The Youngest Member of the Martial Alliance Chapter 156

"It's not the Poison King?"

The fifth valley lord, Hongrin, looked at the Poisonous Hand intently. She had thought that the only master in the Central Plains who could handle poison to this extent was the Poison King, but judging by his reaction, it seed that was not the case.

The Poisonous Hand was very pleased even with that reaction. He put strength into his shoulders and said in a confident voice.

"Yes, as for , I am the number one poison demon in the world. When it cos to poison, even the Poison King, whom you fear so much, is a man who calls his older brother."

The fifth valley lord flinched. It was known that the Poison King was difficult for even the strongest first valley lord of the Poison Valley to face alone. To think that such a Poison King would call soone his older brother...

She was inwardly surprised, but at the sa ti, she was also suspicious. No matter how she looked at him, she did not see that much great dignity.

Soon, the fifth valley lord recalled a nickna. Co to think of it, didn't the Poison King have an older brother who was not like an older brother?

The loser who had been pushed out of the succession war of the Sichuan Tang family and had run away, the madman crazy about poison, the fugitive, the public enemy of the martial world, the strange person, etc...

There were many words that described him, and he was quite a famous person among those who handled poison, but all those nicknas were negative and contained a sense of ridicule.

Finally, the fifth valley lord's expression relaxed.

"So the fool who ran away from ho because he was afraid of his younger brother was right here. Yes, I wanted to et you once."

Her red lips curled up in a mocking way.

It was a statent that thoroughly scratched at the Poisonous Hand's inferiority complex and weakness. If they had t just one year earlier, the Poisonous Hand would have been furious, as if having a seizure, at those words.

But the Poisonous Hand smiled leisurely.

He had changed. The turning point was his eting with Cheon Woojin.

Although he had an inferiority complex towards the Poison King, after seeing a guy who had far surpassed that realm, he wondered what the point of all that was. Moreover, he had recently cured the Poison King's dentia.

Now, the Poison King was not the Poisonous Hand's weakness. He was just a younger brother who needed a lot of care, was a little scary, but perhaps also pitiful.

"Are you trying to play mind gas with with those pathetic words?"

"Actually, I was going to, but you're calr than I thought. Is it a little different from the rumors?"

"I've aged as much as I have, do you think I'll fall for sothing like that? Isn't it the sa for you?"

In an instant, the fifth valley lord's expression crumpled.

The Poisonous Hand chuckled.

"What's the use of being so slick on the outside? It's soone else's skin in the first place, isn't it? Who is that beautiful and young woman? Who did you kill and wear their skin this ti? It's truly disgusting."

The Poisonous Hand looked at the fifth valley lord with an expression of being truly disgusted, not just in words.

"Shut up!"

The roar that erupted from the enraged fifth valley lord's mouth was not that of a woman. It was the strange voice of a middle-aged man, thick, hoarse, and making the listener's skin crawl.

Regardless, the Poisonous Hand calmly continued.

"I've also heard rumors about you. It's rare for soone who handles poison to be sane, but you are truly disgusting. There is no one who suits the words 'lust demon' and 'pervert' as much as you. What on earth were you thinking, gang-raping young n and won and wearing their skins? What kind of perversion is that?"

The fifth valley lord trembled, unable to say anything.

In the first place, it was the Poisonous Hand's specialty to play mind gas and anger the opponent. It was to the point where it was rare in the world for soone who had t him not to get angry.

Moreover, if the opponent was such a hideous guy, he could tease him even more. But the Poisonous Hand felt that he had changed from before.

"It seems I've changed too. Before, I would have dragged out the ti, teasing and tornting you all day to make you go mad. But now, I don't even want to talk to a disgusting guy like you anymore. Seeing that I just want to kill you right away, I guess..."

It seed that his place was not the Black Plaque Star or the Demonic Cult. After eting Cheon Woojin, the Hidden Dragon Unit mbers, and the Divine Doctor, he had unknowingly started to think so.

Seeing their chivalry and righteousness, he had begun to feel so ashad of his past life.

"Forget it. Just die."

The Poisonous Hand rushed forward. In his two hands, a round, dark green poison ki was contained.

