Poison God's Heritage

The whole arena had their eyes focused on the man who was casually moving through the numerous obstacles in his path.

If it was a beast of flames, he would destroy it, if it was a pillar of fire, he would go through it, and if it was a mountain he would obliterate it. All while simply muttering words to his puppets, never having used his own power or actively moved by himself.

He just sat there, like a sovereign, ordering his underlings to do what he desires and expecting nothing but perfection.

A display of cold aloof and absolute boredom on his face meant that everything that was happening, was happening because he expected the outcome.

Unlike the many other cultivators who were dirtied and sweating profusely due to the immense heat, this man was still calmly sitting inside his large spatial hall within the hovering ship. Not caring one bit about what was going on.

The spectators expected to see gruesome fights and deadly battles from all cultivators partaking in this challenge.

And one would think that seeing a person nonchalantly breaking through obstacle after another would get them bored, however, it was the exact opposite. They would actually judge the other cultivators for how pitiful and how much effort they spent in dealing with the same problems that Shen Bao was dealing with oh so easily.

"This is rather disturbing…" spoke one of the cultivators on the stadium.

The commentator looked at him and smiled, "Oh, if it isn't the Eccentric Long, The Dragon Lord!"

"Don't call me that… I hate it, it makes me sound like a brute," the man called the Eccentric Long snorted.

"I apologize, and you are right, of the many people here, rare are those who can compete with your understanding of law, and even fewer can outsmart you, but please would you explain why you think it disturbing?"

"You really want to overwork me. Just because you couldn't figure out how he managed to fuel that machine isn't it?"

"Haha… I was caught I guess, I am indeed very lacking, and would like you to join me in explaining what is happening right now, this is clearly not an Origin Shattering treasure, otherwise the Sun Lords would have destroyed it."

"Sigh, then let me share some of the understandings I have. From what I have deduced, that whole thing, from bolt to screw, from metal to wire, was all made by the same hands… I suppose it was he who made it since he understand it completely," said Eccentric Long.

"You mean that not only he is a Poison go- I mean poison cultivator, he also is a craftsman?" asked the commentator.

The old man shook his head, "That's not even the tip of the iceberg. The weapons that are on the ship are also made by him and they don't just function on mechanical power and engineering, they have inscriptions that allows and facilitates their function…"

"So he is also an inscription master! What a spending talent…"

"That's not all though…"

The commentator was annoyed, "Could you tell me everything at once next time then! You're stressing me and the audience! HA!"

"That's because you keep interrupting me, anyway, the thing is, inscriptions are fine, a lot of cultivators ate the void level should be able to understand some form of formation. However, once you reach a high enough level you'd be able to understand more form just seeing formation side effects.

For that man, almost everything he had written has no side effects, not a single formation that I have seen is leaking, misplaced or mispositioned, everything is in the realm of utmost optimization. It is so absurdly optimized that one would think it is perfect.

Not only that there is Law in those formation, I could feel the law being constantly translated and transformed every second at absurdly high levels of speed inside the core of that ship… He has something there that is allowing for the entire ship to move and act and also absorb Qi and use it at the same time… it is like he had created a living meridian… which is absurd."

Just as the man finished his words, something from the tower of the Wisest Sun came flying at the man.

It had no evil intentions and floated right in front of him. It was a small pentagonal token that had the white sun symbol on it.

The man's eyes opened wide as he saw the token and instantly prostrated himself toward the Wisest Sun.

"Thank you for your gracious gift!" he said as he snatched the token and placed it in his holding bag. The Eccentric Long's face was red in excitement as he had obtained something he never would have dreamt of.

The commentator's mouth was opened wide.

"Oh what generosity! WHAT GRACE! Thank you, lord of the Wisest Sun, for such benevolence! As you have all seen his lordship the Wisest Sun had gifted a one time entry token to his own treasury to Eccentric Long! Meaning that every word that Eccentric Long had spoken was nothing but the truth! What MONSTEROUS TALENT!

What great intellect and infallible mind of the person named Du Shen! You must have all guessed it, for the Lord of the Wisest Sun to gift a man who merely explained what Du Shen had made, His lordship the Wisest Sun must have an even greater admiration to the man named Du Shen!"

Eccentric Long coughed as he stood up, "Anyway, thank you your greatness for such a reward. Now to finish, although it is forbidden to use an Origin Shattering level treasure or Origin Qi, Du Shen had made something that touches on the rims of these levels. For example the puppet that took the Red Saint Qi stone jewel had moved with incredible grace and speed.

And throughout my life, I have never seen metal and puppets move with such grace. The best I have seen were at the Ascendant level, nothing above the Ascendant level could even function at such fluidity unless one were to use inhuman levels of resources thus why cultivators rather use corpses than puppets.

