In short, if you're not skilled, don't be too picky. Just practice with what you have now and switch to something better later.

So, when Huangfu Yi used the iron rod as a skewer to eat the venomous glands and innards and refined them with the Five Immortals Sword Scripture, his overall combat power increased again. Once he unleashed his power, each finger of sword energy could carry three strands of poisonous breath. This meant not only could he easily cut through weaker foes, but he could also hold his own against stronger opponents.

However, after Huangfu Yi digested the Poison Qi, he quickly switched back to the Mysterious Lady Skill.

Firstly, there's no such thing as a perfect technique in this world. Even though the cultivation techniques share the same root and source, they don't conflict. But Huangfu Yi has only mastered Gang Fist through years of practice, turning it into muscle memory, and can wield it at will. However, he is not yet familiar with the Dao of Qi Manipulation. Thus, in regular times, he can only use one inner strength technique, naturally opting for the Mysterious Lady Refining Form, which offers stronger defensive power.

Once he switches to the Five Immortals Sword Scripture in combat, the Mysterious Lady Refining Form will disperse for a moment, which is already a critical weakness. However, this time the opponent was a well-dwelling demon who hadn't seen much of the world. It might have thought Huangfu Yi was just waiting for death from the poison and didn't interrupt his chanting...

Secondly, although the Five Immortals Sword Scripture is excellent, it hasn't been mastered yet. While the Poison Qi can be released, it might not be promptly retracted. At that time, various strange poisons could mix, incurable by any medicine, inadvertently causing mass destruction to flora and fauna. While it may not matter against demons, if used against humans in public, it might lead to unnecessary slaughter, which he couldn't bear. Thus, it's better to be restrained...

"Cough, cough."

Suddenly, a voice abruptly sounded in front of him. When he looked up, a figure surprisingly appeared before him without him noticing!

Even Huangfu Yi was briefly startled, his heart pounding, and he suddenly jumped up! The iron rod thrust forward, slicing through the air, piercing right through the person in front!

However, the person in front remained unmoved, just shrugged.

"What's the matter, scared you? But I did cough, cough."

Huangfu Yi stared at him and saw a chubby old man with a round face, dressed in a black Daoist robe embroidered with the sixty-four hexagrams and a Star Map, with a dark gourd around his waist. His face appeared kindly, though he seemed about sixty or seventy years old, with disheveled hair, a bun held with a wooden hairpin, dressed like a Daoist boy, looking somewhat absurd and shabby.

Then he looked at the iron rod in his hand, which had pierced straight into the man's chest, yet touched nothing, as if it had entered a void. Huangfu Yi realized that the person in front of him was merely a Primordial Spirit projection, meaning he must be of at least the True Realm, able to send his Primordial Spirit across and wander the world. He quickly withdrew the rod, clasping his fists in salute,

"Younger Bai Yi, I was momentarily rude, please forgive me, senior."

The chubby old man, too lazy for pleasantries, waved his hand,

"Just report the last few numbers."

"Last few numbers? Uh, is it Weston Four?"

"Who asked for your code name, check the last numbers of your order in the system... hmm? What did you say? Weston Four?"

The old man's face suddenly hardened, his eyes widened, fingers pinching together, he looked at the moon in the sky, then glanced at Huangfu Yi, probing,

"...and you said your surname is Bai?"

Huangfu Yi was stunned, knowing he probably acted foolishly and revealed some detail, instinctively denying,

"No, no, I didn't say my surname is Bai."

The old man stared at him with big eyes, then suddenly smiled broadly,

"Then that's right."

Right before Huangfu Yi's eyes, the old man suddenly began to transform, his white hair turning black, his plump old face changing into a chubby young face in a blink, transforming from an old chubby Daoist boy into a young plump Daoist boy.

Huangfu Yi was momentarily astounded by this trick, involuntarily sighing,

"Rejuvenation, truly an Immortal technique..."

"Hehe, there's no such thing as rejuvenation, just a mere illusion.

In life, there are eighty-six billion Divine Senses, each generating countless thoughts. As long as the right points are pressed and the right strings are plucked, the correct solution can be obtained.

This little trick of mine is not worth mentioning."

The chubby boy, jiggling his head and swaying, adorably and earnestly bowed,

"I'm Zheng Jian, cultivating at the Star Picking Temple in Outer Heaven, specially ordered by the professional evaluation system to trade the Great Treasure with you, elder brother."

Hearing the other introduce himself and reveal the system's true name, suggesting he was one of their own, Huangfu Yi quickly put the rod away and clasped his fists in greeting.

"I am... Huangfu Yi, pleased to meet you, senior."

Zheng Jian's expression changed quickly, standing up with repeated gestures, warmly saying,

"No need, no need, Brother Huangfu, such formality is unnecessary. I'm just a mere Mixed Cultivator, unworthy of such honor, you can just call me Little Zheng."

"Uh, ah, this, former... Brother Zheng is too modest..."

Huangfu Yi couldn't understand why this powerful figure was suddenly so humble and friendly, not putting on any airs. Usually, Central Plains locals wouldn't consider it virtuous if they weren't actively chopping you down...

"It's fine, it's fine. Earlier, Brother Huangfu was just justly eliminating demons and upholding the Dao, so a moment's vigilance is understandable. But time is limited, let's skip the formalities?"

"Uh, alright, Brother Zheng, please look, this item was born in the Land of Ultimate Yin, full of pure Yang energy, called Ziyang..."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Jian interrupted with a smile,

"No, no, it doesn't matter what kind of Yang it is. I naturally trust Brother Huangfu's things! There's no need to check, I'll do this deal!

To meet such an esteemed brother today is surely a blessing of three lifetimes, truly valiant and magnificent, a hero for the ages! Since we hit it off so well, wouldn't it be a pity not to have a drink together!"

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