The Lin Family’s Thoughts

Not long after, the disciple surnamed Duan regained consciousness.

When he awoke to find himself alive, he was utterly astonished and surprised.

“This… I… I’m not dead?”

Yan Yun immediately smiled.

“Junior Brother Duan, it seems my research was a success.”

“I’ve found a way to absorb the toxins from your body at the critical moment of failure, thereby preserving your life.”

Upon hearing this, the young man glanced at Fairy Yunshuang and the others.

Seeing them nod in confirmation, he hurriedly expressed his immense respect and gratitude to Yan Yun.

“Many thanks to Senior Sister Ziyun for saving me!”

“I feel that if I try one more time, I will definitely succeed.”

That’s how people are.

Experiencing the same pain a second time only increases one’s resistance to it.

The first time is an unknown, and people naturally fear the unknown.

To begin with fear certainly magnifies the pain.

But now, knowing that he would not die even if he failed, and having already experienced the agony of cultivating the poison art, the second attempt would surely be much better.

“Mm, I suggest you go back and rest well.”

“When you have made your preparations, you can come back for your second attempt,” Yan Yun nodded.

But just then, Fairy Yunshuang spoke up with a reminder.

“Young man, do not speak carelessly of how Miss Ziyun saved you.”

“This is a sect secret.”

“If we find out you have been spreading this around, you will bear the consequences.”

The man surnamed Duan was taken aback by these words, but he quickly understood why he was being told not to speak.

It was likely a precaution against this matter becoming known to other sects and powers.

“Yes, this disciple will keep his lips sealed.”

Fairy Yunshuang and the others nodded, signaling that he could leave.

After the young man departed, Fairy Yunshuang and the others turned to Yan Yun with faces full of praise.

“Little one, you have done very well to find such an ingenious method so quickly.”

“From now on, the disciples of the sect who cultivate the poison art will be in your care.”

“By the way, do not casually mention this method to anyone else.”

“From this day forward, this matter is a vital sect secret.”

“Of course,” Fairy Yunshuang added, “this is ultimately your own discovery. If you insist on telling others, the sect will not stop you.”

Yan Yun hastily nodded and agreed.

For now, she was the only one who could use this technique.

It was hard to say whether other poison cultivators could use it.

And so, the group left the Purple Abyss Pavilion in high spirits.

As soon as they were out of the Purple Abyss Pavilion, Yunhong found an excuse to leave, while Fairy Yunshuang and the others headed to the sect’s main hall.

They certainly needed to discuss this matter further.

As for Yunhong, the old fellow went to find his own disciple.

This poison art was so powerful; if his disciple could master it, it would surely be a wonderful thing.

He already had a premonition that the Purple Abyss Pavilion would one day become the most prosperous faction in the Yunhua Sect.

All the elders surely hoped their own disciples could control the Purple Abyss Pavilion.

Therefore, he planned to have Lin Mo also prepare to cultivate the poison art at the Purple Abyss Pavilion.

A short while later, at Lin Mo’s residence.

“What? That Ziyun found a way to save people’s lives when they fail to cultivate the poison art?”

“Master, is this true?”

“Many disciples from our Lin family have already died from failing to cultivate the poison art,” Lin Mo said with some agitation.

“It is absolutely true. We saw it with our own eyes.”

“That Ziyun used some kind of method to absorb the toxins from the body of a dying person, and that person then survived, safe and sound,” Yunhong said gravely.

Seeing his master’s solemn reply, Lin Mo’s face grew even more excited.

“That’s wonderful! Master, do you know the method?”

Seeing Lin Mo’s eager expression, Yunhong shook his head.

“For now, only that Ziyun knows this method.”

“And you should understand, this matter concerns the future of the sect. The Sect Master will not allow her to speak of it carelessly.”

“This secret will remain within the sect.”

Lin Mo’s face fell in disappointment upon hearing this.

“This? Then… then what should be done?”

“Lin Mo, this poison art is exceedingly powerful. In the future, the average strength of the Purple Abyss Pavilion will surely surpass that of the other factions.”

“Right now, every faction wants their disciples to enter the Purple Abyss Pavilion to compete for future influence within it.”

“If you have any intention of cultivating the poison art, you must act quickly,” Yunhong advised.

Lin Mo understood Yunhong’s meaning and nodded solemnly.

“Master, I am ready at any time.”

Yunhong smiled, then turned and left.

The moment he was gone, however, Lin Mo’s eyes turned cold and sharp.

