Tit for Tat

As news of Yan Yun’s life-saving method spread, the number of people coming to the Purple Abyss Pavilion to cultivate the poison art began to increase.

The first person to arrive afterward was her neighbor from the medicine garden, Wen Meng.

“Little Sister Ziyun, I’ve come. I’m counting on you,” Wen Meng said solemnly, standing beside the medicinal vat in the training room.

Yan Yun smiled faintly.

“Big Sister Wen Meng, cultivate with a bold and reassured heart. With the experience of one failure, I believe you will definitely succeed this time.”

Wen Meng nodded, then removed her clothes and submerged herself in the medicinal vat.

Several menial disciples began to increase the fire.

As the temperature climbed higher and higher, purple patterns once again appeared on the surface of Wen Meng’s body.

Yan Yun’s Purple Abyss Pavilion would certainly need some trusted confidants; she alone was not enough.

As time slowly passed, in the blink of an eye, the poison in Wen Meng’s body reached her head.

She let out a blood-curdling scream, a sound that made the scalps of the menial disciples tingle.

Yan Yun, however, watched Wen Meng with rapt attention.

The moment Wen Meng failed, she would immediately rush forward and absorb the toxins from her body.

But to Yan Yun’s surprise, Wen Meng endured it this time.

As the poison completely spread throughout her body, her skin turned purple, and her black hair transformed into a silvery white.

The menial disciples were all astonished to see this change in Wen Meng.

“Is this… success?”

Following her body’s transformation, the pain in Wen Meng’s body gradually dissipated.

She arduously opened her eyes, looking at Yan Yun with a pair of purple pupils.

“Little Sister Ziyun, did… did I succeed?”

Yan Yun smiled and nodded at Wen Meng.

With that nod, Wen Meng finally relaxed completely and fainted dead away.

Thus, the second official disciple of the Purple Abyss Pavilion was born.

Yan Yun had several girls lift Wen Meng out of the medicinal vat, while she herself reported the good news to Fairy Yunshuang.

Fairy Yunshuang was extremely pleased to learn of the birth of the Yunhua Sect’s second poison cultivator.

If there was a second, there would surely be a third and a fourth.

For now, she only needed to watch.

Wen Meng soon awoke.

She looked in a mirror and was filled with curiosity upon seeing the earth-shattering changes to her appearance.

“Hey, Big Sister Wen Meng, have there been any other changes to your body?”

“Even if one succeeds in cultivating this poison art, it can still produce some side effects,” Yan Yun asked inquisitively.

However, after inspecting her own body, Wen Meng shook her head.

“Other than my hair and eyes, I don’t feel anything else is wrong at the moment. Why? Did your body produce side effects after you succeeded?”

Hearing this, Yan Yun felt awkward.

“No, no, I was just asking.”

“Big Sister Wen Meng, you can go to the Disciple Management Office to be promoted to an official disciple.”

She really wanted to complain, ‘Am I the only one whose gender changed after cultivating the poison art?’

The emergence of the Purple Abyss Pavilion’s second poison cultivator made those who wished to cultivate the poison art eager to try.

For a time, Yan Yun had to help at least ten people cultivate the poison art every day, which was her daily limit.

And these ten people would almost always fail on their first attempt.

The moment they failed, the toxins in their bodies were absorbed by Yan Yun, becoming her power.

After absorbing the toxins from nearly eight people, Yan Yun’s realm advanced once again.

She progressed from the minor accomplishment stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm to the major accomplishment stage.

This demonstrated that the modified version of the Poison Sutra that Yan Yun and Yan Lingyun had created would indeed become the greatest aid to Yan Yun’s cultivation progress.

Afterward, about one or two new poison cultivators were born in the Purple Abyss Pavilion each month, and without exception, they were all former menial disciples.

Many of the official disciples were still observing from the sidelines.

Due to Yan Yun’s act of saving their lives, the official disciples of the Purple Abyss Pavilion treated her with considerable respect.

After ten disciples had been born in the Purple Abyss Pavilion, the official disciples of the major factions began to grow restless.

Among those applying to cultivate the poison art in the Purple Abyss Pavilion, besides official disciples, there were also disciples from other major powers and sects.

Official disciples began to arrive at the Purple Abyss Pavilion to apply for the cultivation of the poison art.

Yan Yun accepted all who came.

In any case, they would most likely fail on their first try.

