Chapter 104: Yang Soul Pill

“Granny, my elder brother is just unconscious, he’s not dead yet. You must have a way to save him. Please, I beg you, help me save him!”

After checking her elder brother Sky Splitting Tiger’s heartbeat and pulse, Jing Wushuang looked at Ghost Mother with tearful eyes, pleading desperately.

Seeing her desperate plea and glancing at the unconscious Sky Splitting Tiger lying on the ground and Mu Feng standing nearby, Ghost Mother had a sudden thought. Her eyes flashed coldly as she came up with an idea. She chuckled coldly and said, “Cackle, it’s not completely hopeless, but…”

“But what? Granny, please tell me. As long as we can wake my elder brother up, Shuang’er is willing to pay any price!” Jing Wushuang’s eyes lit up, seeing a glimmer of hope.

“Hehe, any price?”

Ghost Mother sneered coldly, paused, then continued, “Mu Feng, you step out first. I have something to discuss with Shuang’er.”

“Yes!”

Mu Feng bowed respectfully, turned, and walked out. Before he had gone far, a chilling wind rose behind him, tightly sealing off all movements inside.

After using a secret technique to seal the entire Yinfeng Cave, Ghost Mother looked at the hopeful Jing Wushuang and spoke slowly, “Shuang’er, your elder brother has lost all his Yang Energy, his body is invaded by Yin Energy, and only a last breath keeps him alive. Normally, anyone in this state would be doomed, but it’s not entirely incurable. West of Jianning City, deep in the mountains beyond Jianshui City lies the Hengling Mountain Range. There stands a mountain always covered in mist, called the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain. That is the headquarters of the Poison Sect. The leader of the Poison Sect possesses a world-famous Yang Soul Pill. If swallowed, it can not only greatly increase cultivation speed and power but also bring the dead back to life.”

Poison Sect?

Jing Wushuang’s face turned pale, her heart racing at the name. After hesitating for a moment, she said resolutely, “Granny, please just tell me straight—what must Shuang’er do to save my elder brother? Shuang’er and her brother have depended on each other since childhood. As long as he can be saved, I am willing to pay any price!”

“Hehe, Shuang’er, don’t agree so quickly!” Ghost Mother’s expression was grim. She glanced at Jing Wushuang’s delicate, pretty face and slowly continued, “Tell me, Granny, how does my face look? Is it beautiful?”

“Granny, this…”

Jing Wushuang was speechless. She looked up at Ghost Mother’s face, covered with pus and blood as if bitten by hundreds of venomous snakes, and couldn’t help but shudder. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to say, “It’s beautiful. Compared to other elderly women of similar age, Granny looks much better. My late father once said, no matter how good one’s looks, they’re just a fleshy shell. Even the most beautiful woman will grow old eventually. Only the integrity, diligence, and kindness in one’s heart remain unchanged for a lifetime!”

“Cackle cackle, Shuang’er, you sure know how to talk. Are you mocking Granny for being old, very, very old?” Ghost Mother chuckled, looking at the kneeling Jing Wushuang, then added, “Shuang’er, I’ll tell you a secret. Actually, before I joined the Yinfeng Sect, I grew up in the Poison Sect. The current leader of the Poison Sect is Granny’s senior sister.”

“Ah…”

Jing Wushuang gasped in surprise, then felt overjoyed.

A pill that could greatly boost cultivation and bring the dead back to life must be extremely rare. She had been worrying about how to obtain a Yang Soul Pill, but unexpectedly, Ghost Mother had such a connection to the mysterious Poison Sect. The current leader was her senior sister. If she asked for one, wouldn’t her elder brother be saved?

“Shuang’er, don’t celebrate too soon!”

Ghost Mother’s face turned cold, even gritting her teeth as if recalling some past event. She continued coldly, “Long ago, I had a falling out with that senior sister. Since leaving the Poison Sect, I’ve never returned. I can write a letter for you to take to her, but whether she’s willing to give you a Yang Soul Pill—which takes at least a hundred years to refine—is uncertain. In the end, it will depend on you!”

“Granny, what exactly must Shuang’er do?” Jing Wushuang, being clever, quickly understood there was more to Ghost Mother’s words.

Seeing her quick-wittedness, Ghost Mother nodded. “The Poison Sect, mysterious and elusive in the eyes of the world, has a unique rule: it only accepts female disciples. No males are allowed to enter its gates. The selection of disciples is very strict: they must be virgins, and moreover, maidens with innate primordial Yin. Only then can they cultivate the Manual of Extreme Poison passed down through generations in the Poison Sect! Maidens with innate primordial Yin are rare—one in ten thousand—but they can be found with careful search. However, a Mysterious Yin Body is encountered by chance, not by search. My senior sister is aloof and arrogant, looking down on everyone, but if she could take a girl with a Mysterious Yin Body as her final disciple, I think she might be willing to part with a mere Yang Soul Pill.”

“Granny, are you saying that Shuang’er is the so-called Mysterious Yin Body?”

Jing Wushuang understood immediately and nodded without hesitation. “As long as it can save my elder brother, not only would I become a disciple, but I’d even willingly serve as a lifelong maid to Granny’s senior sister.”

“Hehe, the Manual of Extreme Poison is not easy to cultivate. Do you know why Granny’s face has become this neither human nor ghost-like appearance?”

Ghost Mother laughed like a nightingale’s cackle, uglier than crying. “Cultivating the Manual of Extreme Poison fills the body with deadly poison, which gradually concentrates on the face, turning it into Granny’s current look. Back then, unwilling to become a monster, Granny fled the Poison Sect at all costs and joined the then-powerful Yinfeng Sect, using the Yinwind Great Art to suppress the toxins inside. Unfortunately, that was only a temporary suppression, never a complete cure. Once injured or when power declines, it returns to this state. After midnight, the appearance is as beautiful as a flower, but during the day, it’s more terrifying than a monster. Cackle cackle, Shuang’er, have you thought it through? Are you willing to become like Granny?”

“What…”

Jing Wushuang’s heart shuddered. She touched the skin on her face, imagining one day looking like Ghost Mother, and felt a chill. Neither human nor ghost, forced to live in dark, underground places forever—what meaning would life have then?

“What woman would willingly become like this? Shuang’er, go, take your elder brother back, and prepare for his funeral early!” Ghost Mother let out a deep sigh, playing hard to get, and slowly closed her eyes.

“No, Granny, Shuang’er is willing. To save my brother, I am willing to give everything!”

Jing Wushuang stared unblinkingly at Ghost Mother. After a moment’s hesitation, she made her decision firmly.

“Good!”

Hearing this, Ghost Mother opened her eyes, a fierce cold smile appearing on her face. She quickly took out a dark red pill from her robe. “Shuang’er, this is a pill Granny carefully refined. Though it can’t cure the side effects of cultivating the Manual of Extreme Poison, it can at least slightly ease the toxins inside. This is the only thing Granny can do for you. Swallow it soon—the earlier, the better the effect.”

“Okay, thank you, Granny!”

Jing Wushuang didn’t suspect anything. She took the pill from Ghost Mother and swallowed it in one gulp. After a short while, aside from a warm feeling inside, she didn’t notice anything unusual. On the contrary, her Spiritual Power seemed to have improved a bit, and her spirits lifted.

“Cackle cackle, good, good. Shuang’er, go, call Mu Feng inside!”

Watching Jing Wushuang swallow the pill, Ghost Mother cackled with laughter.