Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 638: Chapter 638: The Mixed Element Technique Succeeded

The roulette began to spin, a process Yang Cheng was all too familiar with; it had been tried many times today, but each time it spun for a bit, failure was declared.

He gritted his teeth, absorbed in concentration, gathering all the True Qi into the palm of his hand, muttering nonstop: "Little herbs, help me out this time, it has to succeed."

The herbs on the ground naturally couldn’t hear him, but as he performed the Mixed Element Technique, the surrounding Spiritual Energy gathered towards him.

A buzzing sound resonated in his ears, and Yang Cheng felt the roulette above his head start to turn, as if a waterfall of True Qi poured down, infusing into his body.

"Ah!"

Yang Cheng couldn’t help but let out a muffled grunt, feeling as if his head was about to explode, and then a tearing pain seared through his meridians, with his dantian swelling rapidly.

His entire body was in extreme pain, but once the pain subsided, he felt his body brimming with powerful energy.

"The Mixed Element Technique is indeed formidable!"

Yang Cheng exclaimed, and with a thought, powerful True Qi condensed in his palm.

His current strength should be at the Golden Core Realm now, meaning he was almost on par with Lai Zhongyao, giving him the confidence to defeat him.

If he truly wasn’t a match, he still had the Snake Shedding Skill to escape at the limit.

Maybe in some time, the old guy would be eroded to death by corpse poison, rendering any intervention unnecessary.

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng felt more confident. He took out the Peace Pendant from his neck, placing it in the groove, and once again injected True Qi.

The stone door ahead slowly turned, and through the gap, he saw Lai Zhongyao’s sinister face.

"So you have finally emerged; I thought you would hide inside forever. Hand over the Purifying Spirit Spring, and I can spare your life!"

His face contorted malevolently, eyes fixed on the Jade Lotus behind Yang Cheng.

As the entrance hadn’t fully opened yet, Yang Cheng snorted, "I’m telling you, don’t even think about barging in. You don’t have the key, and once this door closes, you’ll be trapped in here."

Lai Zhongyao had originally planned to rush in when the entrance opened, claiming the Purifying Spirit Spring and consuming as much as he liked to not only rid his body of corpse poison but also enhance his strength with it.

However, Yang Cheng’s words made him hesitate, quashing that idea.

By now, the exit had opened, and Yang Cheng darted out, yanking down the Peace Pendant and hanging it around his neck.

"So that thing is the key, give me the key!"

Lai Zhongyao’s eyes were full of greed, for with that key, he would be the master of the Purifying Spirit Spring.

"Old creature, you’re ugly but think beautifully; I’d destroy it before handing the key over to someone like you."

Yang Cheng snorted, deliberately provoking Lai Zhongyao.

Only when a person loses their rationality would they expose their weak points.

"You damned brat! I’m giving you one chance. If you refuse to give it to me, I’ll make you wish you were dead!"

Lai Zhongyao gritted his teeth, eyeing him intently.

"Last time you survived my corpse poison, you must have consumed the Purifying Spirit Spring. Now you will witness my true strength; the corpse poison will turn you into an outright monster just like me!"

"If that woman sees your face full of festering sores, do you think she would still fancy you?"

He laughed arrogantly, as if Yang Cheng was already his prey.

"Even if I turn into a hideous monster, I’m still younger and better than an old half-dead thing like you."

Yang Cheng scoffed, his face full of disdain.

"Alright then, since you’re so confident, let’s see you try."

As he spoke, a black aura condensed in Lai Zhongyao’s palm, exuding a chilling presence.

Last time, Yang Cheng was nearly killed by just one hit, showing that his corpse poison was indeed formidable.

Seeing his opponent ready to strike, Yang Cheng willed his mind, and grayish currents flowed from his fingertips.

The two completely different poison techniques were at play; Lai Zhongyao’s corpse poison was overtly domineering, chilling just to behold, whereas Yang Cheng’s Poison Control Skill carried a subtly horrifying aura.

"A childish trick, using it against me, you really must be tired of living!"

Lai Zhongyao sneered contemptuously, his figure flashing as he lunged at Yang Cheng.

His withered hands resembled tree branches, fingernails blackened; if scratched by them, the poison would quickly enter the body.

"The winner isn’t decided yet, let’s see you try my Poison Control Skill!"

Yang Cheng shouted in anger, raising his hand, the gray current rushing towards Lai Zhongyao.

The two toxins collided, intertwining, yet for the moment no advantage was gained by either side.

"Kid, you’ve got some skills, being able to withstand my corpse poison."

Lai Zhongyao was slightly surprised, yet unfazed, knowing he hadn’t exerted his full power.

His whole body encased in corpse poison, Yang Cheng’s poison couldn’t penetrate, and the corpse poison, enveloped by the gray currents, couldn’t break through either.

Both tacitly withdrew, but neither intended to stop, as Yang Cheng quickly mobilized his Cultivation Technique.

His legs spread apart, channeling all True Qi into his right arm, then swung a punch.

This punch exerted all his strength; the old monster was too strong, and against such a power discrepancy, he could only snatch victory with surprise.

The Ninefold Heaven-Burning Fist was already powerful, and with Yang Cheng’s enhanced strength through the Mixed Element Technique, the flames from this punch illuminated the entire cave.

Previously when Lai Zhongyao faced Yang Cheng, he knew Yang Cheng was about at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but hadn’t anticipated the overwhelming pressure from this punch.

By the time he realized it, it was too late, and he could only gather corpse poison before him to brace against the punch.

Yang Cheng acted swiftly, striking before Lai Zhongyao could fully defend, with a dull thud as impact was made.

Soon, flames erupted across the surrounding walls and Lai Zhongyao’s body, with these flames proving hard to extinguish.

"Ah!"

Lai Zhongyao screamed, staggering back several steps, slamming heavily against the wall.

Realizing the flames, he frantically tried to extinguish them, quickly opting to use corpse poison to snuff them out.

But the fire already burned through his clothes, with fabric clinging to his skin, emitting an acrid, bitter aroma.

Lai Zhongyao’s temper fumed, glaring venomously at Yang Cheng, teeth clenched: "Impossible! How could your strength improve so fast!"

"I’m just strong! At barely over twenty I’m a Golden Core Realm powerhouse, while you’ve secluded yourself in the deep mountains, isolated in cultivation, only just equal to my level, what a failure."

Yang Cheng’s tone was disdainful, his gaze as if looking at an insignificant insect.

Just moments ago, Lai Zhongyao kept his composure, but hearing this, he instantly lost his reason.