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

Stone scratched his head and said, "Brother Lin should know that wealthy families buy a lot of chickens from farmers and slaughter them at home. Chickens don't attack people unless provoked, so they're easy to kill. Each chicken gives one point of experience, and you can keep killing them until you reach level 3. After level 3, killing chickens no longer gives experience, so you can go kill deer. However, wealthy people can hire help. They can cut down a deer with one hit, and then the helper can kill it instantly. This way, the aggro is still on the leveling alt when the deer dies, and the experience is naturally gained by the alt. But it must be killed in one hit, otherwise the aggro will transfer. This method becomes ineffective when you reach level 10, and then they have to fight it themselves, because hiring help becomes very uneconomical after that."

“However, this is very expensive. To be able to instantly kill a deer with 100 HP, you generally need to be a well-equipped Fire Warrior, like Brother Lin.” He glanced at Lin Mu as he spoke. “No, they are still much weaker than Brother Lin.”

Chapter 42 The Liver King

Amu and Ashui nodded seriously, indicating their agreement.

Amu continued, "Those of us who don't have money, like the ones who can't afford chickens, just get together and go out to hunt deer. It's very difficult and dangerous. But if we kill a deer, we can dig up some venison, which can help us out a little."

Ah Shui whispered, "I heard there used to be wild chickens. That was a long time ago. There was a sorcerer who lived outside Bichon City. His crops were always being ruined by scarecrows, so he used a modified version of the Light of Temptation to tame the wild chickens and let them help the farmers guard their crops. Later, this method spread, and the wild chickens became fewer and fewer. Eventually, they were all kept by the farmers in their yards."

Shi Tou nodded: "Yes, later the imperial court sent people to clear out the scarecrows, and the scourge on the farmland was suppressed, but the chicken problem could not be changed. Chickens have become a production resource for farmers, and each household raises them."

Amu chimed in, "In the past, some low-level awakened individuals couldn't defeat monsters, so they would steal chickens from farmers. Later, the imperial court issued a decree and punished them a few times, so no one dared to do that anymore."

After Ah Shui finished speaking, she looked up at Lin Mu and whispered, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Brother Lin. You must know all this!"

Lin Mu smiled but didn't say anything. No wonder he was scolded and driven away by the farmer when he tried to steal chickens outside Bichon City. Those chickens were the farmer's livelihood. Luckily, he was discovered early, or he would have been very embarrassed.

After chatting for a while, the three of them packed up, set up a tent nearby, and prepared to rest before continuing their journey.

Lin Mu was also tired, so he set up his tent and crawled inside. With them guarding him, he didn't have to worry about being disturbed by monsters or people, and could finally get a good night's sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, when Lin Mu woke up, Shi Tou and the others had already finished cleaning up. The fire was still burning, with a pot of water heating on it.

"Brother Lin, you're awake?" Shi Tou was stuffing things into his Qiankun bag when he saw Lin Mu open his eyes. He grinned and said, "We're about to leave, so we won't bother you any longer."

Amu then took out about ten bottles of potions from his Qiankun bag, including wound medicine and magic potions, all in medium-sized bottles, and stacked them next to the campfire.

Shi Tou scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "Brother Lin, please keep these medicines. The three of us don't have much left, so we only kept a few bottles for emergencies. This little bit can't compare to our equipment, but please don't mind it; it's just a small token of our appreciation."

Lin Mu felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at the pile of potions. A dozen or so medium-sized bottles of potions, worth only a few dozen silver coins at market price, were indeed insignificant compared to the equipment. But this was most of what the three of them could offer. He didn't refuse, squatting down to collect the potions one by one into his Qiankun bag.

"Thanks." Lin Mu stood up and nodded to them.

The three of them grinned, especially Ah Shui, who was standing at the back and was laughing very happily.

Stone clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Brother Lin, take care. Once we've settled back down, we'll help you inquire about the blessing oil and the necklace."

Ah Shui stood behind and whispered, "Brother Lin, be careful."

Lin Mu nodded and cupped his hands in a respectful bow, saying, "Take care on the road."

The three turned and walked towards the other end of the passage. The torchlight grew farther and farther away, and the sound of their footsteps gradually faded away.

Lin Mu leaned against the wall, dozed off for a while, and then stood up. He stomped out the fire, stretched his limbs, and continued grinding monsters.

还差不到一万经验到16级。16级到17级，需要五万经验。17级到18级，需要七万经验。

In total, it's about 13 experience points.

At a rate of 3000 experience points per hour, it would take more than 40 consecutive hours of grinding.

Lin Mu continued grinding tirelessly, even going to the second floor twice, but unfortunately he didn't encounter any Woma Guardians.

As for the third level, which is even deeper, Lin Mu still didn't dare to go down there before he mastered invisibility.

After two days and two nights, Lin Mu had lost count of how many monsters he had killed. He only remembered that the passage wound its way forward, the torchlight flickered, and the monster corpses fell one after another at his feet.

The medicine was gradually running out. The gray powder was almost gone, and the magic potions were also almost gone. Lin Mu rummaged through his storage bag; all the potions he had seized from those people were now used up.

It's time to go back.

However, at this time, he also reached level 18.

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

Let's take a look at his condition.

[Character Status]

[Level: 18]

Experience: 150/100000

HP: 113/113

[MP: 102/102]

Attack: 6-13

[Taoist Arts: 2-25]

[Magic: 0-1]

[Defense: 4-9]

[Magic Control: 2-5]

[Accuracy: 8]

[Agility: 18] (The Taoist's base agility is 18 points. Thanks to "sensible and obedient Li Yunrui" for reminding me. This will be changed in later chapters.)

