Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 114

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Yang Dingtian had arrived at the lair of the Poison Hands Devil.

Right ahead was this gigantic swamp. The reason why Yang Dingtian was able to recognize that this was the lair of the Poison Hands Devil because there were countless corpses and remains floating on it.

They were basically all human remains with the occasional demonic beast remains. Every piece of it was rotten, and it was oozing with a nauseating stench.

The blood from the remains had been mixed together with the muddy water, forming completely gloomy green substances that looked very disgusting.

It was obvious that even though the Poison Hands Devil lived in seclusion in the swamp, he still hadn't forgotten about his evil research.

In regards to these corpses and remains… there were plenty of people who died in the Land of Chaos every day. The Poison Hands Devil could easily use his money, herbs, and even poison to exchange for such things.

But this Poison Hands Devil, Ouyang Lun, was indeed a matchless evil individual.

But above this giant cavity, apart from the floating corpses, there was nothing but disgusting slurry, and there was no trace of Ouyang Lun's figure. He should have lived within the mud for a long period of time.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Dingtian came to the front of the giant cavity and spoke slowly, “Disciple of Dongfang Niemie pays his respects to Senior Devil Corpse.”

There was nothing but silence in the swamp, and there wasn't any reaction either. In front of Yang Dingtian was an ordinary swamp, which didn't look like a spot one used for seclusion. It felt as though the greeting happened within a dream realm.

Yang Dingtian greeted again. “Disciple of Dongfang Niemie pays his respects to Senior Devil Corpse.”

“I don't care who Dongfang Niemie is. You shall die if you enter my territory. I just happen to require a heart for my experiments,” Poison Hands Devil spoke slowly.

Soon enough, a giant sound echoed as a giant abruptly emerged from the pool. It released a putrefying stench as it rushed at Yang Dingtian.

When Yang Dingtian saw the giant, he nearly vomited as he'd never seen such a disgusting life form before.

This giant couldn't be addressed as a human. It was more like a walking corpse.

The giant's leg was the product of three or four human legs stitched together. The giant's body was also put together using three or four human bodies. The giant only had one head, but it was puffed up and gigantically big. There were wounds all over its body, and there was disgusting pus fluid flowing everywhere. There was a huge wound on its stomach, and the intestines were spilling out from the wound, which was already miserably green due to the rot.

This basically wasn't a human but an evil entity that was put together using plenty of corpses. The most disgusting thing was that it had three arms. The right and left shoulders each had an arm, but then there was an arm that grew on its back. Each of the three arms wielded different weapons, which were a giant steel hammer, a razor-sharp metal chain, and a giant cleaver respectively.

“Dismember the intruder!”

Once Poison Hands Devil gave the order, the giant corpse rushed over ferociously and attacked Yang Dingtian with the three equipped hands. He completely ignored the fact that Yang Dingtian was the disciple of Dongfang Niemie, who once saved his life.

Before he even fought, Yang Dingtian nearly fainted from the putrid stench.

He held his breath and drew his weapon, waiting to receive the steel hammer from the giant corpse.

The giant hammer weighed a few hundred kilograms. As it swung down hard, it crushed down like Mt. Tai. It drew across the air with a whizzing sound as it was about to smash Yang Dingtian into smithereens.

“Bang…” Yang Dingtian's cold blade blocked the steel hammer of the giant corpse.

In this instant, there was this incomparably huge energy that transmitted over as Yang Dingtian immediately lost the sense of touch in both of his hands. His entire body felt as though it'd been struck by a tank. He could feel veins bursting inch by inch in his arms as fresh blood sprayed out violently while his body was sent flying several meters away.

There was nothing profound about the giant's move. It wasn't fast or agile either, but the strength was astounding. It was far beyond Yang Dingtian's expectations.

“My giant corpse could swing the hammer with the force of 5000 kilograms. You actually dare to block with your fleshly body? You are simply asking for death,” Poison Hands Devil sneered.

After Yang Dingtian spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, he sat up with a clearer mind.

“You actually didn't die? You took a hammer strike from my giant corpse and didn't die?” Poison Hands Devil exclaimed with surprise.

If it was any regular person, that person would have died from the impact. But Yang Dingtian had the Ning Yang Mystic Meridians. Furthermore, three layers of his marrow essence and arteries were cleansed by Dongfang Niemie. Hence, he was able to withstand terrifying attacks and also had a terrifying ability to recover.

After standing up again, Yang Dingtian consumed an elixir that slowly reduced the pain in his body. That ripping pain felt as though it was being extinguished by a refreshing sensation. It was indeed a fifth-grade elixir brewed by Ningning.

