AST 1831 - Treasure Pagoda recognizing its owner (1/2)
AST 1831 - Treasure Pagoda Recognizing its Owner
“Women and treasures should belong to the morally upright people.” The shop owner used a tone as if he was lecturing a junior.
Qing Shui laughed when he heard these words, the owner truly belonged to the ‘morally upright people’ he thought sarcastically. He had obtained supreme treasures from the shop owner and wanted to see his reaction if he found out the true prowess of the treasures.
“You should rethink your decision. I’m not in the mood to kill today, but if you dare to think about my women again, even if I didn’t kill you, you can forget being a man any longer.” Qing Shui said gravely.
The shop owner’s face was gloomy. With his tendencies, if he really couldn’t be a man anymore, that would be a fate worse than death as he had many beauties waiting for him at home. It seemed that the risks of seeking beauties weren’t small.
The shop owner looked at Qing Shui, before diverting his gaze to the women. Those goddess-like beauties shook him to his core; he was naturally willing to take the risks after seeing them.
“I won’t kill you either, but I’ll let you see how I play with your women.” The shop owner’s face turned even more venomous, covetously staring at the women.
“Qing Shui, kill him.” Qin Qing lightly said.
“Ladies, the greatest punishment for a man is not to kill him, but to strip him of the ability to be a man, rendering him only able to watch and never to act.” Qing Shui playfully looked at Qin Qing and Tantai Lingyan.
“Then what are you waiting for? Stop speaking nonsense.” Qin Qing angrily pushed Qing Shui forward, she naturally could tell that he was mocking her and Tantai Lingyan.
Not speaking anymore, Qing Shui casually pounced forward to punch the shop owner.
“Courting death!”
The shop owner disdainfully snorted. He also raised a fist towards Qing Shui; it turned pitch black and was covered with a deathly aura.
“Thousand Toxin Hands!” Qing Shui was shocked.
Qing Shui never would’ve guessed that this shop owner practiced such a high-end poison technique, a legendary technique that was renowned in ancient times.
The Thousand Toxin Hands had harsh requirements, demanding for one to possess a Poison Physiology, which would provide extreme resistance against poisons and toxins from birth. The special Physique was hard to find even in a hundred years.
There was another way to obtain a Houtian Poison Physiology, such as poisoning a baby upon birth or during pregnancy. If the poisoned baby managed to survive, it would obtain a bit of the Poison Qi and formed a Poison Physiology. However, this method was difficult, with a one in a thousand chance of success.
Qing Shui was unsure if this man had a Xiantian Poison Physiology or a Houtian one. Xiantian Poison Physiologies were typically stronger than their Houtian counterpart and the Thousand Toxin Hands had to be cultivated from youth, so this man’s cultivation was truly impressive.
The Thousand Toxin Hands obtained its name as it required one to bathe their hands in a thousand types of poisonous herbs. The practitioners used medicines to absorb the poison Qi and at the same time, prevent them from attacking their hearts. The Thousand Toxin Hands’ formidability lied in the poisonous herbs used during the cultivation process, but of course, this came with its own risk. Those who had the Poison Physiology were not completely immune to the poison.
Qing Shui finally understood where the shop owner got his confidence from, as against the Thousand Toxin Hands, the cultivators of similar levels would wisely retreat against him.
However, Qing Shui was slightly unique as he was also a poison expert. He wasn’t scared of poison at all, but like others, he wasn’t immune to it. He just had an exceedingly high resistance to poison.
Saintly Hands!