Forced to Be a Villain: Starting With My Brain Extraction System Chapter 159: Removing Blood Oath Poison!

Of the five prominent peaks within the Divine Cauldron Sect, if one were to inquire about the least conspicuous, the unanimous answer would undoubtedly be Ember Lotus Peak.

Despite housing a formidable elder who had already achieved the Late Gold Core Realm, this particular peak boasted remarkably few disciples. Among these, male disciples were virtually nonexistent, save for the solitary figure of Mo Zhiran.

This scarcity wasn't due to a lack of interest in joining; rather, according to prevailing rumors, Elder Yan Yue harbored a profound, general aversion to males.

The whispers even escalated to tales of her engaging in an epic confrontation with a male elder from the Divine Cauldron Sect, a battle sparked by his persistent pursuit.

Consequently, she commanded widespread fear, and apart from Chu Yuxuan of Elixir Flame Peak, she maintained no friendships.

From her formative years through to her ascendance as a peak elder, she existed in a state of solitude.

"Ugh..."

Indeed, a significant number of disciples had never laid eyes on her. They were aware of an elder's presence at Ember Lotus Peak, but beyond that, their knowledge ceased.

However, the root of this isolation wasn't Yan Yue's inherently cold and withdrawn nature, but rather a deeply guarded condition, one that absolutely could not be revealed.

For, unbeknownst to many, she was, in fact, a spy dispatched by the Black Lotus Sect.

"Cough... cough..."

Yan Yue retched violently, expelling a stream of dark, crimson blood that stained the tranquil pond a deep red. Yet, she found no respite, experiencing an agonizing sensation as if her very insides were being contorted with brutal force.

"Ugh..."

Despite her cultivation as a Gold Core practitioner, she fought desperately against the torment. The Blood Mother's Tear, as described in ancient texts, was living up to its fearsome reputation, unleashing its savage power.

Its mechanism for purging poison involved nothing short of a complete, forceful compression of her entire being, body and soul.

Were it not for the sheer resilience of her physical form, bolstered by her advanced cultivation realm, she would have already succumbed to unconsciousness.

Of course, she possessed the ability to easily halt the destructive process, preventing complete bodily annihilation should she choose to. However, doing so would also arrest the crucial removal of the Blood Oath, a curse deeply entrenched within her.

"Cough... cough..."

In the end, she could only endure the coughing fit, her complexion growing progressively paler. The potency of this Blood Mother's Tear was undeniable, as it even infiltrated her Golden Core, relentlessly purging the impurities residing within.

Ultimately, precisely as she had intended, it burrowed deeper into her blood, reaching her very bone marrow, and consequently came into contact with the long-standing curse that had plagued her.

Yan Yue forcefully suppressed her rising nausea, her focus narrowing with intense nervousness onto her own body—or more accurately, onto the insidious poison coiled and attached to her like a virulent infection.

A blood oath poison was a lethal toxin, concocted with blood, designed to lie dormant until activated by specific internal conditions. Its lethality was so extreme that it could dispatch even a Peak Gold Core cultivator, unless the victim managed to completely sever their soul in the nick of time.

This grim reality underscored why it was classified as a forbidden demonic art.

Even having attained the Late Gold Core Realm, Yan Yue had never dared to tamper with it. Her sole beacon of hope resided in this ancient method, discovered during a perilous expedition.

"Swish!"

As Yan Yue observed her own body through her divine sense, the dark, shimmering crimson tear within suddenly began to writhe around the coiled poison, engulfing it completely.

The instant this occurred, the poison reacted with explosive fury, as if provoked, attempting to surge outward and ravage the host body—akin to a parasitic invader.

Fortuitously, no matter how desperately it struggled, the poison could not breach the confines of the crimson liquid. It thrashed violently within, finding no escape.

The situation was proceeding in her favor, filling Yan Yue with immense relief. Yet, she quickly discerned that the Blood Mother's Tear possessed only the capacity to contain the poison, not neutralize it.

Yan Yue drew a deep, steadying breath, steeling herself against the excruciating pain brought on by the poison's violent reaction. She then commenced the intricate execution of the secret ancient technique.

With painstaking slowness, she began to draw the Blood Mother's Tear, containing the venom, out of her body, inch by agonizing inch. Her movements were executed with extreme caution, knowing that a single misstep at this juncture would seal her doom.

"Hah... hah...."

Fortunately, her fortune seemed to hold true for the day. A floating globule of crimson blood emerged from her mouth, writhing restlessly.

The moment it departed her physical form, Yan Yue experienced an overwhelming sense of release—a feeling she had never before encountered in her entire life. It was as if the shackles that had bound her wings had finally been shattered, granting her the freedom to soar.

This unprecedented sensation elicited a radiant smile, gracing her bloodied and battered visage.

Yan Yue let out a soft, mirthful sound, her gaze fixing on the wriggling mass of crimson tears, now containing the Blood Oath poison, her expression a complex tapestry of emotions.

Then, without a moment's hesitation, she prepared to invoke her spirit fire to incinerate it instantly when...

"Boom!"

She witnessed the blood poison within the tear explode instantaneously.To her utter astonishment, the coiled mass of Blood Oath poison, once extracted from her form, detonated with a force so potent it shattered the confinement of the Blood Mother’s Tear. In a flash, the entirety of Ember Lake became submerged in a crimson haze tinged with pink. It remained an enigma how such a minuscule quantity of the coiling poison could spread to encompass the entire lake, yet it undeniably caught Yan Yue entirely unprepared. "What...?" Startled, Yan Yue abruptly rose from her seated position, unleashing her spiritual power with the intent to disperse the encroaching mist. However, she was suddenly seized by an overwhelming and unfamiliar weakness. It felt as though every ounce of her strength had vanished from her body with the very appearance of the mist. She found herself unable to even remain standing steadily, as an peculiar energy coursed through her internal systems, wreaking havoc and causing her cheeks to flush with an unnatural heat. "~~Mmm~~"