Yang Dingtian raised the strange blade in his hand and pointed it at the giant corpse. Right now, he understood that the giant corpse might have extraordinary strength, but it wasn't nimble, and its moves were stiff. It was easy to kill, but he couldn't go on a full-frontal assault against it.

“Kill…” Yang Dingtian yelled out while his body flashed forward, thrusting the strange blade towards the chest of the giant corpse.

The fourth move of Pig Slaying Sword Art was ruthless and unwavering. It hit its target immediately.

But this giant corpse didn't sustain any damage as Yang Dingtian's strange blade seemed to strike a wall. It wasn't able to penetrate an inch.

Yang Dingtian burst with rapid speed and looked at the giant corpse in horror. This monster's outer skin seemed to have been refined by some herbs and was impervious to sword and spears. It was like a real copper wall.

As such, this giant corpse's battle strength was astounding. Even though it wasn't fast or nimble, it was indestructible and wouldn't sustain any damage.

“What if I use mystic qi?” Yang Dingtian thought in his heart.

Soon after, Yang Dingtian flashed out like lightning and thrust towards the giant corpse's chest again. This time, he burst forth with all his mystic qi at the same time.

But, there was still no damage to the giant corpse. There was even a shallow dent on the sword while nothing could be seen on the corpse.

Soon enough, Yang Dingtian understood the reason. The mystic qi was specifically for damaging the enemy's mystic meridians and inner organs, but this giant corpse was an inanimate being. It didn't have any mystic meridians, and thus, mystic qi attacks were useless against it.

“Haha, this giant corpse puppet is the result of my life's research. You will only be able to damage it in your dreams,” Poison Hands Devil snorted.

Yang Dingtian held onto the modified strange blade and glanced at the giant corpse indifferently.

“Kill him,” As the Poison Hands Devil gave his order, the giant corpse rushed ferociously again. This time, it swung the metal chain, rolling it towards Yang Dingtian's neck.

Yang Dingtian let out a cold smile. Ningning and Ximen Lie were afraid that Yang Dingtian might expose his identity. Thus, they made some modifications to his strange blade, wrapping it with a layer of black iron. Right now, in the face of this giant monster, there was no meaning to concealing it anymore.

As the strange blade was stabbed into the ground, Yang Dingtian's arm shook vigorously. The incomparably sharp Night Owl Strange Blade instantly shattered the layer of black iron, revealing a twistedly terrifying blade.

“Bang…” The giant corpse's metal chain was whipping towards Yang Dingtian's head and was about to wrap around his neck.

Yang Dingtian's strange blade drew across.

“Bang…” In this instant, the giant corpse's metal chain was sliced apart like tofu.

“Ss…” Immediately after, Yang Dingtian's sword abruptly stabbed into the giant corpse's chest, letting out an ear-piercing sound like that of ripping leather. The four-foot-long strange blade completely pierced into the chest of the giant corpse.

Afterward, Yang Dingtian drew out the giant blade and backed off several meters, waiting for the giant corpse to fall.

A green disgusting fluid flowed out from the chest wound, but the giant corpse couldn't feel a thing. It just looked down dumbly and didn't fall. In fact, it didn't even feel any pain.

Yang Dingtian was startled. It still didn't die after having its heart pierced? But Yang Dingtian quickly understood that this giant corpse was an inanimate being and might not even have a heart. How could it die after being pierced in its chest?

“How is this possible? What sword is that? It can actually pierce through my giant corpse puppet? My puppet has been soaked in medication for 49 days and is tougher than steel. How did your sword pierce it?” Poison Hands Devil instantly let out an astonished voice.

“Tough? Is it tougher than the best quality black blood gold sword? Can it be superior to the claw of the Night Owl? Can it defeat the Mystic Ice Cold Metal?” Yang Dingtian sneered in his heart.

Afterward, he continued to rush forward, using the strange blade to attack the giant corpse with lightning speed.

“Swish Swish Swish…” After over a dozen consecutive slashes, there were several wounds that were drawn across the giant corpse's body, each of them over a foot long. The giant corpse's body was instantly turned into one with thousands of pits and wounds, but this monster was still doing fine and was still attacking Yang Dingtian in a frenzy.

Immediately after, Yang Dingtian changed his methods and stopped attacking the monster's body and instead attacked its limbs.

“Swish Swish Swish Swish…” Numerous successive slashes were made.

Yang Dingtian immediately chopped the two giant legs into several segments, dwarfing the five-meter-tall giant in an instant.

However, this giant corpse still couldn't feel any pain, and its three arms were still attacking like crazy.

