Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Wen Hujiu watched Wen Yanzhao finish drinking the poison, and asked expectantly, "How does it feel?"

Wen Yanzhao said nothing, his eyes closed.

After the poison entered his stomach, he immediately activated his natal Gu to completely absorb the poison's medicinal properties.

Then he activated his true Qi and cooperated with his natal Gu to refine the poison's medicinal properties into true Qi in his body, which flowed into his limbs and bones!

[System prompt: The Ju Ding Du Yin technique has improved, and the internal strength has increased significantly! ]

After a moment, beads of sweat appeared on Wen Yanzhao's forehead. When the ethereal voice of the system sounded in his mind, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Uncle! The poison you prepared this time is indeed very toxic, but it tastes really bad!"

Hearing what Wen Yanzhao said, Wen Hujiu looked a little disappointed: "Ah, this... is there no other feeling?"

"What else can I feel?" Wen Yanzhao looked confused.

"Are you feeling unwell or something?" Wen Hujiu looked a little cunning.

"No, uncle! What are you thinking? I have been taking your poison for more than ten years. You don't care whether my cultivation has made any breakthroughs or not. Why are you asking me such a weird question?"

Wen Yanzhao already knew in his heart that Wen Hujiu, as the best poison master, was extremely confident in his poison skills.

Although my nephew is gifted and relies on feeding poison to improve his strength, I always want to see where his limits are!

After all, as a rare master of poison in the world, he felt a little uncomfortable watching the person in front of him drink the poison he had carefully prepared as if it were sweet honey.

"My dear nephew! I am worried about you. This sniff of Forget-Me-Not is no less toxic than the previous poisons. You drank it all in one gulp. Of course I am worried that you might have an accident!"

Wen Yanzhao rolled his eyes at Wen Hujiu's feeble explanation.

"Whose uncle feeds his nephew poison every day! If this gets out, our Wen family's reputation will be in jeopardy!"

Wen Yanzhao's tone was full of sarcasm.

"You little bastard! You're so ungrateful after getting the advantage!"

After Wen Hujiu finished cursing, he raised his hand and hit Wen Yanzhao on the head!

Wen Yanzhao took a step and flew several feet away. He landed steadily on the ground and said:

"Good uncle, Zhao'er will always remember your kindness in his heart!"

"Brat, if I had a perverted talent like yours, do you think I would still leave a mouthful of poison for you?"

He missed the target with the warm pot of wine and put his hands on his waist.

"Good uncle, you love Zhao'er the most! From now on, leave all the poison to me! When I break through the Fuyao realm, grandpa will be happy and all your previous bad debts will be cleared!"

Wen Yanzhao looked servile, approached Wenhujiu and took his arm.

"Are you trying to do this again? Let's go buy our uncle a drink!"

Wen Hujiu's face was full of smiles. After all these years of living together day and night, Wen Hujiu had already treated Wen Yanzhao as his own son.

Now this naughty boy has grown up and entered the realm of free and easy heaven. I am really pleased!

Just thinking about that gentle and kind elder brother Wen Zhancha, who passed away at such a young age, I can't help but feel a little sad.

"Let's go to the old place!"

Wen Yanzhao gathered his true energy and stepped hard, flying several feet away like an arrow.

"Okay! Let's go!"

After warming the pot of wine and putting away their thoughts, the uncle and nephew headed towards the city one after the other!

The leg strength of Wen Hujiu, who was in the Great Freedom Realm, was naturally not comparable to that of Wen Yanzhao now, but the uncle deliberately kept a distance of several body lengths from Wen Yanzhao.

His goal was to put Wen Yanzhao in a position where he could catch up but not be on par with him, so as to train his lightness skills.

Wen Yanzhao naturally knew what his second uncle was up to, so he gathered his true energy under his feet and chased closely after Wen Hujiu.

In less than half a minute, the uncle and nephew arrived in the city.

The city was bustling with people, and the two went straight into a restaurant called "Zuixianlou".

The two of them found a spot on the second floor where they could enjoy the view and sat facing each other.

"Little Second Brother, give my uncle your best wine first!"

"Put two copies of the remaining signature dishes and preserves on this table! This silver should be enough to pay for the wine!"

Wen Yanzhao shook his wrist, took out ten taels of silver from somewhere, slapped it on the table, and said to the waiter in front of him respectfully.

"That's not right, young master. This is a lot more!"

Seeing that the two men were dressed elegantly and that the handsome young man in front of him was generous, the waiter knew that he was someone he could not afford to offend, so he quickly put away the silver and said with an apologetic smile.

"The extra money is your reward. Go quickly and don't delay me from drinking with my uncle!"

"Wait a moment, the food and drinks will be here soon~"

The waiter was overjoyed when he heard this. He raised his voice and sang a long song before going downstairs to prepare wine and food.

