Chapter 925: Boundary Wall, Love at First Sight, Extracting the Poison

“Fellow Daoist Wang, if you have any requests or questions, just say the word.”

Hearing that Lu Changsheng could detoxify, the Green Dragon King spoke directly.

He’d dealt with the deadly poison in his master’s body and knew how thorny it was.

If the poison could be purged, then the rampaging power in her body would be much easier to handle.

“The poison is wrapped around her spirit-soul. To suppress and purify it, her spirit must be completely unguarded.”

“During that process, if her soul-consciousness becomes unstable, the power in your sister’s body could spiral even further out of control.”

Lu Changsheng laid out the problem.

If his cultivation had already broken through to mid or late Nascent Soul, he could use the Yin-Yang Creation Sutra to balance yin and yang and suppress the rampaging force within her.

But as he was now, he couldn’t.

“Unguarded spirit?”

At that, the Green Dragon King’s icy vertical pupils flashed with a brutal ferocity as he stared Lu Changsheng down.

Letting Lu examine his master’s body was already a desperate concession born of need.

But allowing her to unguard her spirit? Absolutely not.

A spirit-soul is vital to both cultivators and the demon race.

Lu Changsheng had already shown means far beyond an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Two fourth-rank spirit pets, plus a servant like the Turtle Immortal Patriarch, Qian Zhuyan, and a fourth-rank puppet—he couldn’t help suspecting Lu had some kind of enslavement or restriction method.

If his master unguarded her spirit and this man branded a soul seal, enslaving her, what then?

Under normal circumstances, his master would have nothing to fear.

But not in her current state.

Lu Changsheng met the Green Dragon King’s gaze calmly.

He knew suggesting this would invite suspicion and vigilance.

Still, Lu had always had a clear conscience.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Seeing that Lu showed not the slightest hint of fear under his gaze, the Green Dragon King said coldly, each word ringing like metal, “Then please first purify and suppress the poison in my little sister’s body.”

Letting her unguard her spirit was too serious to agree to on the spot.

He needed to see more of Lu’s methods, then summon his master and discuss it.

“Alright.” Lu inclined his head and took the woman’s wrist, the skin sheathed in bluish violet dragon scales.

He set his cultivation method in motion, molding the Yin-Yang Creation Sutra into the Ten Thousand Calamities Toxic Spirit Codex, and began purifying the poison in her body.

Her poison was more stubborn and tenacious than he’d expected.

Even with the Codex, it consumed a great deal of his magical energy.

Still, he gained something in the process.

His Chaos Body had fused with the Calamity Poison Body, granting him the ability to brew a top-tier poison within his own body as a trump card.

Years ago, through Ah Youduo, Lu had condensed a fourth-rank poison within himself.

It had caught True Lord Loushan and True Lord Tiancang completely off guard when they fought.

Now, as the woman’s poison spread and tried to erode him, he suppressed and refined it, aiming to condense a superior fourth-rank poison.

That would give him another trump when facing mid or late Nascent Soul cultivators.

A quarter-hour later, Lu’s expression tightened. Something was off.

The poison in her body didn’t just keep spreading into him.

It was remarkably persistent, devouring her blood energy and demon power in a steady stream.

He used a secret technique from the Ten Thousand Calamities Toxic Spirit Codex to probe deeper into the poison’s source.

Following the toxins surging through her, Lu saw, deep in her demon veins, a fog-like, ghostly mass of purple-black miasma.

The mass writhed like a living thing, ravenously siphoning her demon power and vitality while releasing waves of poison.

“That’s… a Poison Spirit?”

Lu recognized it instantly.

A Poison Spirit is akin to heavenly fires or heavenly thunder seeds.

It’s an extremely terrifying toxin that, by chance, gains awareness and becomes a Poison Spirit.

Cultivating the Codex to enhance poison or practice certain divine arts requires refining and mastering a Poison Spirit.

He hadn’t expected the poison in her body to be dreadful enough to have given birth to a Poison Spirit.

Lu’s face turned heavy. This was going to be tricky.

Before, he could have relied on the Chaos Body and the Codex to purify and remove the poison bit by bit.

But now that it had formed a Poison Spirit, purification and cleansing would be far harder.

It could also enrage the Poison Spirit and trigger a toxic eruption.

