Ye Xingchen slashed back with his Crimson Sky Sword, and a huge explosion rang out in the room. Then a wave surged in all directions, turning everything in the room into dust.
Ye Xingchen swayed, while Miao Yan on the other side paused and retreated five or six meters.
He let out a muffled groan, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He grinned maliciously, raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced coldly at Ye Xingchen.
"Poisoned?" Ye Xingchen raised his hand, and a trickle of bright red blood slowly flowed from his palm.
"Hehe, the Thousand Machines of Futu Mountain, when poisoned, cause the meridians of the poisoned person to become disordered and twisted into one, eventually leading to a sudden death." Miao Yan chuckled and said, "Ye Xingchen, let's see how you break this trap?"
"Oh, so Mount Futu is involved in this matter too?" Ye Xingchen wasn't surprised.
The people of Mount Futu were not exactly good people to begin with, so it wasn't surprising that they got involved in these matters.
Moreover, this nourishes the dragon vein, or even nurtures evil gods. As long as they can gain some benefit from it, everyone on Mount Futu will be interested.
"Haha, we rely on you and your son to nurture the dragon vein and create the evil god. After it's done, all that's needed for Mount Futu is the body of the evil god." Miao Yan laughed heartily, "We're just getting what we need from each other."
“I understand. I know those people from Mount Futu. They want to get involved in everything. As long as it benefits them, they are willing to risk doing things that are against humanity.” Ye Xingchen nodded.
"Hmm, it seems you know these people quite well." Miao Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly. "But this Thousand-Mechanism afflicting you is incurable. Hehe, don't blame me for being despicable. You're too strong, so I have to resort to some means."
"It's not your fault, it's my fault for being careless." Ye Xingchen shook his head. "But it's alright, Monk Miaoyan, you don't really think that this little bit of poison from Mount Futu can take me down, do you?"
"Hehe, I don't know if I can take you down, but one of your hands is already in trouble, isn't it?" Miao Yan laughed even more smugly, pointing at Ye Xingchen's right hand.
Ye Xingchen raised his right hand, and sure enough, the veins on one of his hands were bulging and throbbing slightly, which was a sign that the Thousand Machines had been activated.
"As expected of the poison from Mount Futu." Ye Xingchen nodded. "It took effect so quickly. Heh, it seems I was really careless this time."
"Ye Xingchen, a wise man submits to circumstances. If you end your own life now, you can at least leave with a whole corpse." Miao Yan clasped her hands together: "Moreover, I, the monk, will personally perform a ritual to help you pass on to the afterlife. What do you say?"
"You've done so many evil deeds, how can you possibly save people? I think you'd be better off sending them to hell." Zhang Shihao sneered. "Besides, do you really think your little tricks can do anything to that guy surnamed Ye?"
“I’ve made thorough preparations, and I also have the poison from Mount Futu. I don’t believe this kid can escape.” Miao Yan was very confident in his methods, and he believed that Ye Xingchen would definitely not be able to escape this time.
"Hey, Ye, how are you? Are you really poisoned?" Zhang Shihao looked up at Ye Xingchen.
Honestly, he didn't believe Ye Xingchen was really poisoned; this guy had plenty of tricks up his sleeve.
Moreover, he is a master who has attained enlightenment through medicine. Even though the poisons of Mount Futu are famous throughout the world, they are nothing to Ye Xingchen.
"I'm really poisoned. Look at my hand, it's bleeding." Ye Xingchen stretched out his hand, looking heartbroken. "I was careless. I'm afraid I'm going to die here this time. If I really die here, you'll have to help me finish what I haven't finished."
"Give me a break." Zhang Shihao rolled his eyes at Ye Xingchen. "Don't I know you? This little bit of poison is nothing to you."
"Haha, the poisons of Mount Futu are famous throughout the world, and this Thousand-Mechanism Poison is one of the famous Twelve Poisons of Mount Futu. Under such a deadly poison, how long do you think you can last?" Miao Yan laughed even harder.
"A thousand machines in a single line, Mount Futu." Ye Xingchen nodded slightly: "I know all of these, and I also know what the Twelve Poisons Scripture is."
"You know that's good. Just surrender. I have the antidote that will keep you alive, and you and your father can see each other every day from now on." Miao Yan proudly took out a small bottle of antidote and held it in her hand.
"Bai Wei contacted you, right?" Ye Xingchen smiled and said, "She probably didn't tell you that I was the one who completed the Twelve Poisons Classic."
"What did you say?" Miao Yan's face gradually turned serious, and he exclaimed in a trembling voice, "You completed the Twelve Poisons Classic?"
“That’s right. The famous Twelve Poison Scripture of Mount Futu encompasses all the rare poisons in the world, and it is ranked first among the most deadly poisons.” Ye Xingchen said leisurely, “However, this poison scripture is not complete. The Three Saints of Mount Futu have devoted all their efforts to completing this poison scripture.”
"But over the past few decades, countless human, financial and energy resources have been exhausted, yet there has been no clue. However, not long ago, I obtained this poison manual by chance, so I completed it for them." Ye Xingchen said with a smile, "Since I can complete it, I naturally have a way to deal with it."
He used his left hand to seal several major acupoints on his right hand, and then used his inner energy to force the poison to the wound.
With a "poof," a spray of blood spurted out. Before the poison from the Thousand Machines Thread could spread throughout Ye Xingchen's body, it was forcibly expelled.
"How is this possible? This... This Thousand Machine Poison is a rare poison. As long as you get a little bit of it, it will instantly damage all eight extraordinary meridians. Without a special antidote, you won't even last half an hour. You won't have any chance to expel the poison from your body."
Miao Yan was dumbfounded. He took two steps back, creating distance between himself and Ye Xingchen, and then looked at Ye Xingchen with a surprised and uncertain gaze.
"Bai Wei told you all this, right?" Ye Xingchen laughed. "Do you really believe what she says?"
“We reached certain agreements a long time ago, so of course I can believe her. We are partners, and she has no reason to lie to me.” Miao Yan composed himself and looked coldly at Ye Xingchen.
"Hmm, why don't you call her out and ask her?" Ye Xingchen laughed even harder: "Futu Mountain has always been pragmatic. Do you really think Futu Mountain would offend me for your sake?"
"Impossible! We agreed on this! We agreed on this a long time ago!" Miao Yan couldn't accept this fact. He roared, venting his inner fear.
A figure flashed by, and a white shadow appeared, followed by a woman with captivating charm. The woman was dressed in white, with a faint smile on her lips, giving off a charming yet unfathomable aura.
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