Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 108 Beiming's Exclusive Charging Solution
Jiang Mingzhe has been practicing diligently these days, mainly focusing on two skills: the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Hanging Cloud Sword Technique. He also occasionally practices the Netherworld Ghost Claw to avoid forgetting them.

Now operating at full speed, dozens of acupoints around the body are opened simultaneously, like dozens of black holes, rapidly absorbing the red mist into the body.

The moment the red mist entered his body, it was as hot as molten iron. In an instant, Jiang Mingzhe almost thought he was cooked.

Fortunately, the Northern Darkness Divine Skill was no ordinary skill. As soon as the poisonous mist entered the body, it was immediately enveloped by the Northern Darkness True Qi and quickly drawn into the Tanzhong acupoint along several meridians.

Within the Tanzhong acupoint, cyan true energy swirled like a vortex, drawing in wisps of red energy that rapidly changed color.

Northern Darkness Transformation Technique!

The red mist drawn in from all directions is continuously transformed into Northern Darkness True Qi.

Jiang Mingzhe was overjoyed. He had previously saved Duan Yu by using the Transformation Technique to convert all the poison into internal energy, and thus he knew of this possibility.

But the poison from last time ultimately came from himself. He wasn't entirely sure if he could convert the unfamiliar poison, but now he was forced into a corner and had no choice but to take the risk.

Fortunately, the poisonous gas spewed by the Manggu Toad is not like the sting of snake demons and scorpions, where the venom enters the blood directly. Although this pervasive red gas is extremely poisonous, it is more similar to the nature of internal energy cultivation.

Jiang Mingzhe closed his mouth and nose tightly, neither breathing in nor out, to prevent the poison from directly entering his lungs and internal organs. He absorbed and transformed the poison through acupoints and meridians, and it proved to be effective.

After half an incense stick's time, Jiang Mingzhe felt that too much red mist was entering, and the conversion speed was getting slower and slower. Knowing that something was wrong, he jumped away from the range of poisonous gas.

He exhaled a long breath, quickly transforming the remaining toxins in his body.

The giant toad thought he was going to escape, so it suddenly blocked his way, its two small, golden eyes wide open, seemingly surprised that he was still alive.

You stupid toad, you can chase me away now but I won't leave!
Jiang Mingzhe thought smugly to himself that he had already experienced the benefits of this toad.

If he were to use the Northern Darkness Divine Art to absorb someone's internal energy, and the opponent's internal energy was too strong, and he couldn't convert it in time, it would be just like the warning in the scroll: the seawater would overflow the rivers, which would be extremely dangerous!
The toad spat out the poisonous gas and then left it alone. The poisonous gas lingered for a long time, like unclaimed internal energy. It could absorb it whenever it wanted, and if it absorbed too much, it would withdraw and slowly convert it. After the conversion was complete, it would absorb it again. It was practically a customized energy replenishment plan for the Northern Darkness Divine Art.

Leave? Only a fool would leave!
Jiang Mingzhe took a deep breath and stepped back into the toxic gas.

"Jiang Ang! Jiang Ang!"

His action seemed to enrage the giant toad, which roared deafeningly and spewed out red poisonous gas.

The originally pale red color gradually deepened.

Jiang Mingzhe held his breath and concentrated, "I inhale! I transform! Inhale again! Transform again!"
This time, they lasted even longer.

He possessed the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), so even though the little toad was as fast as if it could teleport, it couldn't stop him from coming out to rest and catch his breath.

Although the little toad was intelligent, it was still an animal after all. It only cared about blocking Jiang Mingzhe from running away, completely ignoring the bugs that Jiang Mingzhe was exploiting.

Time passed little by little.

The moon gradually rose to its zenith.

As the Northern Darkness True Qi within his body continued to thicken, Jiang Mingzhe's transformation speed also increased accordingly.

Poor Manggu Zhuha, the mighty king of all poisons, who has roamed the Wuliang Mountains for countless years, has probably never encountered such a freak before.

Whether it was due to its stubborn nature or a lack of other means besides speed and poison gas, it desperately spewed out more poison gas when it saw that it could not kill Jiang Mingzhe.

You spray, I inhale.

As the moon sets in the west, the east gradually brightens.

This giant toad seemed to dislike daytime. Sensing that the sky was gradually brightening, it hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around, as if to leave.

"Want to go?"