She had a feeling that if this continued, she would soon reach the perfection stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

A cultivator at the major accomplishment stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm already possessed power no weaker than that of an ordinary Cavern Heaven Realm cultivator.

After reaching the perfection stage, breaking through to the Cavern Heaven Realm would allow one to fuse their Cavern Heavens with their physical body, granting combat strength far exceeding that of ordinary cultivators at the same level.

The reason Yan Lingyun had been so powerful back then was because she had cultivated almost every realm to perfection, starting from the Spirit Gathering Realm, allowing her combat strength to rival that of a Divine Fire Realm expert.

But even she hadn’t progressed as quickly as Yan Yun.

One could only say that Yan Yun had found a way to rapidly increase her cultivation without arousing suspicion.

Because poison cultivators were different from orthodox cultivators and looked like ordinary people when not using their poison art, Fairy Yunshuang and the others had not yet discovered that Yan Yun had already reached the major accomplishment stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Around the second month, just as Yan Yun had predicted, the Lin family came again.

This time, it was important figures who arrived.

Several men and women descended from the sky with a menacing aura, landing at the main gate of the Purple Abyss Pavilion.

The one in the lead was Lin Mo, and the rest were all Lin family disciples within the Yunhua Sect.

Seeing the arrival of inner sect disciples, the disciples guarding the gate hurried forward to bow.

“Greetings, Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters.”

Lin Mo gave a faint nod.

“Mm, we are here to see your Acting Pavilion Master Ziyun. Where is she?”

The gatekeeping disciple quickly told them Yan Yun’s location.

Upon learning her whereabouts, the Lin family members walked in without any courtesy.

The gatekeeping disciple was angry but dared not speak out.

He could only run to inform Yan Yun.

At this moment, Yan Yun and the others, who were working in the pharmacy, heard that inner sect disciples had arrived and immediately walked out.

From a distance, they saw the dozen or so people approaching.

“Pavilion Master, the one in the lead is an inner sect personal disciple. I remember her name is Lin Mo.”

“Why are they here? Could it be that even an inner sect personal disciple wants to join our Purple Abyss Pavilion?” several official disciples of the Purple Abyss Pavilion whispered, standing beside Yan Yun.

“The Purple Abyss Pavilion has just been established. Who wouldn’t want a piece of the pie? But it’s useless whoever comes. We only recognize Senior Sister Ziyun.”

Lin Mo led the Lin family disciples of the Yunhua Sect and strode up to Yan Yun.

He looked down and scrutinized her.

And when Yan Yun realized that the person before her was the instigator, Lin Mo of the Lin family, an unconcealable softness appeared in her eyes.

Lin Mo also immediately sensed a wave of hostility from Yan Yun.

Neither of them spoke right away, until a female Lin family disciple beside him suddenly spoke up in an overbearing tone.

“You’re that Ziyun, right? This is the personal disciple of Tiangang Peak, Lin Mo. Why do you not bow when you see a personal disciple? Do you not even have this basic etiquette?”

Yan Yun ignored the woman’s words, but Wen Meng and the others still bowed to Lin Mo.

“Greetings, Senior Brother Lin.”

But Yan Yun simply said calmly, “This is the Purple Abyss Pavilion. I am the Acting Pavilion Master of the Purple Abyss Pavilion. You are merely guests. Is it appropriate for guests to be so arrogant?”

“You? You are but an outer sect disciple. Even if you are the acting master of the Purple Abyss Pavilion, you are still just an outer sect disciple. Don’t think too highly of yourself.”

The Lin family woman was very displeased.

Yan Yun couldn’t be bothered to waste words with them.

“Speak directly. What have you come to find me for?”

Lin Mo didn’t get entangled with Yan Yun on this issue.

“We have come here, naturally, in the hope that Junior Sister Ziyun can help my Lin family disciples cultivate the poison art.”

“Lin Yu, come out.”

Lin Mo gestured to several young men and women behind him.

It was Lin Yu, whom she had met last time.

A total of ten people stepped forward.

Yan Yun’s brow furrowed upon seeing them.

“There is no problem if you wish to cultivate. But you must follow the rules and regulations. You haven’t registered for an appointment, have you? I’m sorry, but this month’s slots are already full. Please wait until next month.”

These words from Yan Yun naturally enraged the Lin family members.

In the Yunhua Sect, not many people dared to provoke their Lin family.

But today, they had truly met their match.