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

He clapped his hands, turned to the crowd and said, "Don't be discouraged, this is a fake BOSS. There's another one inside. Keep clearing them out."

The team rallied and continued their advance, eventually finding the second Yellow Springs Cult Leader in the deeper shadows.

We'll use the same method as before: start with red and green poison, summon three minions to engage, and then everyone should keep their distance and deal damage.

The second Yellow Springs Cult Leader also didn't last long before collapsing forward and turning into a pile of ashes.

However, this time there were significantly more items than before, with dozens scattered on the ground.

The Judgment Staff, the Dragon Pattern Sword, and the Woma and Zuma jewelry are all top-tier items with +3 and +4 attributes.

Lin Mu glanced down at the items but didn't reach for them. He simply instructed his adjutant to gather them to his side, then turned to the others and said, "I don't want these items either, but these are the only valuable pieces, and we can't just give them away to anyone, since everyone contributed. Let's have an internal team auction. Everyone can compete fairly. If you see equipment you want, you can bid. I'll keep the gold coins from the auction, and then we'll split them equally after everything is auctioned off."

He paused for a moment, picked up the dragon-patterned sword with the Daoist skill level 11, and weighed it in his hand. "Now, we'll auction off this dragon-patterned sword with the Daoist skill level 11. Anyone who wants it can place a bid, and those who want to share the gold coins can wait until all the coins are auctioned off before dividing them equally."

The group paused for a few moments, as if going over the words in their minds again to make sure they hadn't misheard.

Someone reacted first, their voice tinged with uncertainty: "1 gold coins!"

Someone immediately followed:

"265,000!"

"265,000!"

The price climbed steadily, with shouts of bidding echoing throughout the cave. In the end, the Dragon Pattern Sword was sold to an old Taoist priest for 5 gold coins.

His fingers trembled slightly as he took the sword. He examined it several times, unable to suppress the smile on his face. "I've never used such a good weapon in my life. It's really worth it."

Several Taoist priests who hadn't managed to get a picture were kicking themselves. One of them muttered, "I should have brought more gold coins; the price is half of what it is on the market..."

The person next to him patted him on the shoulder but didn't say anything.

Before long, all the equipment was auctioned off. Lin Mu counted the gold coins in front of everyone and then divided them equally among the people, with each person receiving 25,000 gold coins.

Some people counted the gold coins in their hands, their brows and eyes relaxing, as if they hadn't counted their money bags so easily in a long time.

The members of Canghai Camp nodded in agreement. Someone said, "The Heavenly Venerable's method of distribution is good. We can get real benefits for our efforts, and we don't have to worry about being swallowed up."

The person next to him chimed in: "In the past, many team leaders would say it would be split equally, but after the battle, when it came time to settle accounts, all the good stuff went into their own pockets, and we, who put in the effort, didn't get a penny. We even had to pay for our own travel expenses and supplies."

Lin Mu didn't respond, but he understood.

He encountered many people like this when he played Legend of Mir. They would say they would split the loot equally during group activities, or that they would say they would split the loot equally if the leader picked it up. But after waiting all night, they would disappear without a trace.

Lin Mu thought for a moment and then added, "From now on, whenever good equipment comes out, we should follow this rule. Do you all think it's okay? What should be distributed should be distributed, and what should be sold should be sold. Nobody should be greedy."

The group exchanged glances, some nodding, others loosening their clenched hands, as if the defenses accumulated over the years were slowly and gradually dismantled by these words.

In this way, Lin Mu led the team to clear the Bone Demon Cave in just one day.

Lin Mu led the group to rest briefly before leaving. Sunlight streamed in through the cave entrance, illuminating the passageways and halls that had just been cleared.

When Lin Mu stepped out of the cave, he stretched and patted the dust off his robes.

When they returned to the camp, Gu Qingyi's construction team had almost finished building the temporary base.

The tents were neatly set up, the supplies were stacked according to category, the stakes and ropes were pulled taut, and the location of the cooking fire was also chosen appropriately, so that when the wind blew from the direction of the bay, the smoke was carried away from the camp area.

Gu Qingyi stood in the center of the camp, holding the sketch that had been repeatedly reviewed. She added a few new annotations to the side, as if she was gradually gathering and categorizing the information that had just been fed back from the field, waiting to use it again during the next adjustment.

When Lin Mu led the team back from the direction of the Bone Demon Cave, she had just folded the blueprints and put them into her sleeve.

She looked up and saw Lin Mu, paused for a moment, then glanced at the Canghai Guards behind him who were returning to their ranks one after another with calm expressions. Seemingly surprised, she asked, "Why are you back now? Was the Bone Demon Cave too difficult, and you had to withdraw to rest?"

Lin Mu walked up to her, patted the dust off his robes, and said calmly, "We've cleared the level. The Yellow Spring Cult Leader has been killed. We left a small team inside to level up, and the rest of you should retreat and rest before moving on to the next location."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingyi paused, holding the newly folded sketch in her hand. She looked up at him, as if to confirm her words again: "You've cleared the game? It's only the second day. If you take away the time spent traveling, you've only spent less than a day fighting monsters in the cave. That's too fast!"

