The Dao Of Evolution

The Myriad Poisonous Arts, one of the most profound sacred demonic techniques of the ancient era didn't have the most easy training method, in actuality it was one of the most brutal of all the techniques. One must at birth be dipped into different poisonous solutions while not fortifying the body with martial techniques or cultivation, so the toxins can be absorbed and the Myriad Poisonous Body can be formed.

Standing in a ruined shack on the outskirts of the Feng Clan's City Old Fox was holding a small baby over a cauldron of a boiling viscous purple liquid, full of snakes, scorpions and flower petals of the unknown variety. The baby hovering above said cauldron had terror appearing in his eyes and clear signs of unwillingness, struggling against the old man's grip.

With empty eyes Old Fox sighs saying "I'm sorry little one but this isn't going to be easy, but you won't regret it after all this is over."

Then with a swift motions, the baby get dropped into the cauldron, and he's submerged into the liquid as it covers it's head and the creatures swarm into his skin.

Infant screams and cries could be throughout the night as Caleb was having his body tempered, and this was just the beginning, in the liquid Caleb didn't have to worry about a mother's milk as the viscous liquid was full of supplements, and each day Old Fox would different ingredients to keep the toxicity levels rising in the cauldron.

This liquid was to be for the course of five years worth of soaking without leaving the cauldron for a period of seven years thoroughly absorbing 999 different poisons into the body thoroughly changing their constitution to one that suited this Demonic Art.

And with that in mind Old Fox thought wistfully if this one could make it through the horrendous trial of inheriting the legacy he couldn't live up to, with this abandoned child's future and life on the line.