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Chapter 1: Poison Origin Technique! The cultivation method has mutated!

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Early morning.

Thick fog shrouds the area, and the wilderness is dim.

It is as if a heavy sheet of iron has been draped over the firmament, bringing with it a sense of oppression.

Sparse sunlight filters down, making the roads outside the village blurry and indistinct.

In an unremarkable village.

Fang Yi wakes up early, wearing a grey cloth garment. He subconsciously looks at the grey, misty environment above his head and cannot help but sigh inwardly.

It has been over half a month.

It has been more than half a month since he transmigrated from Blue Star to this bizarre world.

Even now, he still finds it hard to accept.

The entire world is like a place that has been abandoned.

Except for certain specific areas carved out by human experts, all other regions are shrouded in a dense, thick fog.

Deep within that fog, it is filled with countless monsters and demons.

Humans can only survive by staying within these specific areas.

Once anyone dares to approach or venture deep into the fog, death is almost certain.

And this world also has martial arts.

People living in this world almost all know a move or two.

Among them, powerful humans can even obtain great fortunes from deep within the fog, gaining superhuman strength to dominate a region.

For many years, this mist-covered world has been divided into several regions by these human experts.

Such as City Lords, District Lords, and Domain Lords.

The village Fang Yi transmigrated to, Sifang Cun, belongs to the protected territory of Qingyang City.

As an orphan without parents, he was fortunately scouted by a pharmacy in the village and works there as an apprentice, which is the only reason he can barely scrape by.

"In the end, I cannot go back."

Fang Yi mutters to himself.

However!

He also has something to rely on.

Name: Fang Yi

【Skill: Poison Origin Technique (Entry 96%)】

【Effect: Negligible】

He has a panel.

And this panel is very strange.

The martial art he learned in the village was originally supposed to be the Heart Origin Technique.

This was taught to him by the old physician in the pharmacy, Xu Lao Yishi.

It is said to have the effect of strengthening the body and increasing physical power.

But for some reason, after he learned it, this martial art automatically changed into the Poison Origin Technique.

It changed from 'Heart' to 'Poison'.

He knows that the martial Dao of this world is divided into four major stages.

Blood Qi, Bone Changing, Tendon Changing, and Shedding Fetus.

The starting point for all martial arts is Blood Qi.

Blood Qi refers to tempering one's blood and Qi to refine Blood Energy.

Blood Energy is the foundation of everything.

Fang Yi does not know why his martial art mutated.

But the mutation of the martial art means that if he successfully refines Blood Energy later, his Blood Energy will definitely be a type of Poison Energy.

"Poison Energy..."

His brows are tightly furrowed, feeling somewhat strange.

Naturally, he cannot go around shouting about the changes on his panel.

So, ever since he transmigrated, he has been silently practicing, wanting to see what the specific manifestation will be once this Poison Origin Technique is mastered.

"It's still early; this Poison Origin Technique might break through today. Let me try again."

Fang Yi glances at the time and sees it is not yet time to start work, so he immediately assumes a stance in the courtyard and begins to practice.

This panel, besides turning his Heart Origin Technique into the Poison Origin Technique, has another function.

That is, it can refresh proficiency.

Every time he practices the Poison Origin Technique, the progress bar above increases by 1%.

This means he can see his progress at any time.

Hu hu hu!

Time passes, hot sweat flows.

Another hour goes by.

Fang Yi practices until he is drenched in sweat and panting. Suddenly, his body jolts, and he feels a change occurring within him, as if a warm current rises from the soles of his feet, rapidly traveling up his legs and spreading throughout his entire body, bringing a tingling, extremely comfortable sensation.

"The Poison Origin Technique has broken through?"

He is overjoyed and immediately focuses his mind to open the panel.

Name: Fang Yi

【Skill: Poison Origin Technique (Basic 1%)】

【Effect: Strength slightly increased, faint poison gas appears in the body, can cause dizziness in others】

"Hmm?"

Fang Yi's eyes flash, and he notices the effect column.

Could the warm current he just felt be the faint poison gas produced by the Poison Origin Technique?

He closes his eyes again to carefully sense it.

Sure enough, in some of the important meridians within his body, a faint, thin warm current is slowly flowing, just as thin as a grain of rice.

He knows this is not Blood Energy!

It is merely the embryonic form of Blood Energy.

He is still far from the true Blood Qi Realm.

But even so, it is enough to make him reveal a look of joy.

Because his efforts were not in vain after all.

After the cultivation method mutated, it gave his martial art the effect of attaching poison.

Perhaps as the cultivation method continues to improve, this poison-attaching property will also become stronger and stronger.

One day, it will reach an inconceivable transformation.

Hu!

Suddenly, Fang Yi casually throws a punch, and the resulting fist wind actually carries a faint, spicy sensation.

"The future is promising, very promising."

He secretly rejoices in his heart.

Living in such a mist-shrouded, crisis-ridden world, without powerful martial arts to rely on, it is truly too dangerous.

Now, he finally sees a glimmer of hope.

As a transmigrator, he also has ideals and ambitions.

He does not want to waste his life in a small mountain village.

He really wants to go out and see, and he really wants to understand more about this world.

But the prerequisite for everything is that he must possess sufficient strength.

"Oh no, it's almost time; I should go to work."

