Chapter 95 — Night Talk
The Sword Questions the Heavens · Page 6 of 6
Qin Wujiu wore a smile on his face, but his thoughts were racing. Unlike the others, he came from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect of the demonic cult. To enter this inner marsh, teeming with countless savage beasts and poisonous insects, was a road others dreaded; to him it was as though he had stumbled into a mountain of treasure, and his delight was beyond measure.
Rare and precious venoms that in ordinary times one might meet but never seek were now strewn everywhere underfoot, and among them countless strange poisonous insects he had never even heard of before. In the eyes of a past master of poison such as himself, they were ten times more precious than mountains of gold and silver.
The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had always stood apart within the demonic cult. Though its methods of cultivation sprang from the same Heavenly Book as those of the other branches, what it had inherited and passed down was a wondrous art of cultivation, supplemented by the use of all manner of strange and deadly venoms in training. Thus for several hundred years the masters who emerged from this sect had almost all been past masters of poison.
And for the sect's disciples, to find the fiercest and most venomous creatures was of incalculable aid in their cultivation.
Qin Wujiu was the closed-door disciple of the Poison God, present master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. His natural gifts were exceedingly high, and in the way of poison he was a prodigy such as heaven itself had sent. Upon entering this inner marsh and seeing the sights before him, he had been overcome with joy. Over the past days he had gathered many poisonous creatures, and then he had come upon the giant venomous ants unique to the Dead Marsh. Qin Wujiu tried the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's Beast-Commanding Flute, and perhaps because the demonic cult's Heavenly Book truly holds within it the unfathomable workings of heaven and earth, even such savage, untamed creatures were brought under his control through the methods handed down in that book.
In the midst of his great joy Qin Wujiu had suddenly come upon Li Xun of the Burning Cloud Valley, who had landed nearby. The two had quarreled on sight and come to blows, and Qin Wujiu had simply summoned forth his countless Dead Marsh Giant Ants. For all Li Xun's high cultivation, once surrounded by such swarms he could do no more than fend them off, and had Fachang not arrived in time, he would surely have come off badly.
As matters stood now, however, Fachang, Zeng Shuyan, Lin Jinghong, and Li Xun, all four together, found themselves trapped by this young man of unfathomable means, Qin Wujiu.