"I know you."
Bi Bi Dong nodded slightly, the smile on her face completely fading, leaving only coldness and authority. Staring at Yang Wushuang, she warned coldly:
"Yang Wushuang of the Po Clan, correct? Think clearly about the consequences before doing anything. If my disciple is injured because of you, there will be no need for you to exist in this world, including the entire Po Clan. Understood?"
"Your Holiness, rest assured! Yang Wushuang understands!"
Yang Wushuang bowed his head in response.
Cold sweat had already broken out in large beads on his back. As his eyes trembled, everything before him seemed to turn blood-red—he was already deeply trapped within the God of Slaughter Domain!
"Good that you understand..."
Bi Bi Dong nodded, as if nothing had happened, and gracefully moved her steps toward the direction of the Papal Hall.
As her footsteps faded away, the God of Slaughter Domain enveloping Yang Wushuang also vanished.
"Huff!"
Yang Wushuang bent over, panting heavily.
Despite it being broad daylight with the blazing sun overhead, he was shivering from the cold. Strangely, this chill had also caused him to break out in a cold sweat.
Truly worthy of being the youngest Titled Douluo powerhouse on the continent!
The title Rakshasa really suits her!
Yang Wushuang had no doubt that if anything unexpected happened to Ye Tian during pill refining, Bi Bi Dong would absolutely follow through on her words!
Not only would he lose his head, but even the Po Clan would be wiped out!
After all, Ye Tian, as a super Alchemist capable of helping Soul Masters break through their limits, was enough to become the most important treasure of a major power! It was only natural for someone like him to receive unconditional favor from the Pope, and even the entire Spirit Hall.
This was the treatment of a top-tier Alchemist!
Not like their Po Clan, which possessed ancestral Alchemy but remained like a stray dog on the roadside, barely able to scrape by...
When trouble arose,
they were immediately discarded like worthless trash!
This was also a crucial reason why Yang Wushuang was even more determined to stick with Ye Tian to the end!
Damn Clear Sky School!
Yang Wushuang cursed inwardly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, glanced in the direction Bi Bi Dong had left, and then, still shaken, lifted his feet and arrived at the gate of Wisteria Residence. He cleared his throat twice, fully prepared himself, and then called out:
"Holy Son, your subordinate Yang Wushuang requests an audience!"
The sound waves rolled out,
under Yang Wushuang's control, spreading toward the interior of Wisteria Residence.
In Bi Bi Dong's bedroom.
Ye Tian had just closed his eyes to begin cultivating when Yang Wushuang's voice reached his ears.
"..."
Without much hesitation,
Ye Tian immediately got up and went out, darting down to the courtyard below. Opening the Rosewood Door, he saw Yang Wushuang, who had already tidied himself up.
The prison uniform and bloodstains had disappeared, and the messy black-and-white hair had been neatly combed. A gray pharmacist robe hung loosely on his thin frame, looking somewhat oversized and baggy.
Despite being a middle-aged man, his face had begun to look gaunt, giving off a sinister impression.
What struck Ye Tian as even stranger was that Yang Wushuang's eyes, which should have been full of aggression, now appeared extremely respectful. He kept slightly bowing his body, like a servant.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
Yang Wushuang bowed respectfully.
"At ease."
Ye Tian said, then raised an eyebrow.
Noticing the sweat at Yang Wushuang's hairline, Ye Tian quickly connected it to Bi Bi Dong, who had just left, and his expression couldn't help but turn peculiar.
"Yes!"
Yang Wushuang stood up straight, somewhat stiffly.
"Did you just run into her?"
Ye Tian inquired tentatively.
"Uh..."
Upon hearing Ye Tian's words, a flash of awkward fear immediately crossed Yang Wushuang's face.
"If Your Highness is referring to Her Holiness the Pope, then yes, I did encounter her... Just a brief meeting was enough to show me how terrifying the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent truly is."
"Hah, no wonder you're sweating so much even as a Soul Saint."
Ye Tian couldn't help but chuckle, then stepped aside and instructed, "Whatever you have to say, come in and speak slowly."
"Better not."
Yang Wushuang shook his head repeatedly.
If this were Ye Tian's personal residence, he wouldn't mind. But this was the Pope Bi Bi Dong's residence—he dared not stay long.
"Haha... Look how scared you are."
Ye Tian couldn't hold back his laughter and stepped forward to pat Yang Wushuang on the shoulder.
"Alright then, how about we go somewhere else—to the Spirit Awakening Hall? I assume you've already been there?"
Ye Tian looked meaningfully at Yang Wushuang.
He had already noticed that when the white mist around him touched Yang Wushuang's clothing, faint wisps of black mist seemed to appear, vanishing into thin air under the scorching sunlight.
That wasn't Yang Wushuang's aura; it more closely resembled something tainted from Xiao Dading's ominous Soul Suppressing Nail.
"Nothing can escape Your Highness's notice..."
Yang Wushuang's eyes held a trace of admiration as he explained, "I've been staying at the Spirit Awakening Hall these past two days. Before coming here, I also sparred with that Xiao Dading. I won by half a move, which is how I learned the location of this Wisteria Residence."
"Then let's go there. It's already afternoon, and there shouldn't be many people around."
"As you command, Your Highness!"
Soon,
Ye Tian led Yang Wushuang toward the Spirit Awakening Hall at the foot of the mountain.
————
Not long after,
Under Xiao Dading's arrangements, Ye Tian and Yang Wushuang sat down in a secluded room within the Spirit Awakening Hall.
Xiao Dading, having nothing better to do, busied himself brewing tea nearby.
