Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

He leaned against the window, glancing occasionally at the point of light in his mind; the person from before hadn't followed him.

But he was still worried, so he waited another night.

The next day at dawn, the light was still quiet, and the person still hadn't appeared.

It seems they really haven't been following me anymore.

However, he didn't just wait idly that day.

He first took out the newly bought skill book.

"Spiritual Revelation" requires level 26.

As I turned the pages, they rustled and turned into tiny specks of light that seeped into my brow.

A cool sensation spread from between my brows, and I gained some clarity. It was as if I used to see things through a thin mist, but now that the mist has dissipated, I can see them much more clearly.

Then he poured the 47 bottles of blessing oil onto the Wuji staff one by one.

The amber liquid flowed down the stick, evenly covering every inch of the wood grain. The oil slowly seeped in, but the stick did not develop an unusual luster.

[Wishing you failure].

One more bottle, two more bottles, three more bottles...

[Wishing you failure].

[Wishing you failure].

……

Lin Mu continued pouring without expression; this was the 12th bottle.

He watched as the oil slowly seeped into the Wuji Staff, giving the staff a faint sheen before disappearing.

Your weapon has been blessed!

He quickly glanced at the attributes.

[Luck +2].

Good, continue. He unscrewed another bottle and poured some more.

Your weapon is cursed!

Weapon attribute: [Luck +1].

Damn it, I just added luck, and it's gone back to normal.

He gritted his teeth and collapsed again.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

Failure, failure, failure...

One by one, the oil bottles were emptied, and finally, when there were only a few bottles left, the stick flashed twice.

Your weapon has been blessed!

Your weapon has been blessed!

Wuji Staff: [Luck +3].

Lin Mu let out a long breath, looked at the row of empty bottles on the table, and then at the last bottle of oil in his Qiankun bag. He knew that if he got lucky, he would definitely get cursed, so he decided not to take the risk at the last minute.

The Wuji Staff grants +3 luck, and the Lantern Necklace grants +2 luck, bringing the total to +5 luck.

He stood up and stretched his limbs.

This was a superior room, and no one would come in unless the guest gave the order. But Lin Mu was still worried, so he opened the door and called out into the corridor, "Waiter!"

Footsteps thumped around him, and the waiter poked his head out from the stairwell, a smile plastered on his face, and trotted over: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Lin Mu took out a silver coin and tossed it to him: "I'm going into seclusion to meditate, don't disturb me."

The waiter took the silver coins, readily agreed, and then jogged downstairs.

Lin Mu then closed the door, bolted it again, took out the teleportation ring from his Qiankun bag, put it on, closed his eyes, and with a thought, moved his mind.

Fit.

The skull transformed into silvery-white specks of light and surged toward him, its bone armor enveloping his body layer by layer.

He opened his eyes, raised the Wuji Staff, and a protective talisman attached to the staff ignited with orange-red flames. Then, he cast an invisibility spell, and his body became semi-transparent.

He then took out a large magic potion from his belt, unscrewed the cap, and poured it down, letting the blue bar slowly rise.

With everything prepared, he took a deep breath and made a mental decision.

Transmit.

A prompt appeared in my mind: 【Please select teleport coordinates】

He chose, [2. The Demon Sealing Hall, 1867/1578].

With a "whoosh," a flash of white light, and the inn room in front of them disappeared.

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet gave way, and he was violently pushed forward by an invisible force.

When the white light dissipated, he was already standing deep inside the Demon Sealing Hall, surrounded by thick, purplish-black demonic energy.

Chapter 170 Spiritual Revelation

The flames from the protective talisman on the Wuji Staff couldn't reach very far. But Lin Mu didn't need to look; he closed his eyes, and the small map provided by the skull clearly appeared in his mind.

The display showed several constantly lit spots of light moving toward him within a 50-meter radius; these were wedge moths.

He opened his eyes, and with a thought, he appeared.

With a flash of white light, he disappeared from his spot and landed in an area without any constantly lit spots.

He steadied himself and carefully looked around.

Here are a group of Zuma monsters and horned flies in stone statue form. The grayish-white stone skin of the statues gleams coldly in the eerie green firelight, and they remain motionless.

Only after confirming that there were no wedge moths around did he calm down and carefully examine the mini-map.

He glanced at the minimap; there were a few bright spots flashing, but none were nearly as bright as the cult leader.

Judging from the brightness of these light spots, it should be a top-tier Zuma monster.

It's been over a month since I last defeated the Rainbow Demon Lord, and the Rainbow Demon Lord's respawn time is just too long.

He glanced again at the direction leading to the Purgatory Corridor, where two brighter points of light were mixed with the points of light from several top-tier Zuma monsters, flashing intermittently.

