Beneath the glow of a deep blue light, dark gray gas could be seen drilling out from all over Zeng Chingming’s limbs and gathering to his finger.

Soon, as the last trace of gray gas disappeared, Qin Yu slashed his finger and a few drops of black blood dripped out.

A sweet fragrance entered his nose. Qin Yu’s eyes turned cold and he flicked his finger, forming a spark that burned it away into nothing.

After a careful inspection and making sure that all of the poison within Zeng Chingming’s body was gone, Qin Yu revealed a smile.

With the little blue lamp, curing poisons was this simple!

He put the little blue lamp away and sat down. The night passed quietly.

The next day, as the sun rose up, Zeng Chingming opened his eyes. After a brief daze, he hurriedly sensed the changes in his body.

Soon, his eyes popped open and filled with excitement!

Qin Yu smiled. “I luckily succeeded!”

The old ancestor’s poison had been cured and it wouldn’t be long before he fully recovered. The news rapidly traveled through the Zeng Family, raising spirits through their ranks. As it did, Qin Yu had become the most honored guest of the Zeng Family.

After the banquet, Zeng Zhongxiu guided Qin Yu into the Zeng Family’s secret chamber.

Zeng Chingming opened his eyes, a solemn and respectful light shining deep in his pupils. “Today, fellow daoist Qin has become the eternal friend of my Zeng Family.” He flipped over his palm, producing a jade document. It emitted an aura of passing time, and it was clear that it had been handed down for many generations. “This is the pill...