Chapter 613: Miasma
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Chapter 613: Miasma
The group of four proceeded carefully into the purple miasma. It was much less dense in an area about a hundred feet wide around Sage, but they all knew that this miasma was not completely empty.
While they stayed on guard, Sage tested out the poisonous miasma. Once his Blood of the Nine Pits brought it to his Poison Dantian it took only a few moments for it to be refined and incorporated. With so much poison miasma around, he continued to absorb it and on a whim he started to condense it, creating a crude imitation of a Qi Condensation cultivation technique. Seeing that it worked, he closed his eyes for a moment and a dozen cultivation techniques entered his head, courtesy of his Soul Clone studying in the library. Sage followed each of their initial circulation paths through his Poison Meridians and the Soul Clone studied the results before Sage picked out one of the cultivation techniques and started to use it with his Poison Meridians.
The technique actually turned out to be the slowest of those hed tried, but the cultivation seemed to be a success. Sage wasnt a Fire Bellied Cobra with only one set of meridians. The meridians were the energy channels of the body, the type and also the route of energy in the body had to match up in order to create a proper cultivation technique. Unless a Fire Bellied Cobra ran into a large quantity of a specific type of poison, they were destined to never increase their strength. The initial posting of this chapter occurred via Ñøv€l-B!n.
Sage had specifically created another set of meridians for this reason, having one set to use for his own cultivation and another to manipulate and also protect from poisons. He altered the Fire Bellied Cobras ancestral poison cultivation technique into the Blood of the Nine Pits to partition his dantian into nine smaller areas so he could have access to multiple poisons at all times. His modification took only the basics of poison collection and creation while ditching any possibility of advancement.
Wait, is that number 24?
Sage ignored how close it looked to a certain creature from a popular game about monsters in pockets and carefully examined the creatures most terrifying feature: a roiling purple mist that seemed to be constantly spraying from its pores, surrounding it in a dark cloud.
A Seething Purple Cobra. Theyre the most dangerous part about the poison miasma. They hunt in Icefire Valley and nothing can really go after them in the miasma. Looks like we found one of their dens. It also means were on the right track.
Usually, it was quite difficult to maintain a sense of direction in the poison miasma, where their vision could only reach a few feet and their spiritual sense could only extend a little further. Many people had perished on the way into the valley by getting lost in the poison miasma. They had even brought a few devices to help them keep track of their direction, but they were quite happy to not have to need them yet.
Elder Meng motioned for them all to retreat, his normally sleepy eyes had shot wide open and were locked upon the Seething Purple Cobra in front of them. The group slowly backed away, but the Cobra did not seem to wish to let them go. It slid out of its den and then stopped. It seemed they were going to retreat successfully, but right when they seemed to cross that dividing line of dense miasma, there was a flurry of sound and motion. Sage frowned and poured more energy out into the Law of Corruption and expanded the area they could see. The Seething Purple Cobra had turned into a trio, and more purple heads had poked up from the crack in the ground.
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Chapter 613: Miasma
The group of four proceeded carefully into the purple miasma. It was much less dense in an area about a hundred feet wide around Sage, but they all knew that this miasma was not completely empty.
While they stayed on guard, Sage tested out the poisonous miasma. Once his Blood of the Nine Pits brought it to his Poison Dantian it took only a few moments for it to be refined and incorporated. With so much poison miasma around, he continued to absorb it and on a whim he started to condense it, creating a crude imitation of a Qi Condensation cultivation technique. Seeing that it worked, he closed his eyes for a moment and a dozen cultivation techniques entered his head, courtesy of his Soul Clone studying in the library. Sage followed each of their initial circulation paths through his Poison Meridians and the Soul Clone studied the results before Sage picked out one of the cultivation techniques and started to use it with his Poison Meridians.
The technique actually turned out to be the slowest of those hed tried, but the cultivation seemed to be a success. Sage wasnt a Fire Bellied Cobra with only one set of meridians. The meridians were the energy channels of the body, the type and also the route of energy in the body had to match up in order to create a proper cultivation technique. Unless a Fire Bellied Cobra ran into a large quantity of a specific type of poison, they were destined to never increase their strength. The initial posting of this chapter occurred via Ñøv€l-B!n.
