Chapter 1781: Chapter 1775: Mr. Gu’s Athlete’s Foot

"It’s him!"

"Gu Xiao is here too!"

"It’s over. Now that he’s here, we probably don’t stand a chance with this thing."

"Let’s not jump to conclusions. We’ve all seen the power of this poisonous mist. Even with Gu Xiao here, he might not be able to pass through it. It’s not just about fighting ability."

"I want to see what he’s got."

Quite a few people were eager to see if Zhang Menglong could bring them any surprises.

Zhang Menglong walked over to Han Xu, "It looks like you’ve absorbed some toxins from the mist. You should deal with it quickly, or it could become a serious problem."

Han Xu only noticed at that moment that in his rush to escape the toxic area, he’d inadvertently come into contact with the mist. He was already feeling some discomfort.

He immediately began to absorb the toxins using his body, as toxins were highly beneficial to him.

"Gu brother, this toxin is really strong," Han Xu said, sounding friendly toward Zhang Menglong due to the warning he received earlier, "Absorbing just a little already equals the toxins I normally gather in one or two months."

"Oh? If you cultivate here, wouldn’t your toxicity reach a whole new level?"

"That’s true," Han Xu chuckled wryly, "but if the toxicity overwhelms the medicinal effects in my body, I’ll have trouble controlling myself. It could erupt anytime, which is too dangerous."

"Actually, there are other methods," Zhang Menglong patted Han Xu’s shoulder. That last sentence made Zhang Menglong feel his kindness clearly. Although he had caused many deaths, it was apparent that it wasn’t his intention, just that he couldn’t control the malevolent aura within him.

"Here, take this," Zhang Menglong tossed an ancient book to Han Xu.

"What’s this?" Han Xu glanced at it, "Catastrophic Poison Scripture?"

"It’s a cultivation technique for controlling a constitution similar to your innate toxic body. With proper practice, you can control the toxins in your body freely and use them as a weapon in battles."

Han Xu’s eyes widened. This was a great gift. If he could truly manage his body’s toxins at will, he could devour all sorts of poisons without reservation, becoming his own body’s master. At that point, his strength would rival even a prodigy like Lin Yuan.

"Why are you helping me?" Han Xu asked, "We don’t really know each other, do we?"

"Mind your own business, handsome!" Zhang Menglong threw out an inexplicable comment and headed towards the poisonous mist.

Cold sweat beaded on Han Xu’s forehead.

He truly couldn’t figure Zhang Menglong out; the rumors painted him as fierce, immoral, greedy, embodying all the wicked traits.

But now, it seemed Zhang Menglong was purely mischievous, without a shred of true evilness.

"Gu brother, you can’t go in there. That toxicity is too much for you!" Han Xu suddenly remembered to stop Zhang Menglong.

"This toxin? It’s weaker than my athlete’s foot!" Zhang Menglong sniffed, fearing he might accidentally poison the entire Poison Forest as he ventured inside.

"Wow, what a brag!"

"Even a Saint Level Poison Master would avoid this poison, and he’s willingly walking into it—crazy."

"If his feet can poison this forest dead, I’ll kneel on the spot."

"How stinky must his feet be?"

Zhang Menglong’s words rendered everyone speechless. To boast about foot odor so shamelessly... Did nothing matter to him in this world?

Acting like he didn’t hear them, Zhang Menglong approached a few steps short of the mist and sat down, proceeding to remove his shoes and socks.

"They don’t smell bad!"

"His feet are clean, and there’s no noticeable odor."

The conversation wasn’t over before purple gas began emanating from Zhang Menglong’s feet, denser than the toxic mist itself. Some streams floated near others, and a soul-like impact hit their nostrils fiercely.

"Whoa! What is that smell? Yuck..."

"How can there exist such feet in this world? The athlete’s foot is toxic..."

"Run!"

"Gu Xiao’s foot odor is toxic! Scatter everyone!"

"Oh no! My toxicity level just went up..."

...

A vacuum formed behind Zhang Menglong, with several people poisoned into dizziness lying about.

"What the heck, why is this poisonous fruit so potent?" Zhang Menglong pondered. He had eaten all kinds of fruits from "One Piece" a while back, but this was his first time using the Poison Fruit’s power, and it almost made him nauseous.

"Blegh... blegh..." Zhang Menglong retched dryly but didn’t vomit, grateful he hadn’t eaten much today, or his dinner might’ve come up.

"Intense! Made himself puke too."

"These are the strongest feet I’ve ever seen in my life."

"A powerful person excels in every way, isn’t this even more potent than Han Xu’s poison?"

Thick, purple, poisonous gas continued to stream from Zhang Menglong’s feet, spreading towards the Poison Forest. When it touched the first tree, that tree instantly withered!

Then the second, the third...

"Damn..." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Did his feet really poison those toxic trees to death?"

"I’m convinced. I’m kneeling right now."

"Who would dare provoke him now? Anger him, and if he removes his socks at your house, the whole nation can prepare for a feast."

"I’m certain he has an even deadlier toxic constitution than Han Xu!"

"Do you think his socks and shoes that withstand the foot odor are some sort of top-notch treasure? I heard he’s a highly skilled Artifact Refiner!"

...

Half an hour later, nearly all the poison trees had withered, and the original toxins around the nursery had been replaced with the toxicity unleashed by Zhang Menglong, several times more potent!

"Damn it! Where’s my other sock?" Zhang Menglong finally realized one of his socks was missing, "Can everyone just act like decent humans? Stealing socks that haven’t been washed in three days? Are you out of your mind?"

Zhang Menglong walked gloomily into the poisonous mist, the Poison Fruit’s power still lingering as he didn’t want his resources snatched by opportunists.

"Blegh!" He still couldn’t suppress the nausea, vowing never to use the Poison Fruit’s power unless absolutely necessary.

"Hehe, they’re all mine!" Crouching down, Zhang Menglong grabbed what looked like an ancient ginseng and yanked.

"Human! Let me go! It’s so smelly! Do you know how stinky your feet are? Let go of me now!"

"What the heck? This ginseng has gained spiritual intelligence?" Zhang Menglong was shocked, unable to believe it had lived long enough to develop intelligence.

"Yes! So smelly, so smelly!"

"Move away! Get away from us!"

Several ginseng nearby also expressed disdain.

Zhang Menglong never thought he’d be scolded by a bunch of ginseng in his life, but as an online troll, if he couldn’t outdo some ginseng in a verbal battle, he might as well retire.

"Damn it, keep it up! Keep yelling, and I’ll stew you tonight!"

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