Chapter 509: Transformation of Ten Thousand Wonders

The campfire burned, with carbon particles and sparks shooting into the sky.

This was a sheltered spot beside the woods; Lu Zhigang curled into a ball, feeling the vitality deep within his bone marrow pulsing.

The sound of the wind carried screams from not far away; Du Wuyao was interrogating Shaman captives, and having invited him to join in the enjoyment, he had been refused.

After the main body broke through, although the realms could not be synchronized, the mysteries of the Intermediate Martial Master's physical body, Qi and blood, and strength were all presented before him.

As Lu Zhigang's first avatar, with synchronized thinking and shared memories, he also obtained the vast majority of the benefits from this breakthrough.

Lu Zhigang was currently at the Poison Python Realm; to break through to the Poison Mosquito, he had to master the power of the physical body and break through to an Intermediate Martial Master.

In the Myriad Poison Secret Workshop, the rule of the jungle was generally observed, and Primary Martial Masters were just bottom-tier laborers.

Du Wuyao was his introducer and knew the ropes better than him; he held the exclusive nest of 'Golden Money Scorpion' Gu Insects, and had he not been imprisoned by the City Gate Guard, he would have long since broken through to an Intermediate Martial Master.

Although he had now escaped from prison, he had missed the opportunity and fallen behind the times; in short, it was very miserable.

Therefore, Du Wuyao participated in this expedition with a clear goal: to perform meritorious service, receive rewards, and break through to an Intermediate Martial Master.

"Ahhh!"

The screams grew increasingly shrill, and the campfire jumped and flickered as if startled, then the screams stopped abruptly.

A moment later, Du Wuyao sat on the other side of the campfire, his blood-stained hands recording the confession from the interrogation just now.

"Zhigang, this won't do. The Transformation of Ten Thousand Wonders is a massive tome; these Shamans know a sentence or two, more or less, but piecing it together is not easy."

The small booklet he was recording had already accumulated into a thick stack, but the content was scattered and messy, lacking any system.

Such a thing could not be presented to Du Taiyue, let alone earn a reward.

Furthermore, much of the content was recorded in Totems, and without deciphering them, it was impossible to understand their meaning.

Du Wuyao was ruthless and had a terrifying appearance; he was known in the outside world for being unbridled and lawless, with countless souls lost to his hands.

However, after spending a long time with him, one would know that this guy was truly good to his own people, and ever since he entered the sect, he had taken great care of him.

Otherwise, in a place like the Myriad Poison Secret Workshop, Lu Zhigang would not have been able to survive until now.

One must know that in the vast marshes, poisonous insects were everywhere, and there was no place that wasn't a burial ground.

For disciples of the Myriad Poison Secret Workshop, testing Poison Refining Palm was a daily occurrence; often, higher-ranking Senior Brothers would force Junior Brothers to explore dangerous areas, break into the nests of terrifying poisonous insects, or test brand-new mixed poisons.

Every day, disciples died suddenly, and all kinds of gruesome corpses were carried out for collective disposal.

If Lu Zhigang did not have Du Wuyao's care, although he had the confidence to survive, it would never be as easy as it was now.

"Brother Du, if it really doesn't work, let's catch a few more tongues; we can always piece it together."

"It's not that easy!"

Du Wuyao sighed softly, "The three tribes that invaded this time, the Barbarian Elephant and the Zhong Rhinoceros, all received a portion of the Transformation of Ten Thousand Wonders, and then taught it internally."

"In other words, if we are lucky and catch different Shamans from one tribe, we can only barely piece together a small part."

Where is it that easy? Shamans are not crops in the field waiting for you to harvest them; there are strong and fierce people among them too.

Two days ago, they encountered a Shaman using a bone whip who drove three types of Gu Insects, beating Du Wuyao and Lu Zhigang so badly they were in a sorry state, and they only escaped after sacrificing more than half of their Golden Money Scorpions.

Du Wuyao sighed, "If Brother Bian were still here, the three of us working together would have a better chance than now; it's a pity."