Sage had specifically created another set of meridians for this reason, having one set to use for his own cultivation and another to manipulate and also protect from poisons. He altered the Fire Bellied Cobras ancestral poison cultivation technique into the Blood of the Nine Pits to partition his dantian into nine smaller areas so he could have access to multiple poisons at all times. His modification took only the basics of poison collection and creation while ditching any possibility of advancement.
Wait, is that number 24?
Sage ignored how close it looked to a certain creature from a popular game about monsters in pockets and carefully examined the creatures most terrifying feature: a roiling purple mist that seemed to be constantly spraying from its pores, surrounding it in a dark cloud.
A Seething Purple Cobra. Theyre the most dangerous part about the poison miasma. They hunt in Icefire Valley and nothing can really go after them in the miasma. Looks like we found one of their dens. It also means were on the right track.
Usually, it was quite difficult to maintain a sense of direction in the poison miasma, where their vision could only reach a few feet and their spiritual sense could only extend a little further. Many people had perished on the way into the valley by getting lost in the poison miasma. They had even brought a few devices to help them keep track of their direction, but they were quite happy to not have to need them yet.
Elder Meng motioned for them all to retreat, his normally sleepy eyes had shot wide open and were locked upon the Seething Purple Cobra in front of them. The group slowly backed away, but the Cobra did not seem to wish to let them go. It slid out of its den and then stopped. It seemed they were going to retreat successfully, but right when they seemed to cross that dividing line of dense miasma, there was a flurry of sound and motion. Sage frowned and poured more energy out into the Law of Corruption and expanded the area they could see. The Seething Purple Cobra had turned into a trio, and more purple heads had poked up from the crack in the ground.
Chapter 613: MiasmaThe group of four proceeded carefully into the purple miasma. It was much less dense in an area about a hundred feet wide around Sage, but they all knew that this miasma was not completely empty. While they stayed on guard, Sage tested out the poisonous miasma. Once his Blood of the Nine Pits brought it to his Poison Dantian it took only a few moments for it to be refined and incorporated. With so much poison miasma around, he continued to absorb it and on a whim he started to condense it, creating a crude imitation of a Qi Condensation cultivation technique. Seeing that it worked, he closed his eyes for a moment and a dozen cultivation techniques entered his head, courtesy of his Soul Clone studying in the library. Sage followed each of their initial circulation paths through his Poison Meridians and the Soul Clone studied the results before Sage picked out one of the cultivation techniques and started to use it with his Poison Meridians. The technique actually turned out to be the slowest of those hed tried, but the cultivation seemed to be a success. Sage wasnt a Fire Bellied Cobra with only one set of meridians. The meridians were the energy channels of the body, the type and also the route of energy in the body had to match up in order to create a proper cultivation technique. Unless a Fire Bellied Cobra ran into a large quantity of a specific type of poison, they were destined to never increase their strength. The initial posting of this chapter occurred via Nvl-B!n.Sage had specifically created another set of meridians for this reason, having one set to use for his own cultivation and another to manipulate and also protect from poisons. He altered the Fire Bellied Cobras ancestral poison cultivation technique into the Blood of the Nine Pits to partition his dantian into nine smaller areas so he could have access to multiple poisons at all times. His modification took only the basics of poison collection and creation while ditching any possibility of advancement. Wait, is that number 24? Sage ignored how close it looked to a certain creature from a popular game about monsters in pockets and carefully examined the creatures most terrifying feature: a roiling purple mist that seemed to be constantly spraying from its pores, surrounding it in a dark cloud.A Seething Purple Cobra. Theyre the most dangerous part about the poison miasma. They hunt in Icefire Valley and nothing can really go after them in the miasma. Looks like we found one of their dens. It also means were on the right track. Usually, it was quite difficult to maintain a sense of direction in the poison miasma, where their vision could only reach a few feet and their spiritual sense could only extend a little further. Many people had perished on the way into the valley by getting lost in the poison miasma. They had even brought a few devices to help them keep track of their direction, but they were quite happy to not have to need them yet. Elder Meng motioned for them all to retreat, his normally sleepy eyes had shot wide open and were locked upon the Seething Purple Cobra in front of them. The group slowly backed away, but the Cobra did not seem to wish to let them go. It slid out of its den and then stopped. It seemed they were going to retreat successfully, but right when they seemed to cross that dividing line of dense miasma, there was a flurry of sound and motion. Sage frowned and poured more energy out into the Law of Corruption and expanded the area they could see. The Seething Purple Cobra had turned into a trio, and more purple heads had poked up from the crack in the ground.
