any survivors.

When Yang Dingtian felt the murderous intent from Dugu Fengwu, he drew the Night Owl Strange Blade and lifted it above his head.

Even if he had to die, he had to provide an all-out resistance! Despite the fact that all resistance would be in vain against the sword of Dugu Fengwu.

But even if he was a mantis that was about to block a truck, he still had to do it.

Dugu Fengwu’s sword light, which was over a thousand feet long, slashed down at Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian targeted that astounding sword light and vigorously cleaved at it.

Right at this moment, Dugu Fengwu’s beautiful eyes showed a reaction. She then asked, “Are you Yan Nantian?”

Yang Dingtian got a slight surprise. This was the fake name that he had given to Shuang’er, but Dugu Fengwu actually knew of this name.

Yang Dingtian nodded and replied, “That’s right. I am Yan Nantian.”

Dugu Fengwu took out a portrait and looked closely at Yang Dingtian’s face.

Of course, Yang Dingtian was currently wearing a human skin mask, but Dugu Fengwu couldn’t be bothered. It was actually a joke for Yang Dingtian to worry about his identity being discovered as Dugu Fengwu had already forgotten who he was.

“It is you,” Dugu Fengwu said before her jade hands created a vigorous vacuum force directed at the surface.

In an instant, Yang Dingtian’s body flew up and was directly sucked a hundred meters into the sky. He then landed on the giant back of the Bloodthirsty Bat in front of Dugu Fengwu.

It was at this moment that he truly saw Dugu Fengwu’s figure.

She was still wearing a man’s clothes and still wore that golden mask. Her body was still giving off that devilish temptation and that devilish killing intent.

After capturing Yang Dingtian, Dugu Fengwu shouted out lightly, after which that giant bat immediately flapped its wings and flew away from the Netherworld Swamp.

“Lady Dugu, where are you bringing me?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“Temple of Blood,” Dugu Fengwu replied.

Yang Dingtian’s heart jolted suddenly as he queried, “What are we going to the Temple of Blood for?”

“To get married, to be my Temple of Blood’s son-in-law,” Dugu Fengwu spoke coldly.