As soon as he sat down, Yang Wushuang wasted no time.
From his Soul Guidance Device, he retrieved a yellowed book and handed it to Ye Tian.
"Your Highness, this contains all the prescriptions of my Po Clan. There are also some I personally researched, along with others developed by members of the clan. Everything I know has been recorded here."
"Oh? You even have a ready-made collection... That makes sense. As an alchemist, it's only natural to have a habit of collecting prescriptions."
Ye Tian set down the hot tea in his hand and took the yellowed book.
Eagerly, he opened it.
On the first page, at the very top, were five ancient-looking characters: Soul Ascension Potion Chapter. Just from these few words, Ye Tian knew he had found the right person in Yang Wushuang!
Across from him, Yang Wushuang nodded. "Your Highness is correct. Not just me, but my elder brother Yang Wudi also has a book like this. If the opportunity arises, I will request it from him and present it to Your Highness."
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Xiao Dading, who was nearby, set down the teapot and looked at the diamond ring on Yang Wushuang's pinky finger, his eyes filled with suspicion.
"Where did you get that Soul Guidance Device?"
"I remember when I detained you, I searched you thoroughly from head to toe. Not to mention a Soul Guidance Device, I didn't even detect any other Soul Power fluctuations."
Hearing Xiao Dading's words, Ye Tian couldn't help but look up curiously at Yang Wushuang.
"..."
Yang Wushuang's already gaunt face suddenly darkened, as if he had something difficult to say.
"Why aren't you speaking? Hmm?"
Xiao Dading frowned.
Seeing Yang Wushuang's twitching face and the corner of his mouth, Ye Tian sensed that this matter was not simple.
"..."
Pressed by the two pairs of eyes, Yang Wushuang could only glance at Xiao Dading before silently closing his eyes.
"As everyone knows, I am an Alchemist. Bringing some medicine to promote intestinal motility for myself is nothing out of the ordinary. It's no big deal."
"What do you mean?"
Confusion flashed in Xiao Dading's eyes, but he quickly understood. Pointing at Yang Wushuang, he cursed:
"You... you're really ruthless!"
"That's my lifeblood in there!"
Yang Wushuang glared coldly at Xiao Dading, even a hint of killing intent flickering in his eyes.
If it weren't for Xiao Dading's loose tongue, how could he have lost so much face in front of the Holy Son? Hiding a Soul Guidance Device through the intestines wasn't exactly a glorious thing. But the items inside his Soul Guidance Device were worth it!
"..."
The corner of Ye Tian's mouth twitched.
As soon as Yang Wushuang finished speaking, he grasped the deeper meaning.
Xiao Dading had nothing more to say to Yang Wushuang, but he was also enlightened. He snorted coldly, "Hmph! It seems I need to inform the brothers guarding the Dungeon. When detaining prisoners, not only must they search the body, but they must also search the intestines! No matter how difficult, it must be done—there might be unexpected gains!"
"Uh..."
Hearing this, Ye Tian's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.
The mental image was too vivid; he didn't even dare to imagine it.
"Hmph! Why go through all that trouble?"
Yang Wushuang snorted defiantly.
"Wanting to search their intestines isn't complicated. I'll pass on a few medicinal formulas to you later."
"Good! That's excellent!"
Xiao Dading's eyes lit up, and he praised it highly.
"Ahem... alright, you can discuss this privately later. Dading, if there's nothing else, you may leave first."
Ye Tian coughed twice, stopping them from continuing.
Xiao Dading snapped back to reality, stood up, and bowed. "Apologies, Holy Son, this subordinate was impolite! I shall take my leave... just call if there's anything."
"I will."
Ye Tian nodded, watching Xiao Dading leave.
Yang Wushuang was about to ask for forgiveness, but before he could speak, Ye Tian, without even turning back, asked with interest, "By the way, could you elaborate on the Walking Corpse Pill you mentioned last time? Is it recorded in this book as well?"
"..."
Yang Wushuang was momentarily stunned but quickly regained his composure, patiently explaining, "Reporting to the Holy Son, the Walking Corpse Pill is not included. However, the Prescription that inspired me was copied into it. It is a medicinal liquid that can induce a state of suspended animation, called 'Eternal Night Frostbloom.'"
"Oh? Eternal Night Frostbloom... that name is quite interesting."
Ye Tian immediately lowered his head to search and quickly found the page recording the 'Eternal Night Frostbloom' medicinal liquid.
A piece of tattered parchment was tucked inside, a testament to the Prescription's antiquity.
"Your Highness, this damaged prescription was completed by me alone. Through my experiments, I discovered that if this medicine is taken over a long period, the human body gradually weakens until the heart stops beating, soul power and blood cease to flow, entering a state of suspended animation that decays faster than a real corpse."
Yang Wushuang spoke eloquently, his passion evident just from discussing this prescription.
His originally dull eyes now gleamed brightly.
"If there is no antidote, or if the person is not awakened by a powerful external force, they truly become no different from the dead, waiting to rot into mud and be devoured by maggots!"
"So it seems this medicine can also be classified as a poison. Even its so-called antidote merely awakens the person rather than restoring their functions, indicating the damage to the human body is irreversible—or perhaps the antidote simply cannot achieve it."
Ye Tian glanced briefly at the prescription and showed little interest in the medicinal liquid. Instead, he found the inspiration for Yang Wushuang's so-called Walking Corpse Pill and revealed a slight smile as he inquired:
"The Walking Corpse Pill you mentioned must also be closely related to the feces of this Spirit Beast, correct?"