If poison of this level exploded, Lu might withstand it, but the woman likely couldn’t.

Worse, beyond feeding on her demon power, the Poison Spirit was also siphoning her raging, uncontrolled force.

If it erupted, that force would rampage even further.

Lu pulled his hand back at once, face solemn. “Green Dragon King, your sister’s situation is worse than I’d thought.”

“The poison in her body has formed a Poison Spirit. Trying to dissolve it bit by bit won’t work. We have to pull the Poison Spirit out.”

“But a Poison Spirit like this is terrifying. Extracting it is extremely dangerous, and since it’s feeding on her demon power and that raging force, tearing it out could trigger a new surge of chaos.”

Lu spoke gravely. The fact that she was still alive, still holding on, bordered on miraculous.

The demon race’s physique and life force were far tougher than those of human cultivators.

And her bloodline and condition were anything but ordinary.

If it were a mid Nascent Soul cultivator in her place, they might already be dead.

“Do you have a solution?”

The Green Dragon King’s scaled face twisted as he spoke, his voice a shade darker.

“As for solutions…”

Lu had two. One was to use a dual cultivation secret technique to consume his own life essence to sustain her vitality and stabilize her, then forcefully rip the Poison Spirit out.

The other was to wait for his breakthrough to mid Nascent Soul, then try again.

Given the current situation, neither option was ideal.

“Master, may this old slave take a look?”

The stooped Turtle Immortal Patriarch spoke up beside him.

“Go ahead, but be careful.”

Lu warned him that the woman’s body was seething with a tyrannical force and that contact would invite a superior fourth-rank poison to erode him.

“Rest easy, Master.” The Turtle Immortal Patriarch trusted in his defenses and stepped forward to examine her.

“So she is a descendant of the Azure Dragon…”

He immediately sensed that the woman carried the Azure Dragon Clan’s bloodline.

And it was pure—no weaker than his own. She was likely a pure-blood direct descendant.

In the cultivation world, the stronger the lifeform, the harder it is to pass down its bloodline and bear offspring.

If not for heaven and earth’s rules limiting the Azure Dragon Clan’s numbers, the entire Eastern Sea Cultivation Realm would bow to their might.

So by the purity of a bloodline, one could judge a descendant’s standing—whether direct line or a mixed-blood subline.

“If she’s truly a pure-blood direct descendant, forging ties here would greatly help when we return to the Eastern Sea one day.”

The Turtle Immortal Patriarch had never let go of his wish to return to the Eastern Sea to uncover how Yuhai Mountain was destroyed.

He wanted to know if Yuhai Mountain still stood and whether his father yet lived.

Lu had promised that, in the future, he would take him to Yuhai Mountain to learn the truth of the past.

He didn’t probe too long. He withdrew his hand and circulated Profound Nether Demon Power to suppress the creeping poison.

This poison was no joke.

If too much accumulated, it would become a nightmare.

But a trace of it couldn’t threaten him yet.

“Mid fourth-rank Demon King?”

As the Turtle Immortal Patriarch examined his master and circulated demon power, the Green Dragon King instantly perceived his realm.

He wasn’t a human cultivator at all but a fourth-rank demon king, his strength in no way inferior to a shapeshifting demon king like himself.

Waves crashed in the Green Dragon King’s heart. He looked at Lu Changsheng in shock and suspicion, eager to know who he really was.

Owning an Abyssal Sea Dragon Whale and that fourth-rank monkey he’d seen before was one thing.

But this man also had the Turtle Immortal Patriarch, a mid fourth-rank demon king, as a servant.

In an instant, the Green Dragon King grew even more wary of Lu and the Turtle Immortal Patriarch.

If they harbored any ill intent, he would trigger the formation restrictions and strike first.

“Master, this old slave can briefly suppress and isolate the Poison Spirit from this young lady’s rampaging power. If you have the confidence, use that window to pull the Poison Spirit out.”

The Turtle Immortal Patriarch bowed to Lu and didn’t hide anything from the Green Dragon King.

Helping her would earn them a favor.

It was also a chance to support Lu and show his worth.

“My divine ability can also suppress and isolate my sister’s rampaging power. Fellow Daoist Wang, how confident are you about extracting the Poison Spirit?”