The fifth valley lord was greatly alard and moved his body back. But since he had not learned martial arts, his speed was noticeably slow.

The Poisonous Hand was not careless. If he took a few proper steps, he was confident that he could kill the guy's head, but...

There was a reason why those who did not even know martial arts were called one of the three heavens outside the country, along with the Northern Sea Ice Palace and the Beast Palace.

As expected, two snakes that he did not even know when they had approached jumped up from the left and right.

One was a seven-step snake with a deadly poison that could lt the internal organs entirely, and the other was a red-spotted white snake that could make the skin rot and fester.

Snakes were originally like this. Since they were animals close to spiritual beasts, they were so secretive that it was difficult to feel their ki, and their movents were also very swift, so if one was not careful, it was easy to die without even knowing the reason.

The Poisonous Hand calmly poured out his internal energy to the left and right. The two poisonous snakes died with their whole bodies exploding right before they could sink their fangs into his arms.

At the sa ti, the poison that the poisonous snakes had been holding and living with exploded in all directions. An ordinary martial artist would have had a hard ti dealing with it, but the Poisonous Hand was also a master of poison arts, true to his na.

The two arms that had poured out internal energy this ti crossed each other and extended a poison mist that was an antidote to the snake venom. Before the snake venom could reach the Poisonous Hand, it was all detoxified.

In the anti, the fifth valley lord had put a considerable distance between them. Between him and the Poisonous Hand, dozens of poisonous snakes had now taken their place, writhing and threatening.

Of course, those poisonous snakes were not all. It was clear that all sorts of poisons were spread on the trees and the ground.

"It seems the Poison Valley still insists on the old-fashioned way. Snake venom, it's really sothing I've only seen in my childhood."

"It's not old-fashioned, it's tradition. No matter how much humans create deadly poisons, how can they compare to the ones of those who were born with poison from birth?"

The Poison Valley believed in the poison of nature. They believed that no matter how many poisons were mixed and manufactured, in the end, they could not beat the poison that was the foundation.

It was a belief that was contrary to that of the Tang family, who called the formless poison the poison of dreams and dedicated their entire lives to creating it.

"Well, if it's a general case, that would be so, but wouldn't it be a little different if the one who creates and spreads that poison is the Poison King and the Poison Demon?"

"You've been using the nickna 'Poison Demon' since a while ago, but who on earth in the world would call a guy like you a Poison Demon?"

In the history of the martial world, 'Poison Demon' was a nickna used only by the master who had reached the pinnacle of poison arts of that era, along with the Poison King.

The previous Poison Demon was from the Demonic Cult and had beco a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son. Even after he had died and more than thirty years had passed, there was still no new Poison Demon.

It was because the Poison King of that era was so strong that there was no one who dared to compare with him.

Even at the fifth valley lord's ridicule, the Poisonous Hand let out a grin.

"Who would call that? Originally, life flows as one speaks. I will beco the Poison Demon. No, I have already beco the Poison Demon. The number one in the world and the Poison King will call that."

"Is there a number one in the world in this era?"

The fifth valley lord continued to speak. Unfortunately, the Poisonous Hand was one of the most quick-witted people in the world.

"You're unnecessarily long-tongued. Why, is the Poison Demon you t in person so different from the rumored Poisonous Hand? You have no way of winning, do you?"

The fifth valley lord bit his lip. Although his appearance was that of a young and beautiful woman, the Poisonous Hand, who knew that a strange and hideous middle-aged man was inside, trembled with disgust.

"Don't make that kind of expression! I want to smash your head in one blow right now!"

He had tried to speak like the Black Master for once.

It seed that the Black Master's way worked everywhere, as the fifth valley lord soon obediently admitted.

"You're right. I didn't know that the Poisonous Hand was a master of this level."

The poison on the forearm that had been caught by the Poisonous Hand at first had still not been detoxified. He was just blocking the poison from spreading by spraying another poison on his own body.

"Do you have any intention of coming to the Poison Valley? A guy like you could receive the position of the sixth valley lord. Rather than living while receiving all sorts of contempt and ridicule in the Central Plains, it wouldn't be bad to co to the Poison Valley and live while touching and researching the poison you love so much all day."

