Kill one monster, stack one poison, and I alone will poison my way across the world!

Inside the blacksmith's shop, the furnace fire still burned brightly.

Jiang Buyu was stunned for a moment, not expecting Su Chen to agree so quickly.

He glanced at Su Chen and said, "You agreed so readily. Linglong, why don't you go with him?"

"All right."

Linglong threw a half-finished steel billet into the cooling tank, making a piercing "hissing" sound.

White steam rose up.

She forcefully ripped off her coarse cloth apron and grabbed a gray leather armor, putting it on.

"I'm telling you, you'd better actually have some skills."

As Linglong stuffed several bottles of red life potion into the slot of her belt, she looked Su Chen up and down with a suspicious gaze.

"Since Master has given the order, I have no choice but to go with you. But if I find out you're a useless piece of trash who can't even deal 1000 damage, and you delay my blacksmithing progress..."

Linglong grabbed a heavy, dark gold-grade crossbow, slung it over her shoulder, and said in a sharp tone, "I will definitely leave you alone in the dungeon to feed the monsters."

Su Chen pursed his lips speechlessly.

This little girl really treats blacksmithing like her life depends on it.

That's good, though. People with such strong goals are much easier to get along with than those scheming scions of wealthy families.

"Let's go, let's hurry."

Su Chen ignored her warning, turned around, lifted the curtain, and went out.

The two hired a Didi Hitch car and drove to Wan Gu Long Yuan, a suburb of Gaoshan City.

The scenery outside the car window gradually changed from dilapidated city buildings to a dense black jungle.

The temperature in the air began to drop, and an indescribable sense of oppression spread.

Inside the carriage, Linglong sat in the back row, constantly fiddling with the crossbow in her hand.

"Hey, let me give you a heads-up."

Looking at the dark forest outside the window, Linglong's previously irritable expression subsided somewhat, and her eyes became a little serious.

"The Myriad Bones Dragon Abyss is different from ordinary dungeons."

"It's not some cat or dog inside, it's a dragon."

Su Chen tilted his head slightly.

"To be precise, most of them are dragon servants, while the BOSS is a dragon."

Linglong's voice lowered, "Dragons have thick skin and flesh, extremely high magic resistance, and ridiculously high strength."

"The boss at the deepest part is called the Ancient Bone Dragon. On Nightmare difficulty, its attributes are ridiculously high."

Linglong took a deep breath, as if recalling some unpleasant scene.

"Last month, the West Sea Dragon Guild sent a five-person elite team of level 35 to farm materials. The team was well-equipped: one shield warrior, two fire mages, one assassin, and one priest."

"And the result?"

Su Chen asked.

"Total annihilation."

Linglong uttered two words.

"The shield warrior couldn't even withstand a tail strike from that dragon. He and his shield were smashed into a pulp. The priest didn't even finish casting a healing spell before being melted by the dragon's breath. The remaining few were trampled into pieces by that old dragon."

Linglong turned her head and stared intently at Su Chen.

"That dragon's magic resistance is ridiculously high. Ordinary fire and ice spells can't even leave a white mark on it."

"So, kid, what's your profession? You're not carrying any heavy weapons, are you a mage? Which element? Lightning or light?"

In the common sense of professionals, only lightning spells with extremely strong penetrating power or light spells with holy purification effects can effectively damage such dragon creatures with high magic resistance and high armor.

Su Chen leaned back in his chair, looking into Linglong's inquisitive eyes.

"I'm a little mage who uses poison."

Su Chen stated a fact in a calm tone.

The carriage was silent for three seconds.

The SUV ran over a rock and bounced.

"What?"

Linglong suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, or that the engine of the SUV was too loud for her to hear clearly.

"Poison. A master of deadly poison."

Su Chen repeated it again.

Linglong's eyes slowly widened, and Su Chen's calm face was reflected in her pupils.

Then, she slammed her hand on the car door.

"Stop the car! Stop the car right now!"

The driver slammed on the brakes, and the SUV slid for more than ten meters on the muddy road covered with fallen leaves before coming to a sudden stop.

Linglong pushed open the car door, jumped out, and turned to walk back.

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Linglong cursed as she walked, "A poison mage? Going to fight an ancient skeletal dragon?"

"Do you know that dragons are born with extremely high magic resistance and are immune to most toxins? The little bit of poison you're using on it is like giving it a medicinal bath!"

"You're going to your death! And you're dragging me down with you!"

"I'm not going! At worst, I'll get a scolding from my master when I get back, but that's better than risking my life for this idiot!"

She walked very fast, the medicine bottle at her waist making a crisp sound as it clattered.

Su Chen's lips twitched slightly.

That's when they got really anxious.

That makes sense, though; poison attacks against dragons are definitely like scraping the surface of a wound.

Su Chen opened the car door and followed at a leisurely pace.

"Wait a moment."

He didn't reach out to pull her, but stopped a few steps behind her.

Linglong ignored him completely and walked faster and faster.

"Aren't you afraid Master Craftsman Will Angry?"

Su Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly in the quiet woods.

Linglong paused for a moment.

"As you just said, those people who volunteered to collect materials ended up as fertilizer."

Su Chen watched her retreating figure, his tone still calm, "Since your master sent you with me, do you think he's the kind of person who would casually send his disciple to their death?"

Linglong turned around.

Her expression shifted between light and dark.

Although Jiang Buyu has an eccentric temper, he would never joke about her life.

Since Master agreed to let this poison-using sorcerer go to the Ten Thousand Bones Dragon Abyss, does this kid really have some trump card?

But how can a poison mage fight a bone dragon?

This completely violates basic common sense for professionals.

Linglong bit her lip, her gaze sweeping back and forth over Su Chen.

"OK."

She took a deep breath, strode back to the SUV, opened the door, and got in.

"Then let's go in and take a look."

Linglong stared coldly at Su Chen through the car window.

"But let me make this clear: if things turn sour, I'll run for my life. You'd better be faster than me."

"Don't expect me to collect your corpse."

Su Chen smiled, opened the other car door, and got in.

"Don't worry, I'm not used to bothering others."

The off-road vehicle started up again, the roar of the engine tearing apart the silence of the forest.