Lin Mu stood in front of her, smiled slightly, and offered no explanation.

The curve of his lips wasn't large, but his expression clearly said: You don't even know who's leading this team.

……

Two days later, Lin Mu led everyone to the Bull Demon Temple.

This time, Gu Qingyi and Chunxing also came along.

Last time, Lin Mu led everyone to clear the Bone Demon Cave so quickly, but Gu Qingyi missed it. This time, she temporarily entrusted the construction of the camp to Cai Ling and came herself. Anyway, it will be completed quickly at the current pace.

Chunxing followed beside her, clutching a newly replaced bone and jade scepter in her hand. She walked with a faster pace than usual, as if she was also looking forward to this mission.

The Bull Demon Temple is very similar to the Woma Temple; it is also a maze. The walls are also engraved with patterns and murals whose origins are no longer discernible. It seems that someone once made offerings in this temple a long time ago, but the offerings disappeared, leaving only these empty passages and stone chambers, waiting for new footsteps to fill them again.

Based on his years of gaming experience, Lin Mu quickly led everyone around the first six levels of the maze, navigating the winding stone paths and side roads without making a single mistake.

Someone following behind whispered, "It's like the Celestial Venerable has been here before." The person next to him didn't reply, but quickened his pace to catch up with the group.

The moment Lin Mu led everyone into the seventh-floor Bull Demon Hall, their view suddenly opened up completely.

This is an incredibly grand stone palace, with no more winding corridors. The entire space is open and spacious, with a tall stone dome hanging high overhead.

Chapter 340 The Bull Demon King and Generations of Explorers

The ground was covered with thick, mottled, grayish-yellow boulders, with cracks from being chopped and hacked, and dried, blackened bloodstains everywhere—traces of countless battles.

Several thick, giant stone pillars stand staggered, supporting the entire dome. The pillars are covered with ancient and rugged reliefs of the Minotaur tribe, depicting scenes of Minotaur warriors in battle, and are covered with a thick layer of dust.

There were no torches in the hall, only a dim, eerie red fire seeping from the cracks in the rock walls, casting a hazy glow that permeated the surroundings, leaving most of the area shrouded in heavy shadow.

The air was stifling and hot, thick with the stench of rocks, dust, and the stench of demons. Lin Mu glanced around the entrance, making sure nothing was missed, then turned to the group behind him and said, "Random scrolls are prohibited here. Once you're in, you can only move in and out on foot. There are no narrow passages to maneuver around. Keep your distance, clear out the smaller monsters first, and don't rush to get close to the central altar."

And so, Lin Mu directed everyone, letting the summoned creatures lead the way, with everyone else following behind as they cleared the way.

Divine beasts and skeletons led the way, with the Moon Spirit hovering in mid-air providing ranged support. The warriors of the Canghai Guard covered the flanks, while mages and Taoists followed behind to provide stable damage output.

Although the Bull Demon General and the Bull Demon Priest put up a slightly tougher fight than the monsters in the Bone Demon Cave, they did not pose a significant threat with the help of the group. One by one, they were pushed back into the shadows and turned into the remains that were being swallowed up by the earth.

As the monsters were cleared out, the view gradually opened up, and the outline of the stone altar in the center of the hall became clearer and clearer.

Finally, they saw the final boss of the Bull Demon Temple in the center of the altar: the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King stood tall and imposing, with a bull's head and a human body. A pair of thick, jet-black horns curved and spread out to the sides, their tips gleaming with a cold, sharp light. His bull-headed face was ferocious, and his body was covered in heavy, gilded armor. Deep blue sashes hung from his shoulder armor, fluttering gently in the eerie breeze of the hall. Through the gaps in the armor, bulging, reddish-brown muscles were faintly visible. He gripped a heavy, broad-backed longsword in both hands; the blade was wide and solid, its cold gleam intimidating.

The Bull Demon King stood steadily on the stone altar in the center of the hall.

Lin Mu knew that this Bull Demon King could teleport. Once the battle turned against him, it would disappear in a flash of white light and fight again in another place. Its tactics were similar to those of the Woma Cult Leader.

But with his side outnumbering him, he remained calm and followed his old tactics: at a command, the summoned creatures rushed forward to surround the altar, while the mages and Taoists retreated to the outer perimeter, and fire talismans and lightning alternately rained down on the Bull Demon King.

As expected, the Bull Demon King teleported twice, changing its position each time with a flash of white light. However, its movements could not escape the skeleton's senses. Lin Mu led the skeleton to follow the aura and blocked it again in an instant, not giving it any chance to create distance.

After several struggles, the Bull Demon King's health bar finally reached zero, and his massive body crashed to the ground with a thud, shaking the entire altar. As he fell, debris scattered across the ground.

Everyone looked down and saw that most of the jewelry was the familiar Woma and Zuma items. Just as the thought of "it's these again" crossed their minds, someone with sharp eyes whispered, "Look over there..."