The Brother Bian he spoke of was Bian Buzhi, whom Lu Zhigang had killed in Fucheng, and who was also a notorious Poison Martial artist. Lu Zhigang felt a panic in his heart, then comforted himself that the person was killed by Zhou You and had nothing to do with him, Lu Zhigang.

"Zhou You of Fucheng killed my Brother Bian and ruined my big plans; I heard he even has an old grudge with you."

Du Wuyao said fiercely, "When I find the time, I will poison his whole family to avenge my brother."

Uh, brother, you are too loyal, I won't thank you!

Lu Zhigang was between laughter and tears and spoke to change the subject, "Brother, let me see; I know a little about Totems."

"What, you even understand the Shaman's ghost-drawn symbols?"

Du Wuyao clicked his tongue in wonder, not doubting it in the slightest, and handed the booklet to Lu Zhigang.

Lu Zhigang explained easily, "A few years ago, I went to Beijing to collect deadly poisons and accidentally ran into the Shaman tribe besieging Zunyang City; at that time, I was chased by Shamans all the way and slaughtered quite a few of them."

"I gradually discovered that these Shamans all had Totem tattoos on their bodies, and by trial and error, I studied quite a few examples."

He deliberately mentioned the trip to Beijing in front of Du Wuyao, detailing the time and place, just to pave the way for the future; Zhou You and Lu Zhigang's activity trajectories were completely different, and appearing in different places at the same time, no one would think they were the same person.

The booklet was bound with leather paper, interspersed with a few pieces of freshly peeled human skin, which were exactly the Totems from the Shamans.

Besides that, there was the text recorded by Du Wuyao, the small regular script extremely neat, as if printed by a printer.

"Brother Du, this handwriting of yours is remarkable." Lu Zhigang praised him sincerely.

"Not at all, not at all. I was once a handsome and elegant scholar, but I was framed by a poisonous woman, disfigured, and faked my death, forced to enter the path of Poison Martial Arts; the past is a long story!"

Du Wuyao clearly did not want to mention the past again and told Lu Zhigang, "Read it slowly and help me check for omissions."

The campfire burned, and the moisture in the firewood crackled as it burned.

A moment later, Lu Zhigang's voice sounded, "... Brother Du, like this, um, a part of the content can be restored."

"Look here, it says that the Shamans believe that poison is to poisonous insects and Gu Insects just as Qi and blood are to our kind of martial artists."

"Gu Insects control deadly poison, just as our kind moves and manipulates Qi and blood; it is the same principle."

"Poison martial arts and boxing are just using the poison of Gu Insects to temper the Qi and blood of us Poison Martial artists, playing a complementary role."

"Poison Martial Arts originated from the Transformation of Ten Thousand Wonders, but without the key secrets of Gu Insect cultivation, they can only use poisonous insects as a substitute, yet they have also blazed a new trail and carried forward the Poison Martial Arts of Zhong Yuan."

"... Tsk tsk, these Shamans really dare to think..."

Lu Zhigang was interrupted here when Du Wuyao pressed his wrist, "Wait, there are outsiders coming."

Immediately after a loud shout, the campfire was instantly extinguished by the sound wave, and the surroundings returned to darkness, "Who is it? Get out here!"

A strange voice came from the darkness, "The human race of Zhong Yuan truly has no shortage of talent; to think that after only a short contact, you could grasp the foundation of the Shaman tribe's Transformation of Ten Thousand Wonders."

As he spoke, the person appeared in the darkness, "I am Wu Luoye; you should have heard my name."

Du Wuyao's face turned incredibly ugly in a flash; how could he not have heard of him? He was the leader of the Shaman prodigies.

Among the Ten Prodigies, Wu Luoye was the head, and from the second to the tenth, their strength fell off a cliff.

Conservatively estimated, one Wu Luoye could take on all the remaining Ten Prodigies; his strength was the recognized ceiling for Martial Masters.

Who could have imagined that in this desolate wilderness, one would encounter such a terrifying opponent.

(End of chapter)