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His movements became more and more skillful and faster. He grabbed the container, stuffed it, and tightened the lid in one smooth motion.

Often, the moment the lid is put on one jar, their eyes are already locked on the next target.

The venomous insects respawn quickly enough to support his high-efficiency capture.

On the slope, a gray figure could be seen moving like a ghost among the morning mist, rocks, and bushes. Wherever it passed, venomous insects with bared fangs and claws quickly disappeared, stuffed into those rough pottery jars that seemed to have no bottom.

[Capture 1 Spotted Poisonous Scorpion]

Capture 1 Armored Centipede

Capture 1 Ghost-Faced Spider

……

The notifications scrolled rapidly across the edge of the field of vision, like a screen being refreshed.

Wu Feng was single-minded and focused on capturing the scene.

His gloves were quickly covered in the slime and dirt that had seeped out as the venomous insects struggled, but he didn't care.

His physical strength was slowly being depleted, but with his current physical constitution and internal energy, this amount of exercise was almost negligible.

Time flies by in the efficient and repetitive actions.

As the sky gradually brightened, the morning mist in the forest began to thin and dissipate.

After more than an hour, Wu Feng put the last ghost-faced spider, which was writhing wildly and spitting out some useless spider silk, into the corresponding earthenware jar and tightened the wooden stopper, then stopped.

The slight panting wasn't from fatigue, but rather a natural relaxation after maintaining a high level of focus for an extended period.

He glanced at the three ceramic jars in his backpack.

The quantity is clearly displayed on the item description of each jar:

Jars decorated with scorpion symbols: [Spotted Scorpion] x200

Jars with centipede symbols: [Ironclad Centipede] x200

Jars with spider symbols: [Ghost Spider] x200

Exactly two hundred of each type, totaling six hundred.

It is ten times the number required by the basic requirements of Agudo.

On the slope, in the area he had repeatedly swept, the number of poisonous insects had noticeably decreased, and it seemed that even their respawn rate couldn't keep up with his capture speed.

"Done." Wu Feng shook the sticky liquid off his gloves and stood up straight.

The morning light finally pierced through the thin mist, illuminating the messy slope and his stained clothes.

I wonder what hidden rewards I'll get for achieving this tenfold overcompensation.

After carefully placing the three heavy pottery jars in his backpack, he turned around and headed back towards the Miao village, following the increasingly clear forest path.

As the morning mist dissipates, the outline of the Miao village emerges in the rising sun.

With his backpack on and three heavy earthenware jars in his hands, Wu Feng walked along the stone path, which was slightly warm from the morning sun, and returned to the largest bamboo house in the center of the village.

The jar swayed gently with his steps, and a faint, rustling sound came from inside—the sound of hundreds of poisonous insects struggling in a dazed state under the influence of the specially made medicinal mud.

The sunlight slanted down, making his coarse cloth outfit, stained with mud and poison, shine.

The hardened dark green stains on the hem of the garment were even more noticeable, emitting a complex smell that was a mixture of mud, decaying leaves, and the stench of insects.

Aguduo remained seated on the bamboo stool under the eaves, her work now consisting of grinding dried herbs with a stone mortar. Hearing footsteps, she raised her eyelids.

When her gaze fell on the three pottery jars in Wu Feng's hand, she unconsciously stopped grinding the clay.

Her cloudy yet sharp eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the tightly sealed cork at the mouth of the jar and Wu Feng's calm and expressionless face.

"You're back?" Agudo's voice was a little hoarse than in the morning, with a hint of barely perceptible inquiry.

"Yes, Grandma, here are the poisonous insects you requested." Wu Feng stepped forward and placed the three earthenware jars one by one on the open ground beside Aguduo's feet. His movements were steady, and the jars made a dull thud when they hit the ground.

Aguduo put down the stone mortar, bent down, and stretched out her withered, claw-like hand to open the jar with the scorpion symbol on it.

The moment the cork was pulled out, an even stronger, fishy odor wafted out. She leaned closer to the jar and peered inside.

Inside the jar, densely packed, layer upon layer, were the dark, shiny carapaces and curled tail hooks of colorful scorpions.

Most of them were in a dazed state, with only a few still wriggling slightly, but they were clearly subdued by the medicinal mud on the inner wall of the jar and had lost their former ferocity.

