Rustling filled the air as the branches in the forest swayed gently.0

Puff, puff, puff. 0

Blades pierced into flesh, producing wet, muffled sounds. Lin Zheyu dispatched several bandits with ease and stepped forward to search their bodies. He rummaged for quite a while but found little of value. Just like before, they carried nothing but poison powders, medicinal dusts, and hidden weapons.0

After studying the Toxicology Codex for so long, Lin Zheyu would not call himself a master, but he had acquired a decent understanding of poisons. Most of the poisons these bandits used were concocted by mixing venomous insects and toxic herbs they found in the mountains, and their potency was not particularly strong. They worked well against martial artists below the Blood...0