The Green Dragon King’s face stayed grim as he asked.

This master and servant were anything but ordinary. They might be his master’s only hope. He didn’t want to miss it.

Lu studied the woman and, after a beat, said, “If I don’t have to worry about the Poison Spirit’s eruption or the rampaging force, I’m seventy percent confident I can tear it out completely.”

“Seventy percent…”

After a moment of thought, the Green Dragon King said, “Rest here for now, Fellow Daoist Wang. I’ll consider it.”

“Alright.” Seeing his hesitation, Lu nodded lightly.

The Green Dragon King then used a divine art to freeze the woman on the jade bed and escorted the three of them out to rest.

After witnessing Lu’s methods and the Turtle Immortal Patriarch’s strength, the Green Dragon King treated them far more politely than before.

It was just that his appearance was so fierce it was hard to tell.

After settling them, he returned to the deepest part of the palace.

Gazing at the woman he’d just frozen, lying on the Deep Blue Sea Marrow Jade Bed, a token appeared in his hand. He called softly, “Master.”

Moments later, the ice melted from her body. Her tightly shut eyes opened, cold light glinting in them like deep-ice from a frigid abyss.

She sat up sideways, long legs covered in dusky blue and moon-white dragon scales crossing over, her bearing imperious like a queen on high.

She looked at the Green Dragon King. “Qing Zhi, you woke me—does it mean there’s news from the Eastern Sea?”

Because of the rampaging power and poison within, her condition was terrible. She usually slept, waiting for the Azure Dragon Clan to come rescue her.

But the heavens and earth in the Southern Desolation and the Eastern Sea were vastly different.

Even with the Starry Sea and Forbidden Sea between them, the distance was immense, and the Boundary Wall’s power interfered, making it hard to send news back.

So she ordered the Green Dragon King to both await news from the East and search for methods and rare treasures that might solve her condition.

“Master…”

Where he’d been aloof and imposing before Lu, the Green Dragon King was respectful before this woman. He addressed her as Master and described Dreamless and his wife, along with Lu Changsheng and the Turtle Immortal Patriarch.

“Oh?”

Azure-gold scales like stardust edged Ao Long’s eyes. As her gaze moved, they gleamed like frozen gold flowing in cold depths.

“Since he’s seventy percent confident, summon him here,” Ao Long said, regal and decisive.

She’d been asleep for so long and still no one had come from the Eastern Sea. It meant their plea for help had been disrupted by the Boundary Wall.

In that case, waiting around wasn’t an option. She needed to stabilize her condition and return to the Eastern Sea herself.

“Yes, Master,” the Green Dragon King answered with a bow.

Meanwhile, Lu Changsheng and the Turtle Immortal Patriarch were discussing the Green Dragon King and Ao Long.

“Azure Dragon Clan, pure-blood direct line…”

From the Turtle Immortal Patriarch, Lu learned the Azure Dragon was a pure-blood True Spirit.

Among their descendants, only a rare few were pure-blood with the potential to return to the source; most were mixed-blood with ordinary-grade lineages.

“If she’s a pure-blood descendant, why hasn’t the Azure Dragon Clan come to rescue her?” Lu asked.

A pure-blood direct line was the core of a clan—like a sect’s true disciple or Holy Maiden.

If one of them was in danger, their faction would pay any price to save her.

“Master, the Forbidden Sea lies between the Southern Desolation and the Eastern Sea, but they’re still tens of millions of miles apart and in different realms. The heavens and earth are different, separated by an invisible barrier called the Boundary Wall. Traveling to the other side isn’t easy.”

“The Boundary Wall interferes with divination and message transmissions alike.”

The Turtle Immortal Patriarch explained.

After spending these days with Lu, he grew even more puzzled by his origins.

He was clearly a reincarnated powerhouse, yet he lacked so much common knowledge.

Lu nodded faintly.

It made sense that the Green Dragon King and the woman couldn’t return to the Eastern Sea.

Given her condition—poisoned and half-asleep—what else could they do?

The Green Dragon King was strong, a top mid fourth-rank demon king.

But crossing the Forbidden Sea outright was still dangerous.

Especially while escorting a woman with the Azure Dragon bloodline who had no combat power.

To any demon king along the way, that bloodline would be irresistible prey.

The Turtle Immortal Patriarch watched Lu closely.