He immediately contacted the Lin family.

[Lin Yu, that Ziyun from the Purple Abyss Pavilion has found a way for people to cultivate the poison art without dying. Find a way to approach her privately and get the method from her. This is of utmost importance to our Lin family.]

The last time Lin Mo had sent someone to find Yan Yun, they couldn’t even get through the door and could only listen to her experience with the main group.

This time, they had to find a way to get the method from Yan Yun’s lips.

That way, their Lin family could secretly cultivate poison cultivators, which would surely make the family even more powerful in the future.

As for Yan Yun, she was overjoyed.

‘Bring more people! I’ll take as many as come!’

‘If each person comes a few times, my cultivation will shoot up!’

‘Haha, I really am a genius.’

Yan Yun couldn’t have been happier.

Just then, a large group of people arrived at the Purple Abyss Pavilion.

Judging by their attire, they were all menial disciples.

They had been personally brought over by the supervising deacon of the Errand Department.

This was something Yan Yun had requested from the sect.

She had said the Purple Abyss Pavilion was too large for her to manage alone and asked the sect to select a hundred young menial disciples to come and help.

“Is Acting Pavilion Master Ziyun present?”

Hearing the voice, Yan Yun quickly ran out.

Seeing that it was just the supervising deacon from the Errand Department, she hurried over.

“Senior Uncle Zhou, please don’t address me like that. You make me feel truly unworthy,” Yan Yun said hastily.

Deacon Zhou from the Errand Department laughed heartily.

“Acting Pavilion Master Zi, the title is not wrong. The Sect Master has authorized you to act as the head of the Purple Abyss Pavilion.”

“As the sect’s first poison cultivator, and having researched a method to save disciples’ lives upon failure, your value to the sect is immeasurable.”

“These are the menial disciples you requested. They are all youths under the age of sixteen.”

“All of you, come and greet Acting Pavilion Master Ziyun. From now on, you will follow the Acting Pavilion Master’s orders.

Disobedience is not an option,” Deacon Zhou commanded, turning to the menial disciples.

The menial disciples immediately bowed to Yan Yun in unison.

“Greetings, Acting Pavilion Master.”

Yan Yun smiled.

Finally, she had people to command.

With all the medicinal ingredients the sect had sent over, how could she possibly manage it all by herself?

She was quite enjoying this title of “Acting Pavilion Master.”

“Mm, hello everyone. My Purple Abyss Pavilion finally has a bit of life to it,” Yan Yun said with a laugh.

As Deacon Zhou was speaking, he suddenly walked up to Yan Yun and called out a name.

“Zhou Zimo, come here for a moment.”

Immediately, a girl who looked very quick-witted ran over.

“Granduncle.”

The girl addressed Deacon Zhou obediently.

Hearing this form of address, Yan Yun knew the girl was a descendant of Deacon Zhou.

“Zimo, from now on, you will stay by Acting Pavilion Master Ziyun’s side as her personal handmaiden.”

“Acting Pavilion Master, this girl is from my family. I’ll have to trouble you to look after her.”

Deacon Zhou said with a smile, and at the same time, he discreetly handed Yan Yun a storage pouch.

This stunned Yan Yun for a moment.

“This… Senior Uncle Zhou, this isn’t necessary, really.”

Yan Yun quickly tried to return it to Deacon Zhou.

But Deacon Zhou firmly pushed it back into her hand.

“This is as it should be. After all, this descendant of mine may also need to cultivate the poison art in the future. I’ll trouble you to pay her a little extra attention.”

Yan Yun glanced at the girl, who was likely around her own age, and after a moment of thought, she accepted it.

Refusing would mean offending him.

“Very well. But Senior Uncle Zhou, I will be here for every person who cultivates the poison art.”

Yan Yun gave her assurance.

With this statement, Deacon Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ah, many thanks.”

“I was born into a small family, and I am the only one who has embarked on the path of cultivation. The others lack the aptitude.”

“This poison art is a glimmer of hope for my descendants to step onto the immortal path.”

“Farewell.”

After speaking, he strode away.

For those who wished to defy their fate, this poison art was indeed a timely rain.

As for the danger? That was a secondary concern.

The one thing this world did not lack was ordinary people.

For a mortal family, even if they lost ten ordinary people, as long as one could become a cultivator, it would be an event that brought glory to their ancestors.

Deacon Zhou had no hope of advancing further in this lifetime, so he naturally hoped his family could produce another cultivator.