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

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Woma Warriors has turned green.

puff.

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The Woma warriors have also turned green.

After applying the poison, Lin Mu stopped crawling. He rolled out from under the monster's crotch, took off running, and created distance. The two monsters chased after him, their heads bobbing with -15, -15, -15.

Lin Mu ran a short distance, glanced back, saw the poison was almost gone, and turned back. The Woma Warrior raised its fork to stab him, but Lin Mu crawled between its legs again. As the Woma Warrior looked down to search for him, Lin Mu had already circled behind it and delivered a finishing blow. Then he continued crawling and running.

He kept going back and forth like this, crawling between their legs, applying poison, running away, waiting for the poison to take effect, and then crawling back to finish them off. The two monsters were completely disoriented by him, swinging their forks and hammers for ages without even touching the hem of his clothes.

Eight minutes later, the Woma Warrior fell first. The Woma Warrior held on for a while longer before collapsing to the ground as well.

Experience gained: 400

Experience gained: 420

Lin Mu leaned against the wall to catch his breath, then went over to examine the body.

"This place has a pretty good reputation."

The Woma Warrior didn't drop anything. The Woma Soldier, however, had a necklace lying there.

Lin Mu picked it up and took a look.

[Phoenix Pearl: Accuracy +1, Taoist Skill 1-2, Requires Level 17]

Ordinary goods.

It's not very useful, I'll keep it for now.

Lin Mu continued walking forward. He hadn't gone far when a ball of orange-red light appeared around the corner ahead—not a torch, but emitted by the monster itself.

He peeked out from the wall.

A Flame Worma. Its entire body is orange-red, its skin like a red-hot iron block, with dark red light flowing through its patterns. Two broad, fleshy wings on its back are folded. Its mouth opens and closes, revealing a burning flame deep within its throat.

Lin Mu gripped his iron sword tightly and used the same trick again, bypassing the enemy from the side.

The Flame Worm spotted him as soon as it approached, abruptly turning around and igniting a ball of fire in its throat. Before it could unleash its flames, Lin Mu rolled to the ground and slipped past it from its side. A streak of fire grazed his back, slammed into the wall, and a wave of heat washed over him.

Taking advantage of the Flame Worm's attack gap, he hurriedly got up, circled around behind the Flame Worm, and thrust his sword at it.

puff.

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Flame Worma trembled, and a gray-green light spread out. -15, -15, -15... floated above its head.

But the Flame Worm's counterattack was faster than the previous two monsters. Before Lin Mu could even run away, flames erupted from its mouth, and its fleshy wings flapped violently, sending a wave of heat and sparks exploding in all directions. Lin Mu was pushed back two steps, several holes burned into his clothes.

The Flame Worm turned around again, and with a push of its legs, its heavy body leaped into the air. Its fleshy wings flapped rapidly as it soared into the air, opened its mouth, and a fireball, trailing a fiery tail, slammed down before crashing back to the ground with a "plop." The sight was somewhat comical.

A round, orange-red ball of flesh, flapping its wings and hopping around, like a toad that's been burned.

But Lin Mu had no time to laugh at this moment. The fireball crashed to the ground, exploding into a shower of sparks. The rubble turned red-hot, and the heat made his face sting.

He found this thing much more troublesome than the Woma Warriors. The flames shot far and covered a large area, and the Flame Woma could turn very quickly, unlike the Woma Warriors which could easily get behind it.

Even worse was the temperature; even if you weren't directly sprayed, the heatwave from several steps away made your face burn.

Lin Mu ran around it twice, his hair sizzling and crackling from the heat, emitting a burnt smell. His lips were chapped and dry, and his throat felt like it was blocked by a burning ember. He licked his lips as he ran, but his tongue remained dry.

He dared not approach, only managing to rush forward and stab the Flame Worm during a brief lull in its fire-breathing, then immediately retreat. The Flame Worm's health didn't drop quickly, with each poison attack dealing 15 points of damage, but it had 2300 health, so it would take quite a while to defeat it.

After struggling for seven or eight minutes, the flames of the Flame Worm grew weaker and weaker, spewing out only clusters of sparks. Its leaps and bounds also became smaller and smaller, until finally it just symbolically kicked its legs, flapped its fleshy wings a couple of times, and landed back down.

Finally, the Flame Worm fell and lay still.

Experience gained: 450

Chapter 37 Poisoning Techniques and the Woma Guardians

Lin Mu plopped down on the ground, panting heavily. A clump of his hair was singed, his face was flushed red from the heat, his lips were cracked, and his throat felt like it was stuffed with sandpaper. He pulled out his water bottle and took a big gulp before he felt alive again.

The passageway meandered like a maze, with more and more branching paths, but the monsters weren't too dense; they were dealt with one by one, so it was quite safe.

Occasionally, someone would pass by at the other end of the passage and see Lin Mu fighting monsters alone. They would only glance at him with a hint of admiration in their eyes—this little Taoist priest is truly brave. But no one stopped, and no one tried to steal his monsters.

