Chapter 1146: Chapter 1048: Flower Dance’s Cleverness

"That’s right, if you want to become the Palace Master and take back what originally belonged to you from Hua Wuqing, you’ll need the support of the Butterfly Race!"

Yang Tian said.

He then directed his Divine Sense towards the poisonous gases below.

These poisonous gases were likely refined by Hua Wuqing while she was in seclusion, possessing extremely strong devouring properties.

Once poisoned, within half an hour, one would die.

Moreover, Yang Tian determined very clearly that there was no antidote to cure these gases due to their unique Spiritual Breath.

Once they invade the body, they quickly devour a Martial Artist’s Spiritual Breath.

Even Hua Wuqing herself probably has no antidote for such gases.

However, no matter how powerful these gases are, they can still be utilized.

Just by refining some Divine Talismans stronger than the Spiritual Qi in the body, all these gases can be absorbed. If I’m correct, Hua Wuqing used this method to refine these poisonous gases.

Whew!

The Divine Breath within Yang Tian surged forth.

He formed a Dharma Seal with his hands and silently chanted a Spell, refining sheet after sheet of talisman paper.

After the Divine Breath infused into the talisman paper, these talismans transformed into entities akin to Divine Talismans.

Having done this, Yang Tian said, "Soon, the elders of the Butterfly Palace will rush down here. Once they are poisoned, take these Divine Talismans to rescue them, so you can win them over."

Yang Tian waved his hand, and sheet after sheet of Divine Talismans flew down, floating around Hua Jianwu.

"The Palace Master is cultivating in seclusion below in the stone chamber!"

At this moment, an urgent voice echoed from the cave above.

Yang Tian’s figure flashed, appearing in front of Lan Huling, Lan Hushan, and Lan Hujiao. After placing them in the Weed Ring, Yang Tian vanished into thin air.

Hua Jianwu dared not delay and quickly descended into the stone thicket below.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

A series of hissing sounds arose, and soon one by one, Martial Artists descended from the cave; they were the elders who were frightened by Yang Tian.

Having arrived at the stone chamber, they dared not approach, hovering around with respectful expressions on their faces as they looked down.

"Why is there a blood-red aura floating below?"

One elder quickly asked.

"These blood-red auras are highly toxic, what’s happening?"

Another elder appeared anxious.

"Could it be something happened to the Palace Master? Let’s go down to investigate."

Just as she was about to move, an elder beside quickly cautioned, "Be careful of deception!"

"If something happens to the Palace Master, we’ll all be doomed!"

Ignoring her, everyone rushed down.

Soon, however, they fearfully realized the blood-red aura was indeed poisonous gas, and with a single breath, their bodies stiffened.

These poisonous gases rapidly invaded their bodies, sealing their fate upon contact with blood.

Within just a few minutes, they could no longer move.

They clearly felt their Spiritual Breath had been contaminated by the poison and, no matter how they exerted themselves, they couldn’t regain their mobility.

"This situation is grave!"

Everyone’s expressions changed.

"How dare you trespass into the forbidden area!"

A delicate shout rang out, and Hua Jianwu flew upward.

She attached a Divine Talisman to herself, and as she entered the toxic sphere, the surrounding poisonous gases surged toward her, getting absorbed into the Divine Talisman one by one.

The Divine Talisman contained spirituality stronger than the Martial Artist’s Spiritual Breath, exactly what the toxins needed.

"Who are you? Why are you in the Palace Master’s forbidden area?"

Upon seeing Hua Jianwu, they shouted.

"Facing death and still acting so defiant?" Hua Jianwu coldly smiled and replied, "These poisonous gases were released by Hua Wuqing before she went into seclusion. Any martial artist who inhales even a trace will explode and die within half an hour!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expression changed drastically.

Just hearing Hua Jianwu directly call the Palace Master by her name made them unable to contain their shout, "Who exactly are you? Is the Palace Master’s name something you can call?"

"Who I am matters, but what’s more important is that I can save you!"

Hua Jianwu raised her voice.

"What? You can save us?"

Everyone stopped and stared closely at Hua Jianwu.

"These poisonous gases refined by Hua Wuqing were merely stolen from my mother. My mother was the former Palace Master, and I am her daughter, Hua Jianwu."

Hua Jianwu’s voice echoed.

In the stone chamber, it sounded remarkably clear.

Everyone’s expression changed drastically upon hearing this, "Hua Jianwu? But aren’t you dead?"

"That demoness Hua Wuqing seized the position of Palace Master, bribed many elders to kill my mother. My revenge is not yet sought; how could I possibly be dead?"

Hua Jianwu stated coldly.

"What do you want then? To reclaim the position of Palace Master?"

"You must know you’re no match for the Palace Master! Many elders support the Palace Master!"

"The Palace Master already mastered the Butterfly Heart Sutra, it’s the Palace Master’s scripture. She’s undefeatable!"

"Though we supported your mother, it’s a new era now, and we can’t help you!"

The elders spoke up one by one.

Hearing this, Yang Tian frowned in the distance, dissatisfied as he looked at Hua Jianwu.

His intention was for Hua Jianwu to save the people, not stir up their emotions.

But Hua Jianwu remained unusually calm, speaking mildly, "After the Butterfly Demon Race relocated to the Human Realm, it attracted the attention of some powerful beings. If I’m correct, you’re injured by a Martial Artist, which is why you came here to wake up Hua Wuqing!"

"Yes, exactly, a powerful being killed elders Butterfly Green Spirit and Butterfly Yaohua! If we don’t rouse the Palace Master, the entire Butterfly Palace could be doomed!"

The elders responded anxiously.

"That Martial Artist isn’t from outside; she’s someone within our Butterfly Palace!"

Hua Jianwu suddenly declared.

"What? She’s from our Butterfly Palace? How is that possible?"

Everyone’s eyes filled with doubt.

"When she fought with you, was she able to refine your Demon Breath?" Hua Jianwu raised her voice, "As everyone knows, our Butterfly Palace’s Spiritual Breath can’t be refined, only someone from our own ranks can devour Butterfly Demon Breath in a short time!"

"Indeed!"

"Now hearing you say this, that Martial Artist is one of us?"

"No wonder she could break our Summoning Demon Array. Turns out to be an insider!"

"But who is she exactly?"

The crowd asked anxiously.

In the distance, Yang Tian frowned, "What exactly is this Hua Jianwu trying to achieve?"

"She’s Hua Wuqing’s disciple! A Martial Artist who lives for killing. Long ago, Hua Wuqing cultivated this killing machine using her own Demon Breath. My mother lost to her and fell without a fight. Her existence is meant to maintain the order of Butterfly Palace." Hua Jianwu lied without a hint of shame, "Recently, however, she had a fallout with Hua Wuqing, threatening to execute Hua Wuqing and seize the position of Palace Master!"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expression changed drastically but asked anxiously, "Why should we believe you?"

"You don’t have to believe me; as the Palace Master’s daughter, saving you is my responsibility!"

Hua Jianwu waved her hand, sending sheet after sheet of Divine Talismans sticking onto everyone...