"It's tempting."

"I know you can kill right now. But it won't be an easy choice. The poisons I can spray on you right before I die are over a hundred. Do you think you're immune to all those poisons? You know, in the end, what happens when those who have learned poison arts fight each other."

If you don't have an overwhelming advantage, you both die. It was because poison does not lose its power even at the mont of death.

The fifth valley lord, who had said so, swung his hand. At that, as if by magic, the dozens of poisonous snakes that had been blocking the space between the two scattered to the left and right, creating a path.

The fifth valley lord extended his hand towards the Poisonous Hand.

"Co with to the Poison Valley. Go and unfold your dreams to your heart's content."

Of course, from his extended hand, a powder poison so fine that it was invisible to the eye spread. It was the spores of the madman mushroom, which only grew in the Southern Barbarians.

If one were to breathe in those fine spores, their heart would be amplified unnecessarily. Sadness would beco greater, making one want to take their own life, and joy would swell to an unbearable degree, making one want to give their entire fortune as a gift to a stranger.

In such a state, he had made a proposal that could not be anything but tempting, so the result was obvious.

The Poisonous Hand slowly walked the path of the snakes.

The fifth valley lord still looked at such a Poisonous Hand intently with his hand extended. Whether the guy had really been poisoned or was just acting to pull a trick, it didn't matter much.

'Just three more steps.'

Then he was confident that he could inflict a terrible pain on that guy before he could do anything.

And so, one step, two steps...

Unlike the fifth valley lord's wish, the last step was not taken. The Poisonous Hand stopped abruptly and grinned.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Damn it!"

The fifth valley lord cursed and swung his sleeve. Soon, the hornets that had poured out from his sleeve rushed towards the Poisonous Hand at a trendous speed. There were so many of them that they looked like a black smoke.

The poisonous insects and poisonous snakes that the fifth valley lord handled were constantly fed stimulants and showed incredibly fast movents. In particular, the hornets could move as fast as a transcendent master for a short mont.

If he had co one step closer, a guy like the Poisonous Hand would have had no room to avoid it, but the guy, as befitting a master who used poison arts, was unnecessarily cautious and quick-witted.

In the end, he could only hope that the Poisonous Hand would be a little more careless, and that the stimulant effect of the hornets would appear a little more strongly.

The Poisonous Hand pulled his body back and poured out his internal energy.

Dozens of hornets exploded in the air. But it was only a small part. Hundreds of hornets were still rushing towards the Poisonous Hand fiercely.

The sound of the wings of hundreds of hornets sounded like music played at the entrance of hell.

The fifth valley lord, who was watching the scene, prayed earnestly. One, please just one stick, and it's a success.

Did his earnest wish reach the heavens?

A single hornet landed on the neck of the Poisonous Hand, who had been avoiding them well. The Poisonous Hand was startled and shook his head violently, and the remaining hundreds of hornets did not miss that gap.

The Poisonous Hand's whole body was instantly covered in black. It was a deadly poison that could kill a first-rate master with just one sting. Such a deadly poison was being shot by hundreds of them at once.

'He'll die in terrible pain.'

The fifth valley lord smiled a triumphant smile. In fact, the Poisonous Hand let out a long, pained scream and fell backward. The hornets continued to pile up on top of such a Poisonous Hand. There were so many of them that in the end, they ford a sphere, making it look like the Poisonous Hand's grave.

After twitching a few tis, he soon beca quiet.

The fifth valley lord curled his lips and ridiculed.

"Tsk, it would have been better if you had bent your pride and held onto the Poison King's coattails and endured in the Tang family."

Hundreds of hornets were still crawling disgustingly on top of the quiet Poisonous Hand. The fifth valley lord, who had approached, brushed off the hornets with his bare hands and said.

"Everyone, move aside. I have to take this guy's swollen and burst corpse as a gift to the first valley lord."

It was then.

In an instant, a hand shot out from between the tomb made of hornets. The fifth valley lord, whose forearm was suddenly grabbed, was greatly surprised.

"Wh-what!"

Soon, the Poisonous Hand got up from his seat. The hornets were making a crazy loud noise and flapping their wings, and they were twitching to stick their stingers in, but...