These mobs don't drop anything good; killing them is purely for experience. Low-level characters don't have much gear either; many can't even afford many potions. Killing and stealing monsters for a little experience, even with cursed weapons, isn't worth it. Furthermore, if someone sees you and confirms you're a murderer, the government will mark you with a red name (indicating serious consequences).

Most of the day later.

Experience gained: 420

A flash of golden light.

Congratulations on reaching level 14!

[Level: 14]

Experience: 130/30000

HP: 82/82

[MP: 67/67]

……

Lin Mu let out a long breath, feeling a sudden itch on his scalp. He reached up and touched it, and his scorched hair fell down in a rustling sound, while new hair sprouted from his scalp, short and fluffy.

"Upgrade is great. Although my hairstyle has changed, at least I haven't gone bald."

He leaned against the corner of the wall and glanced at the status bar.

Upon reaching level 14, one's attributes also improve.

攻击多了1-1，从5-12涨到6-13。

道术也多了1-1，从1-15涨到2-16。

Not much, but enough.

He took out the book "Poisoning Techniques" from his storage bag and opened it. The skill book transformed into a beam of light and entered his brow.

He closed his eyes and sensed that some knowledge about how to use the powder and how to imbue it with magic appeared in his mind.

Then he opened his skill bar to check, only to be shocked to find that arsenic was gone, and the Poisoning Technique was also missing.

Instead, it was given an unfamiliar name: [Deadly Poison Technique].

Lin Mu paused for a moment, rubbed his eyes, and looked at it again.

The arsenic is gone.

His prized skill is gone.

"Damn it..." Lin Mu cursed, feeling a bit regretful. If he had known that learning the poison technique would neutralize the arsenic, he wouldn't have been so hasty.

But what could he do now that he had already learned it? He rummaged through his storage bag and found the packet of gray powder belonging to the female Taoist priest he had been intimate with before, then put it on.

Let's try this thing out first and see how it works. Judging from the name, it should be more powerful than ordinary poisoning techniques.

He walked back along the passage and soon found a hair-killer – the Flame Worm.

The creature was crouching in the corner, its wings folded, the flame in its throat flickering.

Lin Mu stood at a distance, took out a handful of gray powder, and sprinkled it towards the Flame Worm.

The gray powder dispersed in the air like a cloud of gray mist, drifting towards Flame Worma. The moment Flame Worma touched the powder, its body was instantly enveloped in a layer of green light, and -16, -16, -16... floated above its head.

Lin Mu's blue bar also dropped from 59 to 39.

The Flame Worm flapped its wings and walked towards him. It didn't walk fast, but it wasn't slow either, gathering fire in its mouth as it went.

Lin Mu took a few steps back, maintaining a safe distance. The Flame Worm chased after him for a few steps, then jumped up and breathed again, but still couldn't reach him. It landed back on the ground, then chased again, jumped again, and breathed again.

The chase continued intermittently, with Lin Mu always remaining outside the range of the fireball's impact. The Flame Worm could never even touch the hem of his clothes. The poison wound above his head twitched, -16, -16, -16…

Lin Mu stood at a distance, staring at the numbers that popped up above its head, silently counting them in his mind.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes. The green light disappeared.

Lin Mu grinned as he thought.

Exactly three minutes. This wasn't ordinary poisoning, but an enhanced version. And unlike arsenic, it didn't require close-quarters combat.

He stood at a distance and sprinkled another handful of powder.

The Flame Worm turned green again, continuing to bounce around, still out of reach of him.

Lin Mu also tried the yellow powder, but found it useless, because the increased damage from the red poison was completely ineffective if he didn't go up and perform additional attacks such as slashing.

Once it was no longer poisonous, I continued using it, and a few more minutes passed.

Experience gained: 450

Lin Mu didn't even break a sweat during this battle with the Flame Worm.

他兴奋地搓了搓手，从乾坤袋里把那把道术+1的木剑换上。攻击从6-13掉到3-9，但道术从2-16涨到2-17。

17 points of Taoist magic. He thought about the Taoist's Woma equipment.

[Platinum Ring, Taoist Skill 0-4, requires Taoist Skill 17]

If I could find a platinum ring, I could wear it right away.

Just then, a shadow flashed past around the corner ahead.

Lin Mu slowed his pace and peeked out from the wall.

That thing was a head taller than the Woma warrior, its body covered in black and white stripes like tattoos. In its left hand it held a broadsword, resembling the high-level weapon Well Moon, and in its right hand a slender, serrated sword, standing there motionless.

Woma Guardian. He actually ran into this.

Lin Mu hid around the corner, watching the towering figure of the Woma Guardian, his heart pounding faster.

12000 HP, 30-80 attack, 12-50 defense. If this thing gets close, one hit will kill him. But he doesn't need to get close now.

Lin Mu immediately took out a handful of gray powder and sprinkled it towards the Woma Guardian.

After applying the medicine, Lin Mu quickly pulled out a medium-sized magic potion and drank it down. His mana bar slowly started to recover. He needed to stay at full health to fight the boss, otherwise he would have to fight if someone came and stole the monster.