Super Field Energy Controller

"Wonderful." Yang Fan picked up the teacup and looked at the light green tea with a long tea fragrance. He couldn't help but praise it and said, "Ji Shang can actually integrate the method of raising Gu into refining medicine. Each pill is like a Gu worm, killing and devouring it in the tea jar, turning the holy medicine that saves lives into a cup of poisonous tea that even the God Emperor can't bear. He is worthy of being the first person in the world to treat poison."

As he said, he raised the cup and drank it in one gulp.

After savoring it for a few seconds, he sighed softly: "Yin gives birth to Yang, Qian Kun begins again... Once it can withstand the initial toxicity, this cup of poisonous tea will turn into a nourishing holy product. Ji Shang's exquisite grasp of the medicinal properties has reached the realm of Yin and Yang harmony."

"Being able to take the Nine Treasures Tea without changing color, Young Master Yang is unfathomable." The eyes of the Poison Princess looking at Yang Fan changed again.

This Nine Treasures Tea can be said to be one of the strongest poisons she can make. It is also a holy tonic medicine that contains the power of rebirth. Whether it is poison or tonic, it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Yang Fan was able to drink this cup of tea without any abnormality, which shocked her heart. At the same time, she had a strong impulse and wanted to cut Yang Fan's flesh and blood immediately to find out what his current body is made of.

However, Poison Princess knew that her wish might not be realized.

Suppressing the regret in her heart, Poison Princess glanced at Shen Biru and said, "Mr. Yang, if I am not mistaken before, this little girl named Shen Biru seems to have practiced a poison formula long ago, and it is 40% to 50% similar to my 'Chaos Poison Emperor Formula'..."

Yang Fan was not surprised.

When Shen Biru swallowed the poison miasma before, the poison formula in her body was running instinctively. Poison Princess arrived just in time to detect and confirm Shen Biru's physique and noticed something normal.

"I learned it secretly when you helped Qingcheng resolve the poison in her body last time." Yang Fan said frankly.

Poison Lady raised her eyebrows, and a trace of anger appeared in her eyes.

It is taboo to peek at other people's cultivation skills, not to mention that Yang Fan peeked at her unique skills, how could she not be angry?

If it were someone else, she would have taken action without saying a word, but now, she has lost the confidence to defeat Yang Fan.

Even though this person seems to have been seriously injured, her instinct tells Poison Lady that Yang Fan is much stronger than the last time they met, like a bottomless black pool, and it is impossible to guess the depth of his true cultivation through the surface.

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"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Yang has mastered some secret skills. When fighting with others, he can easily peek at the skills that others are performing. Now it seems that it is indeed well-deserved and even more terrifying than the rumors." Poison Lady said half angrily and half helplessly.

When she recalled the past, she did not have any warning signs of being spied on, which showed that Yang Fan had used that kind of spying method to the point where there was no trace left.

Otherwise, she would never have allowed Yang Fan to leave the poison world alive.

At the moment, she could only comfort herself in her heart that Yang Fan finally passed on the secrets of the skills he had spied on to his future disciples, so it was not considered a leak.

At this time, Elder Nong brought an unusually tall woman to the quiet room.

Shen Biru, who saw this woman, could not help but flash with surprise in her eyes.

This woman was very beautiful, but she gave people a more ethereal feeling, like an elf far away from the world. This kind of otherworldly temperament could not be possessed by cultivation alone, but was a natural breath emanating from the depths of the blood.

This was the Celestial Clan.