Antares blinked drowsily, his eyelids fluttering. He’d just been awakened but showed no sign of annoyance. Instead, a faint trace of joy flickered in his eyes. Not far away, a spatial channel was forming. From within, the distinct aura of a Dragon Bead radiated—Lin Moyu was returning. Moments later, Lin Moyu stepped out of the spatial channel. Antares quickly shut his eyes again, feigning indifference. But the slight tremble in his eyelids gave him away. Lin Moyu found it amusing. This ancient, unimaginably powerful being was behaving like a child. There was no way he hadn’t noticed Lin Moyu’s return. Clearly, Antares was pretending the Dragon Bead wasn’t important. Was he worried Lin Moyu would demand a steep price in return? “Antares, wake up. I’m back.” Lin Moyu played along, deliberately raising his voice. Lin Moyu chuckled inwardly, “He’s really going all in with this.” “Antares, wake up. I’m back!” This time he repeated it louder. Finally, Antares stirred. His eyelids lifted slowly, revealing eyes larger than Lin Moyu’s entire body. Lin Moyu held out the Dragon Bead, “Here’s what you wanted.” With a dismissive grunt, Antares casually inhaled, drawing the bead into his mouth. His demeanor remained calm, but Lin Moyu could tell he was agitated. The Dragon Bead clearly meant a lot to him. For reasons Lin Moyu couldn’t fathom, Antares couldn’t retrieve it himself. He had to rely on others. It wasn’t the first time either. Years ago, Jiang Yi had retrieved one for him as well. Whether anyone else had done the same, Lin Moyu didn’t know. Antares was proud, absurdly so. Most weren’t even worth his attention. Even Yan Kuangsheng, regarded as Bai Yiyuan’s equal, was dismissed by him. The same went for Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen. A low snort escaped Antares. A sudden gust of wind followed, nearly knocking Lin Moyu off balance. Then, a stream of Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence soared toward him, lining up neatly before him. Antares said, “This is the final payment.” Lin Moyu accepted them without hesitation. A full 100 pieces. Not a trivial amount. With them, he could summon 100 Fire Liches, each capable of a fake God-level attack. He once valued the Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence greatly. But now, with the Poison God’s corpse in hand and an abundant supply of Poison God’s Blood Essence, its importance had faded. Antares spoke in a low rumble, “The first deal is complete. You’ve passed my test. Now we can discuss the real deal.” Before he could continue, Lin Moyu interrupted, “Antares, before that, I have questions.” “More questions?” Antares grunted, “My answers aren’t free. They’ll serve as a down payment for our next deal.” Lin Moyu shook his head, “No. That won’t do.” Antares suddenly erupted with a violent aura, his massive eyes locking onto Lin Moyu. He wanted to see what gave Lin Moyu the audacity to speak to him like that. His breath raged more fiercely than the storms of the Wind-Lightning Continent. "Little bastard! Do you even know who you're talking to? No one dares bargain with me!" But Lin Moyu remained calm, “Maybe not before. But now, someone has.” “You say I passed your test. But you haven’t passed mine.” Antares paused, then burst out laughing, “Your test? What test?” Lin Moyu asked, “Aren’t you supposed to know everything?” Antares snorted, proud, “Naturally. There’s nothing in this world I don’t know.” Lin Moyu shook his head, “During our first deal, I asked you a question. The answer you gave me was wrong.” “Therefore, I can’t trust the answers you give me. That’s why the second deal is on hold.” Antares roared, “Impossible! I have never been wrong!” Lin Moyu saw the reaction and pressed on, “Then what if you are?” Antares loomed closer, speaking gravely, “If I’m wrong, I’ll answer all your questions from now on. But if you try to deceive me, I’ll eat you.” “It’s a deal. No backing out.” “It’s a deal!” Antares said, brimming with confidence. He had lived for countless years. Even before the founding of the Shenxia Empire, he had existed. His main body was stuck in the heart of the core area, but through countless avatars, he had witnessed the rise and fall of history and the relentless passage of time. He was certain there was nothing he didn’t know. Then, Lin Moyu drew out a bottle filled with black powder, “You know what this is, right?” Antares’s eyes narrowed. Then, with a sudden jolt, he recoiled, “Putrid Corpse Poison!” Though his massive body stayed still, his eyes were full of caution. Even he feared it. Lin Moyu had expected that he would recognize the poison. The Putrid Corpse Poison had been extracted from Dongfang Yao’s mother by Medicine God Shu, and it was low-grade. “Last time, you told me Putrid Corpse Poison is incurable, didn’t you?” “Of course.” Antares said without hesitation, “It comes from a forbidden skill. No cure exists.” Lin Moyu uncorked the bottle. Antares backed away, visibly alarmed. “What are you doing?” Lin Moyu smiled, “Watch.” He poured the black powder into his bare hand. Antares’s eyes went wide, his large head struggling to comprehend what he was seeing. “Are you mad? You’ll die!” Lin Moyu shook his head, “Just wait.” After a moment, he frowned, “Why isn’t it working?” Only then did he realize—he was immune to all abnormal statuses and had 100% poison elemental immunity. The Putrid Corpse Poison had no effect on him. Antares stared in disbelief, “Why... why aren’t you poisoned? Is this poison fake? That’s impossible!” “I’ll show you.” Lin Moyu, now understanding the situation, reluctantly summoned a skeleton and sprinkled the poison on it. He hadn’t intended to use a skeleton. After all, with his Focus Power skill, he could replicate the Lich General’s skill and cure himself. But in the end, it was the only way for the demonstration to proceed. The skeleton was instantly afflicted. Black fumes—the telltale sign of Putrid Corpse Poison—rose from its bones. Lin Moyu asked, “My skeleton is poisoned, correct?” Still stunned, Antares nodded, “Correct.” Lin Moyu then summoned a Lich General. A flash of white light enveloped the skeleton, and the poison vanished. Its bones returned white again, free of any traces of the poison. Antares blinked repeatedly. “This... this is impossible. This is impossible.” He repeated himself, refusing to accept what he’d seen. “The facts are in front of you.” Lin Moyu said calmly, “The so-called incurable poison, you just saw my summon neutralize it.” “I was going to test it on myself, but I can’t be poisoned anymore.” Antares stared at him, “Right... why not?” “My passive skill grants complete immunity to abnormal statuses.” Lin Moyu explained, “And my poison immunity is at 100%.” Antares let out a strangled cry, “That’s impossible! No human can reach 100%! The cap is 90%!” Lin Moyu shrugged, “Looks like there’s still a lot you don’t know.”