But, this giant corpse originally had two advantages in its extraordinary strength and indestructible skin. Once the indestructibility was broken, its slow movements made it nothing more than an object that could do nothing but endure attacks.

After severing the two legs, Yang Dingtian rapidly severed the fearsome arms.

At this moment, the giant corpse puppet had been turned into a dreadfully giant human stick. But since it couldn't feel any pain, its face was still as sinister as it opened its mouth wide in an attempt to bite at Yang Dingtian. The scene was so amazingly disgusting that it sent shivers down his spine.

“After all this, you still won't die? I shall chop off your head and see if you will die then,” Yang Dingtian declared coldly before he beheaded the giant corpse's disgusting head.

The head that was the size of a barrel rolled on the ground while the giant corpse's body finally collapsed. However, that giant corpse's disgusting and repulsive head was still trying to chomp even after it rolled across the ground, letting out sinister roars.

Yang Dingtian was surprised. It was still alive after the head was separated from the body.

“I would like to dig out your brain and see what exactly it is made up of. I will turn your brain into a paste and see if you would die then,” Yang Dingtian spoke coldly and began to brandish the strange blade as he aimed at the giant corpse's brain, preparing to smash it into pieces.

“Stop, stop, have mercy with your blade.” In this instant, Poison Hands Devil yelled out fearfully.

Yang Dingtian's strange blade suspended above the giant's corpse's brain as he spoke indifferently, “Why should I be merciful with my blade? If you didn't bother about the favor that my master did for you, why should I bother?”

“If this giant corpse's body is ruined, it can be reconstructed, but the brain would be a huge problem. It is my life's work, and if you destroy it, I will truly have nothing else left,” Poison Hands Devil spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Oh?” Yang Dingtian was delighted. He was worried that he would have nothing to threaten Poison Hands Devil with, but it seemed like this giant corpse's brain was his lifeblood and could be used to threaten him.

“It is possible if you want me to spare this brain. You just have to answer a few of my questions.” Yang Dingtian immediately held onto that leverage.

“You ask, you ask,” Poison Hands Devil compromised.

“Back then, you successfully entered the Blood Pool to cultivate. How did you do it?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“What are you asking this for?” Poison Hands Devil's voice immediately became loud and sharp as though he'd been electrically shocked. His voice was frightened and indignant at the same time.

“Answer my question or I will ruin your life's work.” Yang Dingtian pierced the strange blade one inch into the skull of the giant corpse as he spoke coldly.

“Stop, stop…,” Poison Hands Devil responded quickly.

Afterward, Poison Hands Devil sank into a deep silence and took a few minutes before he explained, “Because, over twenty years ago, I once unintentionally saved Dugu Xiao's life. Back then, he was only the Young Lord of the Temple of Blood and had offended people from the Sea of Hades. He was then afflicted with a rare poison. Even though he managed to kill the people from the Sea of Hades, he was unable to deal with the rare poison in his body. Hence, he came to look for me. I didn't know who he was and didn't want to save him either. But the rare poison from the Sea of Hades was too strange, and I just couldn't hold myself back. Thus, I neutralized the poison.”

Poison Hands Devil paused for a moment before he continued, “After I treated him, I intended to kill him with another poison. But he actually told me that he was the Young Lord of the Temple of Blood and because I saved his life, he will agree to do something for me. I said I wanted to cultivate in the Blood Pool, and he agreed to it, but it had to be after a few years when he succeeded the current Temple Master of the Temple of Blood. Only then would he have the authority. And sure enough, he became the Temple Master after a few years. Hence I successfully entered the Blood Pool to cultivate and became the first outsider to cultivate in the Blood Pool.”

Yang Dingtian instantly took a deep breath and finally understood. It was because Poison Hands Devil saved Dugu Xiao's life that he was given the opportunity to cultivate in the Blood Pool.

This condition was too difficult. The current Dugu Xiao was a Grandmaster Class expert. He was ranked top five in the world, maybe even top three. Who was actually qualified to save him?

“What happened to you later? How did you offend Dugu Xiao for him to torture you like this? Yang Dingtian asked.

Once this question was asked, Poison Hands Devil's body instantly shivered as though he had a nightmare.

“I, I didn't do anything. After I exited the Blood Pool, I successfully broke through two classes within half a month. Dugu Xiao caught me and dug open my flesh and poured molten lava in. He sliced open my blood vessels and poured the snake blood in. Tormenting me so much that I was neither human or ghost.” Poison Hands Devil's voice trembled as he said, “I didn't do anything. He promised to let me enter the Blood Pool and he complied with that, but he didn't promise to not torture me. And just because I entered the Blood Pool to cultivate once, he tormented me so much that I would rather die than live. But back then, I wanted to cultivate in the Blood Pool out of curiosity and never expected such a consequence. If I had known, even if you had let me go in ten or a hundred times, I wouldn't have gone.”

