The Five Poisons used to brew the soup earlier hadn’t been entirely used up. Song Tianjing bit into a dried scorpion. Under normal circumstances, this would have made his lips turn purple, left him dizzy and disoriented, and in severe cases, could even render him unconscious.1

After finishing an entire dried scorpion, he was somehow perfectly fine.0

“The Hundred Poisons Sacred Body, this is indeed the Hundred Poisons Sacred Body!” Song Tianjing was overwhelmed with excitement. This legendary constitution had appeared in him. Even if his Hundred Poisons Sacred Body hadn’t even taken shape yet, it was still a good start.0

Song Tianjing was elated. One dish alone has allowed me to break through and has also granted me a physique immune to all poisons!1

After the excitement subsided, Song Tianjing ruminated calmly. Why did the dish recorded...0