Chapter 979: The enigma of the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion (1/2)

The south wall depicted the origins of Perplexing Butterfly Illusion. Hearing this, Han Yunxi and Long Feiye chorused, “What is it?”

Listening to Gu Qishao’s explanation would be faster than reading it for themselves. It still took effort to piece the words and paintings together. If they hadn’t learned some things about the Poison Sect beforehand, they would be completely lost.

Gu Qishao had rarely looked so studious. He remarked, “The Poison Sect really did find the formula for Poison Gu humans.”

Long Feiye and Han Yunxi had only started reading the beginning of the sect’s research into the formula, but never expected that they succeeded in their research. Han Yunxi stared at the paintings on the south wall as she asked, “What does that have to do with Perplexing Butterfly Illusion?”

“The Poison Sect members researched the toxicology from all 49 poisonous plants--including the 10 still alive in the color glazed wall--and created something call the Poison Pill. Anyone who took it would gradually turn into a Poison Gu human in the course of a year. They won’t die or decay, but they did age,” Gu Qishao began.

He looked at them next, and continued, “Perplexing Butterfly Illusion was the culmination of those 49 plants crushed into pieces and mixed with Ten-Thousand Year Corpse Water. It took three years to come to completion. Perplexing Butterfly Illusion is capable of nulifying--”

“Of nullifying the effects of the Poison Pill,” Long Feiye finished to himself as he studied the drawings.

Gu Beiyue and the rest turned heads at the remark, utterly astonished. Who knew that the antidote they were so desperately looking for turned out to be Perplexing Butterfly Illusion! Or that it would have such a close relationship with the Poison Gu humans.

“Just where did the 49 poison plant types in the Skypit come from? Do they still exist?” Gu Beiyue asked.

If they did, did it mean they could make even more Perplexing Butterfly Illusions or Poison Pills?

Immediately, Han Yunxi summarized what they’d read on the origins of the Snow Wolf Clan and its marriage alliances with the Poison Sect. Hearing this, everyone grew more stunned.

“Then we don’t need to fear Bai Yanqing!” Xu Donglin cried excitedly.

But Long Feiye only said, “Perplexing Butterfly Illusion can nullify the toxin of the Poison Gu humans, but it needs to be combined with the five elemental poisons and four poison bloodtypes.”

“So in short, we’re still helpless against Bai Yanqing!” Han Yunxi smiled wryly.

Although the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion was in their hands, they had only discovered the Water, Wood and Earth of Ten Thousands Poisons so far. Metal and Fire were still missing from the elemental poisons. With regards to the four poisonous bloodtypes, they had Poison Corpse and Beauty’s Blood. Blood of the poison beast had to wait until Lil Thing made a full recovery, and it was still in Bai Yanqing’s clutches.

Now everyone looked towards Gu Qishao. Long Feiye asked coldly, “Gu Qishao, how did you know the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion needed these things to break it down?”

Perplexing Butterfly Illusion was supposed to be an enigma. The famous saying went, those who possess the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion, possess the world. Where had that legend come from? How did Gu Qishao know how to break down its components by gathering poison of the five elements and four types?

“I dug it out from the site of Poison Sect’s Watercloud Hall,” Gu Qishao recalled. “I was only 15 back then and found lots of treasures there to sell to the black markets for silver. By chance, I unearthed a piece of sheepskin that had the details. Without poison of the five elements and four types, you can’t break through Perplexing Butterfly Illusion.”

“Could the Poison Sect’s descendants have left it behind?” Han Yunxi wondered.

Although they had no idea where they were, this couldn’t be the only place where the sect kept its secrets. Its history, the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion, and the secret of the Poison Gu humans would have to be passed down through successive generations in the direct bloodline. Perhaps Bai Yanqing knew everything as well, and was desperately searching for the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion at this moment. None of the paintings here had detailed recordings of poison prescriptions. Perhaps Bai Yanqing had gotten one into his hands and created his own Poison Pill with help from the fruit of the color glazed wall?

Moreover, Long Feiye’s imperial mother had exerted all effort and even suffered the sacrifice of his father to obtain the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion. Bai Yanqing was the direct bloodline descendant of the Poison Sect and knew how to control the poison storage space. Why hadn’t he gotten his hands on the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion instead?

There were too many mysteries associated with that man!

Naturally, Han Yunxi’s questions were everyone else’s too. Still, there was no time to dwell on them. Han Yunxi kept studying the records left behind but soon realized the southern wall had trailed off into useless information about sacrifice preparations for the altar.

“Your Highness, princess, come here and have a look. This mentions something about the wordless stele and the poison storage space,” Gu Beiyue said.

Han Yunxi had already learned of the rules and cultivation techniques of the space from her dreams, but since this wall held records too, it must be something different. Otherwise, why repeat themselves? She quickly ran to the northern wall. Over half of it was covering in painting and words, the characters written rather small. Only someone as smart as Gu Beiyue could disseminate them so quickly.

The north wall detailed the origins of the poison storage space. Not every member in the Poison Sect possessed one as it was an exclusive skill of the Snow Wolf Clan priests. Later on, when the Snow Wolf Clan intermarried into the Poison Sect, the bloodline of the priests became the direct bloodline of the Poison Sect, thus passing down the poison storage space to their descendants.

Only those with innate talent were capable of activating and controlling the poison storage space for their own use.