The Crazy Son-In-Law

Wen Feng had no time to pay attention to Miao Lijiang’s taunts. He was racking his brain, thinking about his next move. Destroying the two “Black Arrows” wasn’t difficult; what really left him helpless were the poisonous mists. After destroying one “Black Arrow” earlier, the spreading poison mist had already left him in a sorry state. Now facing two of them, he felt overwhelmed.

Time slipped away quickly. As Wen Feng pondered, two dark shadows whizzed towards him. He gritted his teeth, raised his short knife, and slashed at the “Black Arrow” on the left. The blade glimmered as it cut through the air and struck the poison mist forming the “Black Arrow.” Without hesitation, Wen Feng retreated after his strike.

“Bang!” A cloud of black mist exploded in the air, tendrils of dark gas spreading in the corner of the ring. Standing five meters away from the mist, Wen Feng exhaled deeply, then focused his gaze on the next “Black Arrow.” He brandished his short knife again and destroyed Miao Lijiang’s attack using the same method.

In less than a minute of fighting, Wen Feng was already drenched in sweat. Miao Lijiang’s strength was terrifying, far surpassing that of his brother Miao Hong, making Wen Feng hesitant to act rashly. Standing still, Miao Lijiang smiled faintly. “Heh, you have some skill!”

Wen Feng didn’t respond but maintained a ten-meter distance from him. The ring for the Gu Art competition was quite large, about fifty square meters, giving him a chance to catch his breath. The larger space meant more room for Wen Feng to dodge; if it were smaller, he would be at a severe disadvantage.

“You dared to hurt my brother; you must pay today!” With those words, Miao Lijiang’s eyes narrowed as he flicked his sleeves and released several “Cold Arrows.” Since stepping onto the stage, he had been repeating this move as if looking down on Wen Feng. Despite this, Wen Feng was helpless because even this simple move had already exhausted him.

Today, he truly witnessed the prowess of Gu cultivators. Though their internal strength wasn’t strong, those poison mists were incredibly hard to guard against! His protective Arcane Vigor couldn’t be used since the poison mist could corrode it. Moreover, facing multiple poison mist attacks, Wen Feng didn’t dare use the same method he used against Miao Hong on Miao Lijiang.

Shaking his head helplessly, Wen Feng gripped his short knife tightly and once again tried to resolve his current crisis.

“Master, Wen Feng is in trouble!” Below the stage, Song Ling’er watched anxiously as Wen Feng gradually fell into a passive position. Nodding slightly, Xiao Shun explained, “This time he’s facing ‘Flesh Gu,’ which is not easy to deal with.”

Hearing this, Song Ling’er’s pretty face froze before she looked at Xiao Shun with a dark expression. “What did you just say?” Xiao Shun shrugged and explained in detail to Song Ling’er. “Don’t look at me like that. ‘Flesh Gu’ is an ancient Gu art that is extremely powerful. Practitioners use secret methods to ingest various poisons into their bodies, turning themselves into a Gu-a very extreme way to become stronger.”

“You mean that guy on stage has eaten a lot of poisonous insects?” Song Ling’er looked like she was about to vomit as she spoke.

Xiao Shun ignored her reaction and continued with something even more disgusting. “Yes, to maximize the effect of the poisons, these people have to eat them raw for them to work properly.”

“Master, please stop! I can’t take it anymore!” Covering her mouth, Song Ling’er’s face turned pale with disgust.

Xiao Shun smiled wryly and stopped explaining further since it was indeed quite nauseating. He himself had felt extremely queasy when his master first told him about it.

After a moment, Song Ling’er recovered and asked, “Master, are there many practitioners of this ‘Flesh Gu’?”Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Xiao Shun pondered for a moment before sharing his thoughts. “I don’t know exactly how many there are, but I imagine not many people would dare turn themselves into such toxic beings.”

Indeed, not everyone has the courage to turn themselves into something neither human nor ghost-like. Practicing ‘Flesh Gu’ is a one-way road; once you start down that path, there’s no turning back. Practitioners must regularly consume large amounts of poisonous insects or toxins to counteract the poisons in their bodies; otherwise, they risk being devoured by their own toxins.

As they say, you reap what you sow. Although practicing ‘Flesh Gu’ is terrifyingly extreme, its results are much faster than those of other Gu arts!

While Xiao Shun was lost in thought, Song Ling’er pouted disdainfully beside him. “It’s utterly disgusting! Thank goodness there aren’t many such freaks; otherwise, I wouldn’t want to fight them!”

Xiao Shun patted her shoulder gently. “Everyone has the right to choose their own way of life; it’s the same in our cultivation world. Though paths may vary greatly, all cultivators ultimately seek strength.”

“I don’t want to get stronger that way,” Song Ling’er retorted.

She understood Xiao Shun’s reasoning but couldn’t accept such an extreme method of gaining strength.

Xiao Shun smiled lightly and didn’t argue further with her since everyone makes their own choices.

Turning his attention back to the ring, he saw that the battle remained one-sided. Miao Lijiang stood calmly at the edge while Wen Feng continuously swung his short knife against those annoying poison attacks.

This can’t go on any longer! So far I’ve used up half my Arcane Vigor; if this continues passively like this, I can only hold out for another ten minutes!

Wen Feng frowned deeply as anxiety filled his heart.

Suddenly he heard a mocking voice by his ear: “The game of cat and mouse ends here!”

Before he could react further than hearing those words out loud-Wen Feng saw a dark shadow dragging along trailing black mist rushing towards him-the owner being none other than Miao Lijiang who hadn’t moved since stepping onto stage until now!

As Miao Lijiang approached closer-an unbearable stench assaulted Wen Feng’s nostrils causing sharp pain within his head-but despite feeling nauseous from such proximity-he dared not slack off even slightly-quickly retreating backwards trying desperately maintaining distance away from this man covered entirely in deadly toxins!

Just when he moved backward-Miao Lijiang sneered coldly saying: “Heh-you can’t escape!”

Wen Feng’s heart skipped beat upon hearing these words-and abruptly halted steps feeling strong sense danger looming over him-not daring take another step backward!