Fang Yi glances at the time, immediately locks the door in a hurry, and rushes toward the pharmacy.

Sifang Cun, although just a village.

It has a large population, with over a thousand people.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there is Jianghu.

Sifang Cun is naturally no exception.

From the name of the village, one can see that this is a village of mixed surnames, formed by people gathering from all directions, hence the name Sifang Cun.

But there are two large families in the village with extraordinary strength, numerous clansmen, and a call that brings a hundred responses; no one in the village dares to provoke them.

One family is surnamed Zhang.

One family is surnamed Shen.

The two large families control over 70% of the village's resources and often get into fights over other matters.

Although Fang Yi has only transmigrated for over half a month, he has already witnessed such friction events several times.

Because this world is shrouded in boundless grey fog, the people living here are not in a state of absolute health, and the human body often gets sick.

This requires a medicinal herb called 'Nurturing Grass' to nourish the body.

But this 'Nurturing Grass' is not so easy to grow.

Wherever Nurturing Grass has been grown, the essence of the land will rapidly drain away, and it will become exceptionally difficult to grow other crops in the future.

Because of the 'Nurturing Grass' matter, the two large families have to fight several times every year.

Not to mention the other fights that sometimes occur over prey, water sources, and farmland issues.

Fortunately, Fang Yi belongs to a small surname and is basically a marginal existence in the village, not threatening anyone else's interests, which is why he can work in the pharmacy with peace of mind.

And as the owner of the pharmacy, Xu Lao Yishi also belongs to a single-family household.

But he is compassionate, treats illnesses and saves people, and has been kind to others for years, so he has some reputation in the village.

Because of this, the two large families have not dared to move against him easily.

But in order to occupy interests, the patriarchs of the two large families still inevitably have to insert some of their clansmen into the pharmacy, ostensibly as apprentices, but in reality, to extract benefits.

"What happened?"

While walking, suddenly, Fang Yi looks suspicious and looks ahead.

He sees a large crowd of people gathered at the entrance of the village, discussing heatedly.

"Fang Yi, you're here. The City Guard Army people came again just now. From now on, the amount of 'Nurturing Grass' to be paid every three months will double."

One of the pharmacy apprentices, Li San, says through gritted teeth.

"What?"

Fang Yi's expression changes slightly.

The City Guard Army!

This is the massive army controlled by the City Lord of Qingyang City.

Responsible for all public security within a radius of thousands of miles.

But while it is called public security, in reality, the City Guard Army has immense power.

All kinds of exorbitant taxes and levies, scraping the fat and blood of the people, is almost a common occurrence.

The reason why the two large families in Sifang Cun fight over the 'Nurturing Grass' matter is largely because of the uneven amount of 'Nurturing Grass' handed over to the City Guard Army.

Who pays more and who pays less is always a problem.

But now the City Guard Army has suddenly increased the amount of 'Nurturing Grass'.

Now the whole village is going to be in trouble.

The extra Nurturing Grass will definitely fall on every villager, but the vast majority of villagers are attached to the two large families. In order to defend their own interests and those of their supporters, these two large families will inevitably have to fight again.

"This group of people who drink the blood of the people will get their retribution sooner or later!"

An old man says indignantly.

The faces of the clansmen of the two families are even more filled with gloom.

Among them, the Zhang family patriarch looks coldly at the Shen family patriarch, says nothing, and turns to leave directly.

The Shen family patriarch's face is also extremely ugly; he flicks his sleeves and leaves in another direction.

"Alright, everyone, don't watch anymore, go back."

The pharmacy's Xu Lao Yishi suddenly turns back and waves his hand.

He is over sixty, wearing a linen robe that has been washed almost white, and his hair and beard are all silver-white, but his complexion is not as aged as his peers, and he looks well-maintained.

Fang Yi says nothing, immediately turns back, and walks toward the pharmacy.

Living in such a bizarre world, all he can do now is go with the flow.

But fortunately, he has now seen the hope of becoming stronger.

"Next, I must be as low-key as possible, I must not get involved in the dispute between the two surnames; silently developing is the path I should take."

Fang Yi mutters to himself.

"Fang Yi, the Gold Essence Grass is gone, go to the medicine field and pick some more."

Xu Lao Yishi instructs.

"Yes, Doctor Xu!"

Fang Yi responds.

Thanks to graduating from a medical university in his previous life, he has a great foundation in pharmacology.

In just half a month, he has completely adapted to life in the pharmacy, and because of his ability to identify herbs, he is deeply valued by the old physician.

Therefore, any work like picking herbs in the shop is done by Fang Yi.

After receiving the instructions, Fang Yi immediately walks toward the pharmacy's medicine field.

The village is shrouded in thin mist, and after walking nearly four or five miles, he finally arrives at the pharmacy's unique medicine field area.

As soon as he arrives, he begins to carefully identify them.

But suddenly, he notices a rustling sound coming from not far away, his expression changes slightly, and he looks up.

Two figures hurriedly want to dodge, but it is too late.

The moment they are seen by Fang Yi, they are furious and immediately rush over.

"Fang Yi, what are you looking at?"

One of them comes up and scolds.

Fast-paced, explosive, refreshing novel.

Try ten chapters, if it's not fast and refreshing, come hit me~

(End of chapter)

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