Destined Martial God

In the face of Zhongli Qingyang's hateful and furious glare, Yu Haoran only gave him a casual glance. Then, he took out the Antidote Pellet that he had refined a while ago and gave it to Qingfeng.    

Soon after, he raised his head to look at Zhongli Mingjing who was seated on the dragon throne, and asked with a face full of ridicule.    

"Senior Ming Jing, could this be what you call treating guests like this!"    

Facing Yu Haoran's ridicule, Zhongli Mingjing only laughed awkwardly, but did not explain anything, only turning his head to look at Zhongli Qingyang, indicating him to continue explaining the reason behind the matter, as well as his confidence in using the poison.    

"Ancestor Ming Jing, when you first woke up, Qingyang told you in detail about the current state of the world. You also made your own judgement based on the complex and ever-changing situation."    

"That is to do everything in his power to protect his relationship with the Child of Fate, and then use the means that the Son of Heaven has to control his own fate to safely pass through the Aeon Span."    

Zhongli Qingyang walked to the head's seat on the right side of the hall in large strides, then cupped his hands and continued to explain to Zhongli Mingjing.    

"And the engagement between Shuiqin and the Child of Fate, Ji Xing, is not only related to the life and death of our Zhongli family's hundreds of thousands of clansmen, but also determines the future of our Zhongli family."    

After explaining till here, Zhongli Qingyang turned and looked at Yu Haoran, at Zhong Li Shui Qin who was standing behind Yu Haoran, and roared with a sinister look on his face.    

"So, whoever dares to disrupt the marriage between my daughter and the Child of Fate, is our Zhongli family's mortal enemy. I, Zhongli Qingyang, will think of every means possible to kill him!"    

After hearing the true reason why Zhongli Qingyang was opposed to the combination of Wu Zhengjun and the water guqin, a complicated expression appeared in Yu Haoran's eyes.    

This was because he did not expect that the patriarch of the Zhongli family, as one of the five great underworld clans, would think so highly of the identity of being the child of destiny, and would actually not hesitate to bury his daughter's life's happiness.    

If he had known of his identity as the Child of Fate, being able to make Wu Zhengjun and Zhong Li Shui fuse perfectly, he only needed to reveal his identity to Zhongli Qingyang secretly.    

In this way, there would be no conflict between them, and he would not have to spend time preparing gifts.    

But unfortunately!    

A hatred that would not stop until one side died had already pushed the other to a dead end. Now, they could only use even more bloody methods to fulfil Wu Zhengjun's and Zhong Li Shui Qin's wish of combining together, and remove the grudges between them.    

"Zhongli Qingyang, even the person with the highest cultivation and the strongest power is not Senior Brother Qingfeng's match. Then, what method do you have to rip apart my tendons and peel my skin?" His pale white face slowly flushed, the depressed Qi slowly increased, Yu Haoran who was removing his disguise, asked with eyes full of ridicule.    

"Yu Haoran, if you and Qing Feng didn't taste the spirit tea from the horsetail whisk, I, Zhongli Qingyang, would have to use a special method to summon the few ancestor masters of the Supreme Realm."    

Although Yu Haoran gradually showed confidence in his ability to cure the poison, his eyes revealed a pleased smile as he retorted.    

"However, you and Qing Feng covet the Spirit Tea so that it can raise your mental state. After drinking the Nine Bones Nine Souls Poison contained in the Spirit Tea, your cultivation is about to disappear completely. Your lives and deaths are within my thoughts."    

"Qingyang, Yu Haoran has really been poisoned with the Nine Bone Nine Souls!" After hearing Zhongli Qingyang's counterattack, Zhongli Mingjing, who had suddenly stood up, asked with an excited expression.    

After nodding his head, Zhongli Qingyang used a method of wrapping up his spirit energy and brought the teacup beside Yu Siqi to Zhong Li Qing to explain.    

"Ancestor Ming Jing, due to the fact that the refining of the poison from the Nine Palace Nine Bone Nine Souls is extremely difficult, and the clan does not have a lot of stock, Qingyang can only infuse the poison into Qingfeng's and Yu Siqi's spirit tea."    

The Nine Palaces Nine Bones Nine Soul Poison was created by the Poison Heart Elder, a supreme expert of the middle ages. However, because it was too old and the poison formula was lost, it was not listed in the Profound Sky Continent's list of hundred poisons.    

Although he did not enter the Profound Sky Continent's Hundred Poison List, the Nine Palaces Nine Bones Nine Souls Poison was still not inferior to the three strongest poisons in the Hundred Poison Rankings. It possessed a terrifying power that could cut off the cultivation of gods and supreme experts.    

Therefore, Zhongli Mingjing, who had extended his hand to receive the teacup, did not rashly use his divine sense to examine it. Instead, he took out a special silver needle from the independent space he had opened and inserted it into the teacup.    

Soon, nine cyan rings of light appeared on the surface of the silver needle.    

"Ha ha!"    

Zhongli Mingjing, who had smashed the teacup and silver needle onto the ground, suddenly laughed out loud.    

Accompanied by an extremely arrogant laughter, a strong killing intent quickly rose from his body.    

"Yu Haoran, ever since I, Zhongli Mingjing, have become famous in the Neogene period, I have never gone overboard with my opponents, nor have I ever taken the initiative to give in to you.    

Zhongli Mingjing, who had been laughing for close to thirty seconds, retracted his laugh at the same time, and roared with anger in his eyes.    

"At this moment, only the fresh blood of you, Yu Haoran, can wash off the humiliation of my lowered head."    

"At this moment, only your life, Yu Haoran, can help me regain my confidence in my martial arts."    

Ignoring Zhongli Mingjing's arrogant roars, Yu Haoran used his spiritual will to retrieve poisonous medicinal ingredients from his storage ring, and at the same time, used the nullification to refine the medicinal ingredients.    

Just as Zhongli Mingjing finished roaring, eighteen of the extremely poisonous medicinal herbs were refined into a droplet of venom that was pitch-black in color and exuded an enticing aroma.    

As he controlled the poison to float to Qing Feng's mouth, Yu Haoran pleaded sincerely.    

"Senior brother Qingfeng, if you believe in my poison abilities, then please consume the venom immediately and dispel the poison from the nine palaces and nine bones and nine souls."    

Without the slightest bit of hesitation, Qing Feng immediately opened his mouth and swallowed the poison, proving his trust in Yu Haoran's poison cultivation.    

As the venom in his body began to take effect, Qing Feng's improved cultivation gradually returned. His pale, paper-like face turned rosy and his depressed aura became more vigorous. The anger in his eyes was also replaced by killing intent.    

"Zhongli Qingyang, I have to say that your methods are indeed very cunning and insidious."    

Just as Qing Feng consumed the venom without any hesitation, Yu Haoran stood up and signaled Lu Yuan and the Scarlet Beast to get out of the way. Then, he retrieved half a cup of spirit tea that was sealed by the Tower Spirit from his sea of consciousness and said with a smile.    

"If I, Yu Haoran, wasn't also proficient in the poison arts and had the cultivation of the Poison Emperor, I would have definitely swallowed this cup of spirit tea that was mixed with nine palaces and nine bones and nine souls, resulting in the loss of all my cultivation."