"Old Poisoner, sorry, I shouldn't have asked about these things." Li Lin did not expect this Old Poisoner to have such a past, feeling apologetic for bringing up someone's painful memories.

"It's alright. That woman, I have never forgotten her. I live only to take her life. Unfortunately, the power of Tianxing Sect is too strong. With my strength alone, I can't contend against the entire Tianxing Sect," Poison Soul Commander Dong WuMing sighed helplessly, his expression filled with desolation.

Although Li Lin didn't know the exact strength of the Tianxing Sect, the two elders he met before were from the Sect, and a few months ago, this Old Poisoner was apparently chased by the Tianxing Sect. From this, it was evident that Tianxing Sect was a formidable force, a sect that Old Poisoner, alone, could certainly not confront.

"Old Poisoner, you are at least a Spirit Commander. Don't you have a few friends?" Li Lin hesitated before asking. He knew that each Spirit practitioner usually has a considerable force around them, especially someone at the level of Poison Soul Commander, who would normally have several close Martial Commanders and even Martial Kings as allies.

Because of the unique role of Spirit practitioners, martial artists often rely on them. Hence, many martial artists would gather around them. Generally, at the level of a Poison Soul Commander, nobody would dare to provoke them. Firstly, their own strength is high, and secondly, such a powerful person is like a hornet's nest. A single call, and they can summon many strong martial artists to help. Therefore, such Spirit practitioners are not to be trifled with.

"You are wrong about that. Although I am a Spirit practitioner, I accidentally obtained a poisonous cultivation method in my quest for revenge. I practice poison techniques, specializing in all the poisons in the world. As a Spirit practitioner whose body is full of poison, how many people do you think would dare to approach me? Plus, with my temperament, I don't want to deal with anyone, so I don't have any friends," Poison Soul Commander Dong WuMing said softly.

Li Lin sighed slightly. Indeed, with Old Poisoner's body full of poison and his unapproachable demeanor, it was no wonder he had no allies.

"What are your plans now?" Li Lin asked gently.

"Once I recover from my injuries, I'll seek revenge against Tianxing Sect," Poison Soul Commander's eyes revealed a deep hatred.

"Aren't you just going to your death? You know the power of Tianxing Sect is overwhelming, yet you still want to barge in. Maybe the people of Tianxing Sect are even hoping for you to come," Li Lin said.

"Should I not avenge my grudge? I, Dong WuMing, am not a man who fears death," Poison Soul Commander glared at Li Lin.

"You may not fear death, but if you die, your vengeance will never be fulfilled. If you die, the people of Tianxing Sect will rejoice. If you live, they are probably the ones with headaches," Li Lin said.

Muscles on Poison Soul Commander's face twitched slightly, his expression gradually dimming.

"You can't take revenge alone, why bother going?" Li Lin said bluntly.

"Hmph, even so, I'd rather die and take a group of people with me," Poison Soul Commander said coldly.

"You really are heroic. I admire that. I hope you can take that woman you mentioned with you when the time comes," Li Lin said with a faint smile.

Poison Soul Commander fell silent, not knowing what to say. He had already stormed into Tianxing Sect several times, but never even saw the shadow of that woman.

"It seems my life's revenge will be difficult. How frustrating," Poison Soul Commander sighed, a sense of sorrow enveloping him.

"Old Poisoner, you still stand by the two promises you made to me, right?" Li Lin suddenly asked, raising his eyebrows.

After looking at Li Lin, Poison Soul Commander said, "I've said it, my words count. I can agree to two things within my capabilities."

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"That's good. The first thing, I want to invite you to join Flying Spirit Gate," Li Lin said with a slight smile.

"Flying Spirit Gate? Never heard of it. Besides, I've never thought of joining any sect. Choose another one," Poison Soul Commander shook his head.

"You just said your word counts, and now you're changing your mind?" Li Lin said.

"How can this be considered a matter? I've never heard of Flying Spirit Gate. How can I agree?" Poison Soul Commander frowned.

"Hehe, I may not be much, but I'm currently the head of Flying Spirit Gate. Now you've heard of it, right?" Li Lin chuckled, thinking to himself that if Old Poisoner could join Flying Spirit Gate, he wouldn't have to worry about the minor Hei Jian Sect or Huang HaiBo.