Seeing no hint of greed or any thought of targeting her upon learning she was pure-blood, he let the rest go unsaid.

Otherwise, if he and Lu struck together, they could probably repel or even kill the Green Dragon King and seize the Azure Dragon woman.

An Azure Dragon descendant’s arts, inheritance, and bloodline body were all priceless.

“Fellow Daoist Wang.”

The Green Dragon King returned and told Lu he’d made up his mind: extract the Poison Spirit.

“…” Lu was speechless. This demon really had no sense for how humans handled favors.

You just sent us to rest and now you’re calling us back?

At least give it a few days.

Still, he figured the King had consulted the Azure Dragon woman and gotten her consent.

“Alright.” Lu didn’t refuse. He meant to settle the Green Dragon King’s “little sister” issue quickly, pay the favor back, and be on his way.

As for the Peach Blossom Gu’s hope that he’d form a bond with the Azure Dragon woman—fate couldn’t be forced.

He had a pile of things to do. Where would he find time to court an Azure Dragon descendant?

And forming a bond wasn’t something that happened just because he wanted it.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind having a child with the Azure Dragon bloodline.

When Lu and the Turtle Immortal Patriarch followed the Green Dragon King back to the deepest hall, Ao Long—who’d been awakened—had fallen asleep again, lying quietly on the Deep Blue Sea Marrow Jade Bed.

Her exquisite face, cold as frost under a winter moon, was marked by illness and exhaustion.

Her body radiated a blazing, domineering aura, with a faint but terrifying poison seeping out now and then.

Seeing the Green Dragon King approach with a tall, straight man in a blue robe, handsome beyond compare, the sleeping Ao Long suddenly felt her heart stir.

This human cultivator was good-looking—better than anyone she’d seen among humans or demons.

A thought bloomed—take him as her husband.

Lu had no idea what she was thinking.

He only sensed faintly that she wasn’t sleeping as deeply as before.

“Let’s begin.”

He looked to the Turtle Immortal Patriarch and the Green Dragon King, signaling them to move first and clamp down on her rampaging force and the Poison Spirit.

The Turtle Immortal Patriarch unleashed his innate divine ability. His stooped frame straightened, towering like a dragon-turtle straddling heaven and earth as vast Profound Nether Power flooded from his palm.

“This power…”

Earlier, the Turtle Immortal Patriarch had easily discerned her bloodline.

As an Azure Dragon descendant, Ao Long immediately sensed his bloodline in turn—no ordinary lineage, like her own, a pure-blood offspring.

She was stunned. A pure-blood descendant here—and serving as someone’s subordinate?

In the Eastern Sea, humans served pure-blood descendants, not the other way around.

Never had a human cultivator subdued a pure-blood descendant.

As expected of the man she’d set her sights on.

Ao Long firmed her resolve.

If Lu solved her problem, she’d bring him back to the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace and marry him.

The Green Dragon King also unleashed his divine art. Azure demon qi surged around him, an icy power sweeping out as he and the Turtle Immortal Patriarch each took one of Ao Long’s wrists to suppress her rampaging force and the Poison Spirit.

Two top demon kings working in tandem were enough to suppress and isolate her power for a short time.

Lu’s expression was grave as he pushed the Ten Thousand Calamities Toxic Spirit Codex to the limit, aiming to yank the Poison Spirit out from deep in her demon veins.

A Poison Spirit like this was terrifying and stubborn.

Even under the joint suppression, it kept spreading toward Lu, trying to invade him.

If not for his Chaos Body’s immunity to all poisons, even the Codex’s top-tier poison arts might not have withstood it.

Time crawled. Under the Turtle Immortal Patriarch and the Green Dragon King’s suppression, Lu finally forced the Poison Spirit out of her demon veins.

It had awareness, and once driven out, it immediately rioted, trying to rampage through Ao Long’s body and unleash its toxic fury.

“Now. Out you come!”

Lu unleashed his divine art, Myriad Calamities Poison Spirit Hand. His hand thrust forward, reached through Ao Long’s body, and wrenched the Poison Spirit free.

“Hum!” The Poison Spirit Hand clamped tight around the frenzied Poison Spirit.

At the same instant, Lu’s hand also closed around a full, well-rounded mound.