But here Du Shen's puppet is clearly above the Emperor Stage and is well within the level of Void cultivation. Not only that…"

Eccentric Long held for a second as he gathered his breath, the entire audience was fully focused on him.

"The puppets he has… they can cultivate."

The commentator was about to berate Eccentric Long, how could puppets cultivate? Maybe he got a bit too greedy with the reward before and went overboard with praising Du Shen.

And just as the commentator was about to correct Eccentric Long, another pentagonal token flew from the tower of the Lording Sun, the Lord of Lords and appeared in front of Eccentric Long.

The commentator's face opened and closed, unable to figure out what was going on, another token? Another one?! From another Sun! at the span of a minute just for praising Du Shen? He should probably do the same!

Eccentric Long once again went on his knees bowing to the Lord of lords with the exact same gusto that he did for the Wisest Sun. To have two rewards from both of the Suns is a blessing he'll pass down to his entire generation.

"You mean?! That he is defying the heavenly law? And had made what has no soul into something that seeks the Dao of heavens?"

After collecting himself, Eccentric Long took a long breath and said. "It is not my right to speak of the heavenly laws, but from what I see, the Puppet itself had gained a sliver of ability and sturdiness the moment it had absorbed that discarded jewel. Although miniscule it was imbued within it and became a part of it. It also feels like the core of that ship, only far more advanced.

He treats his puppets well."

"I see, even after I had cultivated for thousands of years, this is the first time I see something like this. It is incredible indeed. A man with so many talents is someone rare to come by, we're bound to see something incredible, I only hope that Du Shen's personal ability is as great as his talent in creating puppets," said the Commentator.

"I wouldn't doubt that, in fact I think it's the other way around," said Eccentric Long.

"How so?" asked the Commentator.

"Take a look at his physic, that lean body, and that light greenish tint, do you know what that is?" Eccentric Long asked.

"I wouldn't know,"

"I've spent a long time of my life wandering the Beyond and came across many things, among them was a cultivator that had ruined himself for the sole purpose of obtaining a true poison body," Eccentric Long looked at one of the people the crowd.

The man titled the Poison God had an ugly scowl on his face.

"It was the exiled disciple of the Poison God. Who stole a forbidden text from the theories of the Poison God to attempt and obtain a True Poison body. The attempt needed them to consume various types of poison mainly the Bone and Body Grinding Poison. Which is, regardless of one's cultivation level is one of the deadliest and most annoying Poisons to Deal with.

Although many of us here can easily break it, the theory required a man to have his entire body remodified with this poison, and that can only be done in mortal form… as in, one must have not a shred of cultivation in their bodies to even have hope of rebuilding the body into that of a True Poison body."

"You mean that man succeeded while even the Disciple of the Poison God failed?"

"That isn't exhaustive enough," the man titled as Poison God said.

"I apologize, all I have spoken of is of my own experience, you would definitely know more," said Eccentric Long as he clasped his hands at the man titled Poison God.

"I envy that man," the Poison God said.

"How so?" the Commentator asked

"Succeeded? That's an understatement, my wretched disciple caused endless death due to the folly of his action and ended up looking like a monster. As for this man he is so perfectly fused with poison you would think it is a part of him and he is a part of poison itself.

Not to mention the Soul Flame he has as you can see it through the reflection of his emerald eyes… it is yet to fully stabilize meaning that he only consumed the flame not even a month ago. Not only that, his cultivation is obscure even to me…"

"Obscure cultivation?" asked the commentator.

"Yes, it is obscure.

While every cultivator who reaches a high level is able to hide a part of their cultivation for a much more powerful cultivator they can still notice or realize the level of cultivation one has, however, even though I'm in the Origin Shattering realm, I'm unable to perfectly pinpoint his cultivation, I do know it is in the void stage just from the pressure he is passively releasing, but have no idea at which stage."

"That is indeed a great deduction. However, that still does not explain how you assumed that his martial prowess is far better than his workmanship!"

"The eyes," said Eccentric Long.

"Those bored eyes, eyes full of forlorn to existence itself. Unlike many cultivators who are taking this trial to prove themselves, who are full of vigor and spirit of challenge. This man's eyes are the same eyes as a woodcutter's, going on about his day, to fell another tree to heat his house. He sees nothing worthy of him acting personally.

A boredom caused not by the lack of entertainment around him, but by the mere fact that he knows well that no matter what you throw at him, he'll find a way to solve it. They're the eyes of someone who not only had slaughtered his way through entire mountains of people, but had done so without feeling an ounce of worry or regret.

An embodiment of carnage that isn't willing to act because it sees no reason for it to act right now…"

The words ended and once again, another token was thrown into the man's hands, this one had the symbol of a Red Sun.

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