At a glance, the number is definitely more than twenty.

Agudo silently closed the jar, then opened the centipede jar and the spider jar in turn.

The armored centipede's dark, segmented body was tangled together, while the ghost-faced spider's hairy abdomen and back were crowded together.

Every jar was nearly overflowing.

She straightened up and looked at Wu Feng again, the wrinkles on her face seeming to deepen due to some intense emotion.

The cloudiness in those old eyes faded slightly, revealing a deep-seated astonishment and scrutiny.

"You..." Agudo paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully, "You really did catch quite a few."

Her gaze swept over the three jars again, as if to confirm that this was not an illusion.

"This is...very helpful to me." The tone was no longer flat, but contained a real shock and a faint, suppressed joy.

Such a large number of perfectly preserved live poisonous insects would likely take even the most experienced insect catcher in the village several days, even with specialized tools, and they might not be able to guarantee such preservation.

And this young man from out of town, all by himself, only took a little over an hour.

Wu Feng simply stood there, his face expressionless, as if he had just done something utterly ordinary.

"I just grabbed a few extra. Grandma, see if it's enough?"

"Enough...enough is enough." Agudo let out a long breath, and when she looked at Wu Feng again, her eyes were completely different.

It is an acknowledgment of a skilled outsider.

She slowly sat back down on the bamboo stool, the surprise on her face gradually fading, replaced by a solemn expression.

"As agreed, this is what you deserve." As Agudo said this, a system notification immediately popped up in front of Wu Feng's eyes.

[System Notification: The quest "Collect Live Poisonous Insects" has been successfully completed! You have gained 15000 experience points, 300 Miao Village reputation points, and 50 silver coins. Agudo's favorability towards you has increased significantly.]

A golden aura of experience flashed across his body, and reputation and silver were automatically credited to his account. But that wasn't all.

Agudo's voice continued, aged yet clear: "You've done me a great favor, and these basic rewards are what you deserve. However..."

She changed the subject, her gaze falling on Wu Feng's face, "Since you have such a heart and have shown such ability, I will not hold back. As an extra reward for helping me catch so many poisonous insects, I will teach you the true secrets of our Miao region—the art of poison gu and the technique of raising gu."

Wu Feng's heart stirred, and his eyes focused. This hidden reward was quite interesting.

Aguduo began her explanation, speaking slowly and clearly enunciating each word: "Practicing martial arts with poisonous insects is not about ordinary brute force or simple poisoning. Our Miao secret tradition emphasizes nurturing and transforming. The Poison Gu Technique uses a special method to introduce the essence of poisonous insects into one's own meridians and refine it. This not only greatly enhances one's resistance to poisons, but also allows one to cultivate unique toxic internal energy based on the characteristics of the chosen insect. It can be chillingly cold, scorching hot, or paralyzing, with many variations, making it impossible to defend against."

"And the art of raising Gu," Aguduo paused, a deep glint in her eyes, "is an even more profound application. It uses one's own essence and blood, internal energy as a guide, supplemented by secret medicines, to cultivate specific, potentially toxic insects into Gu. The Gu insects are connected to their master's heart and blood, like an extension of their own arm. They can not only assist in battle, reconnaissance, and poisoning, but they themselves are also a living medicine, with a very strong auxiliary effect on cultivating poison Gu techniques. They can even nourish their master, strengthening their poisonous internal energy."

"If you are lucky enough to capture some rare, naturally gifted poisonous insects as the base for your Gu cultivation, the poison skills and internal energy you develop in the future will be more distinctive and more powerful."

After Agudo finished speaking, she looked quietly at Wu Feng and said, "These two secret techniques complement each other. They are the secrets that allow our Miao people to survive and live in harmony with the poisonous creatures of these Hundred Thousand Mountains. I will pass them on to you today. I hope you will use them wisely and not use them for evil, nor... suffer the consequences."

As she spoke, a striking golden notification box popped up in front of Wu Feng's eyes again:

[System Notification: Miao Village Chief Aguduo wishes to teach you the "Five Poison Gu Technique" (Second-rate) and "Basic Gu Raising Technique" (Special Skill). Do you wish to learn?]