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Chapter 509: The Book of Miraculous Creation

The bonfire burned, and carbon particles and flames shot up into the sky.

Here is a leeward spot beside the woods. Lu Zhigang curled up into a ball, feeling the energy beating deep in his bones.

The sound of the wind brought screams from not far away. Du Wuyao was torturing the captured wizard. He had originally invited him to enjoy it with him, but was rejected.

After the main body breakthrough, although the realm cannot be synchronized, the mysteries of the intermediate martial artist's body, blood, and strength are all presented before him.

As Lu Zhigang's first alias, with synchronized thinking and shared memories, he also gained most of the benefits of this breakthrough.

Lu Zhigang is now at the level of poisonous python. If he wants to break through the poisonous mosquito, he must integrate the power of his physical body and break through to the intermediate martial artist.

In the Wan Du Secret Workshop, the rule of the jungle is basically followed, and junior martial artists are the bottom level people who do odd jobs.

Du Wuyao was his introducer and was more familiar with the connections than him. He had the exclusive nest of poisonous insects called 'Golden Money Scorpions' in his hands. If he had not been detained by the city gate guards, he would have already broken through to the intermediate martial artist level.

Although he has escaped from prison, he has missed the opportunity and fallen behind the times. In short, he is very miserable.

Therefore, Du Wuyao participated in this expedition with a clear purpose, to make merit, get rewards, and break through to the intermediate martial artist level.

"Ahhh!"

The screams grew louder and louder, and the bonfire jumped up and down as if surprised, and then the screams stopped abruptly.

A moment later, Du Wuyao sat on the other side of the campfire, recording the confession from the torture with his bloody hands.

"Zhigang, this won't work. The Book of Transformation is a long volume. These witches may know a sentence or two, but it's not easy to get the whole book."

He had accumulated a thick stack of booklets, but the contents were scattered and disorganized.

Such a thing cannot be offered to Du Taiyue, let alone getting a reward.

What's more, many of the contents are totemic records, and their meaning cannot be understood without deciphering them.

Du Wuyao is a cruel and ruthless man with a terrifying appearance. He is known to the outside world for his reckless behavior and has killed countless people under his command.

But after spending time with him, I realized that this guy is really good to his people. He has been taking good care of him since he joined the group.

Otherwise, Lu Zhigang would not have been able to survive until now in a place like the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Shop.

You know, the vast swamp is full of poisonous insects and every place is a burial place.

For the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop, experimenting with poison palms is a common occurrence. Often, senior brothers with higher status force junior brothers to explore dangerous places, break into the nests of terrifying poisonous insects, or experiment with new mixed poisons.

Every day there were disciples who died suddenly, and all kinds of horrific corpses were carried out for disposal.

If Lu Zhigang had not had Du Wuyao's care, even though he had the confidence to survive, he would never have been as relaxed as he is now.

"Brother Du, if it doesn't work, just catch a few more tongues and you can always make up the whole thing."

"It's not that easy!"

Du Wuyao sighed and said, "The three tribes that invaded this time, including the Manxiang and Zhongxi tribes, all received a portion of the Huasheng Wanmiao Book, and then passed it on among themselves."

"That is to say, we were lucky enough to capture different witches from a tribe, but we could only barely gather a small part of them."

Where can it be so easy?
Witches are not like crops in the field waiting for you to harvest them. There are also strong and fierce ones among them.

Two days ago, they encountered a sorcerer who used a bone whip to drive three kinds of poisonous insects. He beat Du Wuyao and Lu Zhigang so badly that they had to sacrifice more than half of their golden scorpions before they escaped.

Du Wuyao sighed, "If Brother Bian were still here, the three of us would have a better chance of success if we joined forces. What a pity."

The "brother Bian" he mentioned was Bian Buzhi, who was killed by Lu Zhigang in the capital city. He was also a notorious poisoner. Lu Zhigang was panicked when he heard this, but then he comforted himself that Zhou You had killed him and it had nothing to do with him, Lu Zhigang.

"You traveled around the city, killing my brother Bian and ruining my plans. I heard he still has an old grudge against you."

Du Wuyao said fiercely, "Wait for me to find some time, and poison his entire family to avenge my brother."

Uh, you are so loyal, I won’t thank you!

Lu Zhigang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and changed the subject, "Brother, let me see, I know a little about totems."

"What? You also understand the witch's ghostly drawings?"

Du Wuyao was amazed and without any doubt handed the booklet to Lu Zhigang.

Lu Zhigang explained easily, "A few years ago, I went to the northern border to collect poisons, and I accidentally ran into the witch tribe besieging Zunyang City. At that time, I was chased by the witches all the way and killed many of them."

"I gradually discovered that all these witches had totem tattoos on their bodies, and I stumbled across quite a few examples."

He deliberately mentioned the trip to the northern border in front of Du Wuyao, specifying the time and place, just to pave the way for the future. Zhou You and Lu Zhigang had completely different trajectories of activities, and appeared in different places at the same time, so no one would think they were the same person.

The booklet was bound with parchment and interspersed with several freshly peeled human skins, which were the totems on the witch's body.

In addition, there are texts recording unique medicines, which are written in extremely neat tiny characters, as if they were printed out.

"Brother Du, your handwriting is amazing." Lu Zhigang praised sincerely.

"No, no, brother. I was also a handsome and elegant scholar in my youth. But I was framed by a vicious woman, disfigured and faked dead. I had no choice but to devote myself to the art of poisonous martial arts. It's hard to describe the past!"

Du Wuyao obviously didn't want to talk about the past anymore, and told Lu Zhigang, "Take your time and help me find out what I missed."

The bonfire burned, and the moisture in the firewood burned with crackling sounds.

After a moment, Lu Zhigang's voice sounded, "...Brother Du, in this way, um, we can restore some of the content."

"Look, what's said here is that witches believe that poison is to poisonous insects and poisonous insects just like the qi and blood of warriors like us."

"The Gu insect controls the poison, just like we control the Qi and blood. It's the same principle."

"The poisonous fist martial arts is to use the poison of the Gu insect to train the blood and qi of my poison martial arts, playing a complementary role."

"The poisonous weapons originated from the Book of Transformation, but we don't know the key to cultivating poisonous insects, so we can only use poisonous insects instead. However, we have found another way to carry forward the poisonous weapons of the Central Plains."

"...Tsk tsk, these wizards are really bold..."

When Lu Zhigang said this, Du Wuyao suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Wait, there are outsiders coming."

Then there was a loud shout, and the bonfire was instantly extinguished by the sound waves, and the surroundings returned to darkness. "Who, get out?"

A strange voice came from the darkness, "The human race in the Central Plains is indeed full of talents. It is surprising that after only a short exposure, they can fully understand the foundation of the Wu Clan's Huasheng Wanmiao Book."

As he was speaking, a man appeared in the darkness and said, "I am Wu Luoye. You should have heard of my name."

Du Wuyao's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. How could he not have heard of him, the number one genius among wizards?

The ten outstanding geniuses, headed by Wu Luoye, and the strength of the second and tenth place dropped drastically.

According to conservative estimates, Wu Luoye alone can take down the remaining ten geniuses. His strength is recognized as the ceiling of martial artists.

Who could have thought that they would encounter such a terrifying opponent in the wilderness.

(End of this chapter)