Luck: 1

[Magic Evasion: 30%]

[Skills: Healing Spell Lv.2, Mental Combat Technique Lv.2, Poison Spell, Soul Fire Talisman Lv.0]

……

He walked along the passage for a while and found a maggot clinging to the corner of the wall. He took out a talisman (the talisman was, of course, from the one who had tried to kill him and steal the Woma Guardian's magic, who not only lost his life but also provided him with a lot of potions and talismans), channeled his spiritual power, and the talisman ignited a ball of fire at his fingertips, which he then threw at the maggot.

The fire talisman flew over and smacked the dung maggot, exploding into a burst of sparks. The dung maggot shuddered, and a number floated above its head.

-20!

One more time.

-23!

Lin Mu then sprinkled another handful of yellow powder. The maggots were covered in an orange-red glow.

He then cast another fire talisman.

-38

Lin Mu paused for a moment. Then he printed another card.

-35

He tried it a few more times and found that under the red poison status, the fire rune's damage was significantly higher. It was much stronger than the damage amplification effect of red poison in the game.

This gives us another trick up our sleeve.

He'd been grinding monsters day and night for the past two days, completely losing track of time. He still had one of Chunxing's flatbreads left, and plenty of dry rations, but the ones he'd bought at the Tree Root Market were as hard as rocks, and biting into them was painful. He really didn't want to eat anymore.

He touched the last sesame seed cake in his storage bag; it was still soft and hadn't gone bad at all.

Over the past few days, he discovered that the Qiankun Bag has a preservation effect on food; whatever is put in remains the same when taken out.

Lin Mu chewed as he walked out.

When he emerged from the cave, the sunlight stung his eyes. He squinted and stood at the entrance for a while before his eyes adjusted. It was midday outside, and the sun was shining brightly overhead, warming him.

Lin Mu took a deep breath, feeling the long-lost sunshine, rode his horse away from the vicinity of the cave entrance, found a sheltered corner, spread the blanket on the ground, and fell asleep immediately.

Meanwhile, at the Qin residence.

Qin Yumo and several companions returned from the orcish tomb. The group, travel-worn, walked into the courtyard, chatting and laughing. Chunxing was carrying a basin of water out of the kitchen. Upon seeing Qin Yumo, she quickly bowed and said, "Miss, you're back."

Qin Yumo nodded and casually asked, "Where's your son-in-law?"

Chunxing lowered her head and whispered, "Young Master... went out to level up."

Qin Yumo frowned: "How come you didn't keep an eye on him? How did he manage to run away again?"

Chunxing's voice was even softer: "Miss, I... am just a servant. If the young master wants to leave, I can't stop him..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

Qin Yumo glanced at her and sighed. She knew Chunxing's personality; she could serve others, but asking her to stop people was putting her in a difficult position. She didn't pursue the matter further, but her expression wasn't very pleasant.

"Leveling up?" a voice came from the side, tinged with laughter. "Can he even beat a chicken? Going out to level up?"

The speaker was Jiang Yanzhou, wearing light armor, with a smile on his face and disdain in his eyes.

Chapter 43 News about Lin Mu (Part 1)

Qin Yumo ignored him and didn't refute him. Chunxing's face flushed red, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but out of consideration for her mistress, she remained silent.

Qin Yumo asked again, "Where did you go?"

Chunxing answered softly, "The young master took a boat... to the Woma Forest."

Qin Yumo's heart skipped a beat. How could a level 1 person go to the Woma Forest? And where would he get the money to take a boat?

Jiang Yanzhou laughed again: "Woma Forest? Did you go feed the orcs? Hahaha..."

He laughed so hard he almost fell over, while Shen Zhiyao next to him frowned, and Lu Xingci, standing behind him, also looked rather unhappy.

Qin Yumo was upset and glanced at Jiang Yanzhou, but didn't say anything.

Chunxing's face turned bright red, her nails dug into her palms, and her chest felt like it was burning with fire.

She remembered how her son-in-law always came back covered in dust and dirt, how he would say, "I'll bring you something nice when I come back," how he would slip her the silver coins, and how he would smile and say, "Take these and buy some snacks." She remembered that night when her son-in-law had finished his bath and she was tidying up his clothes, she saw the bruises on his shoulders that hadn't faded yet, but her son-in-law never mentioned his hardships and grievances.

"The son-in-law isn't what you think!" Chunxing suddenly raised her head, staring intently at Jiang Yanzhou, her voice urgent and crisp, "The son-in-law is incredibly capable!"

Her eyes were red-rimmed, but her gaze remained unwavering, like a mother cat protecting her kittens, her fur standing on end.

Jiang Yanzhou was startled by this sudden aura. He leaned back, his mouth agape, and for a moment he was speechless.

The courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. No one expected the usually soft-spoken maid to suddenly erupt in such anger. For a moment, the scene was completely subdued by the young maid.

Qin Yumo was also stunned. She had never seen Chunxing like this before.

It took Qin Yumo a while to react. Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority: "Chunxing."

Hearing the sound, Chunxing trembled as if doused with cold water, shrinking back instantly. She lowered her head, biting her lip, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her eyes reddening, her voice barely a whisper: "This servant...this servant was too talkative..."

Qin Yumo didn't speak again, her brows furrowing slightly. Had he really run away from home this time? She suddenly felt uneasy and said to Chunxing, "Tell me as soon as your son-in-law returns."

Chunxing nodded vigorously: "This servant has remembered."

Qin Yumo's two comrades and best friends exchanged a glance and tactfully approached. Song Wanzhu tugged at Qin Yumo's sleeve and whispered, "Yumo, we're leaving now. Young Master Lin is a lucky man, so don't worry too much. Get some rest." Su Qinghe nodded, patted her hand, and said nothing more. The two turned and left the courtyard, their footsteps light, as if afraid of disturbing anyone.