The Poisonous Hand was very calmly brushing off the hornets with his hand. Smoke was rising from his whole body along with a burning sll.

"No matter how fast and great a poison they have, in the end, they are just hornets. Since they are guys who are originally weak to heat, if you heat them up a little, they lose their strength and die."

Of course, it was not an easy thing to generate that much heat from the whole body. If he had not taken the sun-secret flower, which was considered one of the top spiritual herbs imbued with fire ki.

"Th-the extre yang poison...!"

"Hahaha, as expected, you have an eye. If they were foolish guys, they wouldn't even know how great a realm this is and would just curse for using poison in a cheap way."

The Poisonous Hand laughed as if he were very happy.

Although he had taken the sun-secret flower and had reached a great realm, since the ones he had t since then were guys like the head of the six demonic families of the Demonic Cult or the Poison King, he had not been able to feel it properly.

Now, he could clearly feel what kind of realm he had reached.

The fearful pupils of the fifth valley lord, who was looking at him, aroused a strange pleasure.

"H-help ."

That was all the fifth valley lord could say.

Nevertheless, the Poisonous Hand readily nodded.

"I will. I'm about to beco a martial artist of the Orthodox Path now."

In an instant, hope flashed in the fifth valley lord's eyes.

Of course, it was only for a very short ti. The fifth valley lord's forearm, which was grabbed by the Poisonous Hand, began to get hotter and hotter.

"Wh-what are you doing!"

"I've had a recent realization. I'm definitely a guy crazy about poison. Even though I've honed it to save people, I thought I could do so interesting things if I applied it a little."

He sent a very small amount of extre yang poison throughout the fifth valley lord's body. The hot poison flowed through his entire body's ki paths, burning from the inside and gradually rising.

Naturally, since he had not learned martial arts, not only his upper dantian, but also most of the ki paths in his body were all blocked.

"I will personally open your ki paths for you, hahaha!"

The Poisonous Hand's laughter continued for a long ti.

In fact, the extre yang poison forcibly lted his ki paths and gradually rose, and then stopped right in front of his neck.

When he had treated the Poison King, he had entrusted it to Cheon Woojin because the ki paths in the head were too delicate. Now, there was no need for that.

"That guy was really cool at that ti. I should practice once too."

"Wh-what are you trying to do..."

"Before that, let's tear off this disgusting skin."

The Poisonous Hand peeled off the fifth valley lord's face skin. At that, his real face was revealed, and he was a very ordinary-looking old man. That fact felt even more disgusting and hideous.

The Poisonous Hand, who had clicked his tongue briefly, pushed the extre yang poison up to the top of the fifth valley lord's head.

"Ughhhhhh!"

The fifth valley lord had a seizure. The extre yang poison was rummaging through his head, touching and burning all sorts of things.

Soon, the fifth valley lord, whose eyes had rolled back, was drooling.

Even after the Poisonous Hand had let go, he could not speak properly and was just making strange noises.

He had beco a complete simpleton. The martial art he had learned to cure dentia could, depending on how it was used, make the opponent like this.

"Huh, I guess I can't do it. It was a good thing I left it to that guy Woojin."

He had saved the fifth valley lord as promised. However, he would drag him alive and show him to the old n of the Martial Alliance.

That he had caught this guy. That he had saved their subordinate.

The Poisonous Hand was a man with good intuition. He knew better than anyone that the chance had co for him, who had been rejected even by the Black Plaque Star while wandering aimlessly all his life, to finally settle down.

"As expected, you never know what will happen in life. Isn't that right?"

The Poisonous Hand looked at the sky and asked. It was a question directed at the guy who he had once feared, but looking back, had been his only friend in his long life.

"Ah, is this not the place?"

Soon, the Poisonous Hand looked not at the sky, but at the ground. It was a sorry thing to say, but for that guy, the place below was more suitable than heaven.

'The King of Hell is also pitiful. To think that he would let such a guy into hell. Tsk, tsk. It would be a good thing if he doesn't get beaten by that guy.'

The Poisonous Hand, who had thought so, took a light step in the direction of the Martial Alliance.

(End of Chapter)