Wen Hujiu smiled evilly and stared at Wen Yanzhao:

"Stinky boy, where did you get this money? Although your grandfather loves you, he always gives you pocket money in small amounts! Tell me now!"

"What an ungrateful uncle! I invited you to drink, but you grabbed my pigtail!"

Wen Yanzhao rolled his eyes at Wen Hujiu.

"Of course I didn't steal this silver. My aunt gave it to me when she came back to her parents' home last time!"

"We in the Wen family are almost spoiling you! Grandpa and uncle love you so much, but that's not enough! Your aunt, the Crown Prince's Consort, even secretly gives you money!"

Although Wenhujiu said this, his tone was full of affection for the nephew in front of him.

There is no doubt that the entire Wen family loves this gifted and eccentric younger generation very much.

Wen Hujiu is a bohemian man, and he has no children after he is over forty years old. It is natural that Wen Yanzhao will be the future head of the Wen family.

"Uncle, don't worry about it. Just have some wine to drink!"

Wen Yanzhao smiled, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.

"My dear nephew, your cultivation has been stuck at the Ninth Heaven for the past few years and you have been unable to break through. The Smell of Forgetfulness I specially prepared today has no effect..."

He warmed the pot of wine and pondered for a moment.

"I wonder too. It's been five years! Five years... do you know how I've been spending these five years?!"

"In the past five years, I have taken all kinds of strange poisons every day, and I have indigestion!"

"But I just can't get up from the Ninth Heaven..."

Wen Yanzhao was reminded of painful memories by the words "warm the pot of wine" and became a little emotional.

"Nephew, calm down!"

Wen Hujiu saw that Wen Yanzhao was getting more and more excited as he spoke, and the diners around him looked at him sideways and quickly reminded him.

“Is there something wrong with the way you practice?”

Wen Yanzhao seemed to be asking about how to warm the wine, but also seemed to be asking himself.

"Maybe the poison isn't potent enough, but maybe you've developed resistance to it!"

After saying this, he spread his hands while warming the pot of wine.

"Uncle, the poisons you've been mixing over the years are always made from the same ingredients: snakes, insects, scorpions, spiders, or various highly toxic herbs! How about we try something else?"

Wen Yanzhao's mind moved, and he remembered some of the highly poisonous plants and fungi known in the world.

The Wen family used a wide variety of poisons, but they were always limited to traditional snake, insect, and herbal remedies.

In fact, many more toxic and potent things have not been developed, such as -

Colorful mushrooms that you can see little people when you eat them, castor beans used to extract oil, highly toxic molds produced by moldy food, etc.

"Hiss...you must have not held your fart well!"

As he was drinking the wine, he felt a chill in his heart. This seemingly harmless nephew with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes was not as simple as he seemed.

Who could have imagined that this delicate and pretty Wen Yanzhao with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes was a real "little poisonous creature"!

Before he was five years old, he was already eating the highly poisonous five-step snake as spicy strips, and eating the most poisonous scorpions, centipedes and spiders in Lingnan on bamboo sticks.

The water we drink on a daily basis is brewed with tea leaves made from roasted heartbreak grass and love flowers.

This kid is so eager to kill all the flies with just a fart.

If the Wen family had not been good at using poison since ancient times, this little poisonous creature would have wiped out everyone in the Wen family compound sooner or later!

"Uncle, do you know that there are other types of poisons besides the traditional snake, insect and herbal medicine?"

Wen Yanzhao's eyes moved.

"You mean arsenic? Didn't you eat that as a snack when you were a kid?"

He grinned as he warmed the pot of wine.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me! I mean, for example, fungi, molds, some seeds that look non-toxic but are highly toxic if extracted in a different way..."

Wen Yanzhao smiled with his eyes slanted, looking like an emoticon.

"what???"

Wen Hujiu was shocked and stunned.

He has been immersed in the use of poison for decades, but after hearing what this thief said, it seemed that he had never really considered those aspects.

The Wen family's recipes for concocting deadly poisons are all passed down from their ancestors, and are occasionally improved and adjusted on this basis.

In terms of toxic raw materials, there have been almost no updates over the years.

"I think we should change the underlying logic of drug production and try a new track!"

Wen Yanzhao smiled mysteriously.

“(′?w?`) huh??”

Wenhujiu had no idea what jargon his nephew was saying and was stunned there.

"The wine is here, gentlemen! Please enjoy it slowly..."

Before Wen Yanzhao finished speaking, the waiter brought two jugs of wine and placed them on the table between the uncle and nephew.

"My uncle doesn't understand what you are saying at all. Let me try his wine first!"

As soon as the wine was warm, the glutton in my stomach started to stir.