Jiang Mingzhe's eyes lit up, and he flipped his hand to activate the mechanism of the sword box on his back. The hidden compartment popped open, and the Seven Child Swords fell into his palm.

You stay!

He circulated his inner energy, pointed the Seven Child Swords, and a beam of azure sword light shot out.

Xuanming Youhan Sword.

欻!
A cloud of white mist rose and then dissipated.

Where the sword energy struck, a patch the size of a face was covered in white frost. A small toad, frozen in place like an ice sculpture, stood motionless.

Jiang Mingzhe's expression changed. How could he not have dodged?

This guy's speed left a deep impression on him.

He deliberately used the Blue Crystal Sword to unleash sword energy, firstly because he sensed that the Manggu Toad's poison was fire-based, and secondly because he wanted to use the extremely cold properties of the blue sword energy to continuously slow down the opponent.

He originally thought it would take at least thirty to fifty sword energies to slow down the speed of the Manggu Toad to a manageable level, so that he could capture it alive.

I never expected that I would succeed with a single sword strike!
Oh no, could it be that it sprayed too much poison gas and ran out of gas, which is why it couldn't escape?

Jiang Mingzhe immediately thought of this possibility.

Is this guy dead?!

Jiang Mingzhe's face grew increasingly grim. He still wanted to raise the Manggu Toad and suck its juices every now and then.

After absorbing the energy overnight, the Northern Darkness True Qi circulated throughout his body, its power like a surging river, becoming about three times stronger than before!
This was because the night wind was chilly, and most of the poisonous gas was blown away.

According to his original idea, if he could catch this Manggu Toad, feed it with all kinds of poisons, and absorb its poisonous gas in a secret room, he would probably be able to cultivate to the level of "Free and Easy Wind Riding" in just two or three years!
If he continues cultivating further, it's not impossible for the art style to shift to cultivation.

Who knew the Manggu Toad was so fragile? A single sword strike turned it into an ice sculpture.

His significant improvement in skill should have been a cause for celebration, but the unexpected failure of his grand plan left him feeling like he'd won the second prize in the lottery—

Even though I've won tens or hundreds of thousands in prize money, I can't help but think about those millions that I just missed!

Clinging to his last shred of hope, he crouched down, picked up a frozen blade of grass, and gently poked the Manggu Toad.

The King of All Poisons shouldn't be this... *whoosh*!
The manggu toad split open in the middle, breaking into several pieces.

"Grass!"

Unable to contain himself, Jiang Mingzhe let out a loud curse, leaped up, and rushed toward the corpse of Mu Gang, the Yi ethnic group's swordsman.

He remembered that Mu Gang had a gourd of liquor tied around his waist, which he had just filled with strong liquor when he left the town.

After untying the wine gourd, Jiang Mingzhe quickly turned back and carefully stuffed the hard, small pieces of the manggu toad's corpse into the gourd before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

After all, it was the king of all poisons. Duan Yu became immune to all poisons after eating it. Even its remains should be an extremely precious treasure.

The king of all poisons, who possesses the fire attribute, was soaked in wine and given to Azi to drink!

Jiang Mingzhe thought of A Zi, and suddenly remembered a story from the original novel—

You Tanzhi absorbed all the essence of the Ice Silkworm, and A Zi happily crushed the silkworm corpse and applied it to her hands to practice her skills, only to find herself in a lonely state of mind.

Looking across the entire world of Tianlong, the only poisonous creature comparable to the Ice Silkworm is the Manggu Toad, but fate is cruel, leaving Azi with only a corpse devoid of its essence.

Shaking his head to dismiss the thought, he reasoned that the Ice Silkworm died of exhaustion, while the Manggu Toad was killed by a beating and was at most exhausted, so the effect should have been much better.

The sun gradually rose.

Jiang Mingzhe hadn't slept all night, but he was full of energy. He glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground and thought there was no need to bury them; there were plenty of volunteer cleaners in the mountains...

"Ok?"

Jiang Mingzhe suddenly saw a familiar "corpse," dressed in black with black hair and a black mask; it was none other than Mu Wanqing.

When was she poisoned?

Could it be that when I threw her out, she didn't go high enough and ended up inhaling poison gas?

Jiang Mingzhe was stunned for a moment, then quickly went over to take a closer look. He saw that Mu Wanqing's face was covered with dried blood scars, and next to her head was a piece of wood about the thickness of a calf!

This was left behind by everyone cutting down trees and building a shed yesterday...

(End of this chapter)