Following that gaze, one could see three unfamiliar objects mixed in with the dim light of the weapons on the ground, their shapes and luster unlike any of the older equipment.

But Lin Mu recognized them at a glance: they were Cangyue's three divine weapons: Wrathful Slash, Dragon Fang, and Free and Easy Fan.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, then someone bent down, carefully picked up one of the handfuls, examined it for a while, and then turned to look at Lin Mu, as if waiting for him to speak first.

Lin Mu squatted down, picked up the Angry Slash, weighed it in his hand, then stood up and dusted off his hands: "Same as always, auction within the team, gold coins split equally."

Upon hearing this, everyone smiled knowingly. The three divine weapons were gathered together, and everyone crowded around to examine their attributes. Some people were already silently counting how many gold coins they had left.

This is a uniquely shaped double-edged long-handled battle blade, resembling a double-headed scythe.

【Raging Slash, Attack 12-32, Accuracy +3, Requires Attack Power 46】

It comes with 3 points of accuracy, a stable lower limit for attack, and 6 more points of attack upper limit than the average.

The warriors couldn't help but move forward a few steps. The monsters these days were getting increasingly difficult to deal with, often resulting in a "miss" with a single strike. With this thing, their hit rate would be much more stable, making the fight much smoother.

Looking at the Free and Easy Fan again, many people recognized it; Lin Mu usually carried it. Everyone originally thought it was an exclusive weapon passed down from the Celestial Venerable, but they didn't expect that the BOSS could also drop the same one.

【Free and Easy Fan, Attack 5-13, Taoist Magic 4-15, Luck +1, Requires Level 35】

The upper limit of Taoist magic has increased by 5 points compared to before. Although it is not as good as Lin Mu's sword, it is much better than the Dragon Pattern Sword. If I go back to Bichon to level up, I might be able to break through 20 points of Taoist magic.

The Taoist priest who had previously bid on the Dao 11 Dragon Pattern Sword now had a somewhat complicated expression. The person next to him glanced at him, said nothing, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Finally, there's the Dragon Fang. This thing doesn't look like a knife or a sword; it's more like a dragon's fang that's been pulled out. The blade is slightly curved inward, and the whole thing is a dark blue-green color. A dark red beast tooth pendant hangs from the end of the hilt.

[Dragon Fang, Attack 10-18, Magic 3-12, Accuracy +5, Requires 28 Magic]

It increases the maximum magic power by 6 points and also adds 5 points to accuracy. It's an extremely rare item; all three pieces are extremely rare.

After all the other items were inventoried, the auction officially began, and everyone was eager to participate.

The furious slash was won by Gu Qingyi, the wealthiest person in the entire arena, for 15 gold coins. She held it in her hand and looked at it over and over again, finding it more and more pleasing to the eye each time.

Another Taoist priest snatched the Free and Easy Fan for 7 gold coins and was overjoyed.

However, a small incident occurred in the middle.

At this moment, another Taoist priest nearby, who was eyeing the fan with envy, leaned over and whispered, "Brother, are you selling this fan? When we get back to Bichon, I'll give you 150,000 gold coins, how about it?"

The Taoist priest who slapped the carefree fan didn't even raise his head, just shook his head while holding the fan in his hand, completely ignoring him.

The Taoist priest's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, adding another sum: "Two hundred thousand! Isn't that high enough?"

The Taoist priest shook his head again, pulling the Free and Easy Fan closer to his chest, his tone brimming with barely suppressed smugness: "Not for sale. In the whole world, besides the one in the hands of the Heavenly Venerable, only this Free and Easy Fan of mine remains. When we return to Bichon, I'll hold it in my hand, and I'll be the second Heavenly Venerable. Can your 20 coins buy that kind of glory?"

The Taoist priest was speechless after being choked by his words, feeling a tightness in his chest. He sullenly curled his lip and said, "Hmph, the Bull Demon King isn't just going to drop this once. He'll definitely drop it again in the future. I'll have it then too. Who cares about yours?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head away and stopped looking at the fan, but his eyes still darted over there out of the corner of his eye.

The Taoist priest ignored him and looked down at the fan in his hand, gently unfolding and closing it as if to confirm that it was truly in his hand.

In no time at all, the dragon tooth was auctioned off.

Lin Mu bid 10 gold coins for it and then immediately gave it to Chunxing.

Chunxing accepted the dragon tooth with both hands, her eyes filled with joy. She looked up at Lin Mu and said softly, "Thank you, son-in-law."

After saying that, he turned to look at Gu Qingyi, his eyes shining: "Sister Qingyi, shall we go find a few monsters later and test the power of this weapon?"

Gu Qingyi smiled and nodded in agreement: "Alright, let's see the actual power of this divine weapon."

After this battle, the Bone Demon Cave and the Bull Demon Temple, the two BOSS lairs, were completely cleared by the group.

"There's also a Corpse Demon Cave," someone mentioned from the side.

Lin Mu waved his hand, his expression indifferent: "That place is just for leveling up, there are no bosses there, I have no interest in going there."