After hearing Poison Hands Devil's explanation, Yang Dingtian shivered even though he wasn't cold.

This great devil was truly more vicious and more wicked than his daughter, Dugu Fengwu. Was there a need to pay such a great price for outsiders to enter the Blood Pool once? Even if Yang Dingtian was a lunatic, he wouldn't be willing to pay such a disastrous price.

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and asked, “Then, I shall now ask you the second question. Do you have the Poison Devil Snake?”

Sister Ningning's Deep Sea Mystic Poison had been extending towards her qi vessels. Treatment must not be delayed any longer, and it could only be sucked out by the Poison Devil Snake. Hence, this matter might be even more important.

When Poison Hands Devil heard the second question, he immediately withdrew his miserable cries and sneered, “No one within 5000 kilometers has a Poison Devil Snake except me. Of course I have it. How can I not have it?”

“Senior, I wish to have this Poison Devil Snake,” Yang Dingtian requested.

“In your dreams!” Poison Hands Devil shouted with a cold voice, “If you want to take something from me, Poison Hands Devil, it can only happen in your dreams.”

Afterward, Poison Hands Devil spoke in a cold and sinister manner, “Do not attempt to threaten me with the giant corpse's brain. Otherwise, I shall let you die here. Do not suspect that I do not have that capability.”

Of course, he had that capability, and Yang Dingtian didn't doubt it.

Yang Dingtian let out a faint smile and said, “Of course, I will not be taking your things without any price. I will use an even more precious item to exchange for it.”

Poison Hands Devil immediately snorted disdainfully and sneered, “Any precious item will be like dog poop in my eyes. If you want to obtain my Poison Devil Snake, then do it in your dreams.”

Yang Dingtian said, “I heard that Senior Devil Corpse is the world's no.1 in the poison dao and there is no poison in the world that you cannot neutralize? Is there such a thing?”

“Of course,” Poison Hands Devil spoke with pride.

“But I currently have a rare poison that Senior might not have seen, let alone be able to neutralize.” Yang Dingtian laughed.

“Impossible.” Poison Hands Devil spoke sternly and loudly as though he was suffering the largest humiliation, “Absolutely impossible, even if the sun rose from the west and the mountain stream reverses in direction. How old are you? How can you possibly have a poison that I cannot neutralize? Did you even say that I have never seen this poison before? Ridiculous.”

“Then, we shall have an official poison showdown. If the rare poison in my hands can be neutralized by senior, then it will be my loss, and I shall let senior punish me in whichever way you want.” Yang Dingtian smiled and said, “If senior cannot neutralize the poison, then it will be my win, and your Poison Devil Snake shall belong to me.”

At this moment, Yang Dingtian had two kinds of rare poisons on his body. One of them was the Deep Sea Mystic Poison. The other was the blood that was infected by the Soul Devouring Mystic Qi. These two rare poisons were untreatable in this world, and Yang Dingtian didn't believe that Poison Hands Devil could neutralize it. He didn't even think that Poison Hands Devil had even seen it before.

“Okay, deal.” Poison Hands Devil sneered while his voice was filled with the utmost confidence. He would rather die than believe that Yang Dingtian was able to produce a rare poison that he couldn't neutralize. Yang Dingtian was young, and his cultivation class was low. It would be a pipe dream for him to produce a rare poison.

Afterward, Poison Hands Devil spoke with disdain, “Now, toss over your so-called rare poison.”

Yang Dingtian took out a bottle that contained Ximen Wuya's blood, which was infected with the Soul Devour Mystic Qi from Zhu Qingzhu.

“How should I give the poison vial to you?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“Just throw it into the quagmire,” Poison Hands Devil spoke with impatience.

In the quagmire, there was a formless hand that sucked the vial down directly.

“Beware senior. Do not touch the poison in the vial,” Yang Dingtian advised.

“Hurhur, there is no poison in the world that I cannot touch and am afraid of.” Poison Hands Devil sneered with disdain.

“Eh? Ahh…” Before he could finish his sentence, his voice changed, and he let out a weird cry of surprise. His voice trembled as he spoke, “What, what is this poison? It, it is actually so strange and astonishing? Is there actually such a mystical and horrific poison in the world?”

Poison Hands Devil's voice began to tremble with fear.

Chapter end