Lin Mu cursed inwardly, "It's definitely that sixth brother who blocked the door again."

At this moment, the five-second flash cooldown had expired, and with a thought, he flashed directly towards the door.

A flash of white light, then another, then another…

After several attempts, he landed steadily at the entrance to the Purgatory Corridor.

The two brighter spots of light were right in front of him.

An evil serpent was coiled on the left side of the door frame, its dark green scales gleaming coldly in the firelight, and its four pincers snapping.

On the right side of the door frame, several gray-white stone statues squatted there, and it was impossible to tell which one was the Zuma Guard Captain, which one was the top-tier Zuma Guard, and which one was the ordinary Zuma Guard.

What? You're saying he's learned about spiritual revelation now? Just look at his health bar from the past.

No, no, no, the Mind Revelation skill cannot be used to detect monsters whose level is much higher than yours.

But he still wanted to give it a try, since the spiritual enlightenment the instructor spoke of in this world seemed somewhat different from what was in the game.

He raised his hand, and a faint blue light flew out from the top of the Wuji Staff, landing on the first statue of the Zuma Guardian.

No response.

He tried no less than ten times, and even changed the target, but there was still no response.

Lin Mu frowned, put away the Wuji Staff, and stood still, the instructor's voice in the lecture hall unconsciously floating into his mind.

"You think we're here to learn theory just to pass exams? That's a very simplistic view. We're here to help you die fewer times on the battlefield."

The instructor stood on the platform, pointing at the words on the blackboard with his pointer, uttering each word slowly and deliberately.

"For some skills, it's not enough to just learn the skill book and know how to use it. You need to know why it can be used, what the principle is, how mental energy works, and how to concentrate your mind. Once you understand these things, the skill will be used smoothly and the success rate will be high."

The instructor paused, his gaze sweeping over the young faces below the stage.

"Therefore, you have to practice and comprehend. Reaching the required level and learning the skill book does not mean you know it. If your target's level is far higher than yours, your success rate will still be greatly reduced, or you may not succeed at all."

Someone in the audience whispered, "What if the target's level is too high?"

The instructor glanced at the man and said calmly, "Practice. There's no other way. Practice until your mental strength surpasses itss, until your will is more stable than itss."

After saying this, he stepped down from the podium and slowly paced through the aisles between the desks, gently tapping his palm with the pointer in his hand.

"What I am about to teach today is the essential technique of the Taoist priest, a revelation of the mind. This technique is neither an offensive or defensive skill, but a crucial method for observing the enemy and oneself, and for knowing both the enemy and oneself."

He stopped and turned to face the students.

"The spiritual seeker uses his own spiritual power to explore the soul of the other, observe the strength of their qi and blood, and discern the deficiency and excess of their internal organs. When performing the technique, the spiritual power should be like a thread, neither too fast nor too fierce, for if too fast, it will break; nor too slow, for if too slow, it will not reach its goal. It should be like a silkworm spinning silk, continuous and unbroken, like mercury spilling onto the ground, penetrating everywhere."

The instructor raised his hand, and a ball of pale blue light condensed at his fingertips. With a gentle flick, the ball of light slowly floated into the air, hovering in mid-air above the classroom.

"When performing the technique, one must concentrate one's mind on a single point. Not on the eyes, not on the palms, but on that thread of perception in the heart. The moment the perception stirs, spiritual power emerges; when spiritual power emerges, a beam of light is formed. Once the beam of light is formed, the enemy's vital energy, strength, weakness, and true or false nature will all be revealed before one's eyes. This is what is meant by seeing through at a glance and knowing with a single glance."

He withdrew his hand, and the blue light slowly dissipated.

"However, this technique has three difficulties. The first difficulty lies in precision; if one's mental strength is insufficient, the beam of light will not be concentrated. The second difficulty lies in stability; if one's mind is not focused, the beam of light will not reach its destination. The third difficulty lies in the environment; if the enemy's level is much higher than one's own, one's mental strength will be blocked, and one will not be able to see anything. Therefore, those who wish to learn this technique should first cultivate their mental strength, then train their mind, and then repeatedly hone their skills in actual combat. Only when all three are mastered can one achieve great success."

Lin Mu snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the gray-white stone statues in front of him.

My level is much lower than theirs, and my skills are not yet proficient enough to detect them.

Let's fight the evil serpent first, and let it be the first to experience what its +5 luck poison looks like.

He took out some medicinal powder, a handful of green poison and a handful of red poison, and sprinkled them over one after the other.

[MP: 214/214 → 94/214]

Two poison attacks cost Lin Mu 120 mana points, that's really a waste.

The evil serpent glowed green and then red, with -42, -42, -42 appearing on its head, and it twisted its body as it walked towards Lin Mu.