"You're the head?" Poison Soul Commander looked at Li Lin with a hint of disdain in his eyes and said, "Seeing that you're the head, I know your Flying Spirit Gate isn't much. Probably just you gathering a few green kids, whimsically wanting to start a sect. If I wanted to join a sect, countless major sects would be begging me to join them. Do you think I would be interested in your shabby Flying Spirit Gate?"

"Old Poisoner, don't underestimate me. I'm telling you, Flying Spirit Gate might not be much now, but I assure you, in the future, it won't be inferior to any sect," Li Lin said indignantly, feeling that Old Poisoner was looking down on him too much.

"Inferior to no sect? Based on your strength, or because you have that Tian Chi Snow Lion? It's not that I'm looking down on you, but those real major sects, each of them has gone through thousands, or at least hundreds, of years of heritage. The hidden strength within them is absolutely terrifying, much stronger than you can imagine. How long do you think it will take for you to develop your Flying Spirit Gate to that level?" Poison Soul Commander said with a faint smile.

Li Lin was stunned. Poison Soul Commander's words made sense. Those real major sects, each with a long history and terrifying hidden strength, might be much stronger than he imagined.

However, Li Lin's stubborn pride rose up. With enough strength, he believed he could certainly build a force not inferior to anyone. He had the Yin Yang Ling Wu Jue, which gave him a fighting chance.

"Old Poisoner, I'm actually telling you, give me ten years. Just ten years, and I'll show you a Flying Spirit Gate beyond your imagination. But the first thing I ask of you is to be an elder of Flying Spirit Gate for these ten years. In these ten years, I won't let you work for nothing. You ran out of materials for refining sixth-grade high-tier poison pills, right? In ten years, if I haven't found them for you and Flying Spirit Gate hasn't made a name for itself, I'll chop off my head and give it to you as a stool to sit on. How about it, do you dare to agree?" Li Lin said proudly.

"Brave words, young man. I'll take you up on that. I want to see what makes you so confident," Poison Soul Commander said with a faint smile, looking at Li Lin disdainfully.

"A deal then," Li Lin said, gazing at Poison Soul Commander, but inwardly laughing. It wasn't easy to trick Old Poisoner without some provocation.

"A spoken agreement cannot be taken back," Poison Soul Commander said without hesitation, but then his face changed slightly as if he remembered something, and he said in shock, "You little rascal, dare to set a trap for me?"

"Old Poisoner, you're not thinking of going back on your word, are you? After all, as a Spirit Commander, you wouldn't do such a thing, right?" Li Lin said with a slight smile.

"Fine, young man. I want to see what your damned Flying Spirit Gate will be like in ten years. Then, I'll indeed chop off your head and use it as a stool," Poison Soul Commander snorted. Even though he was a cunning old fox, he found himself trapped by a young upstart.

"Don't worry, I keep my promises too. In these ten years, I'll definitely gather your medicinal ingredients. When Flying Spirit Gate grows stronger, the whole sect will help you take your revenge," Li Lin said, finally managing to rope Old Poisoner into joining Flying Spirit Gate.

Li Lin had this plan since escaping the canyon, wanting a powerful figure to lead Flying Spirit Gate, and Old Poisoner was not just any strong figure.

"Pfft..."

Poison Soul Commander spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning even paler.

"Old Poisoner, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Li Lin asked.

"This injury has taken half my life. It'll probably take a year or two to heal," Poison Soul Commander said, popping a pill into his mouth, "I'll meditate now. Be on your guard."

Then, Poison Soul Commander sat cross-legged and began to meditate, his face terrifyingly pale, indicating a severe injury.

Night fell, and the mountains were silent, save for the occasional cry of wild animals and the rustling of leaves in the night wind.

With Little dragon standing guard outside, Li Lin also began to meditate, and the night passed slowly.

"Huuh..."

The next morning, Poison Soul Commander exhaled a turbid breath. His face had improved slightly, but was still deathly pale, and his breath was extremely weak.

"Old Dong, let's leave here," Li Lin said to Poison Soul Commander.

"What, not calling me Old Poisoner anymore?" Dong WuMing glanced at Li Lin.

"Now that Old Dong is an elder of Flying Spirit Gate, naturally, I should show more respect," Li Lin said with a slight smile, thinking it inappropriate to keep calling him Old Poisoner.

"Let's go. Those two old ghosts have probably gone far by now, or they would have found us already," Poison Soul Commander said, and the two left the cave.

"Chichi..."

Outside the cave, Little dragon affectionately coiled around Li Lin's shoulder.