It had been ten years since my grandpa’s death, and I didn’t even have the chance to see him one last time. Now, I had finally found him. I couldn’t suppress my excitement!

I hated that we couldn't be reunited immediately. I wanted to tell him how much I had missed him during these ten years.

I forgot the time, the location, and the bizarre set of clothing that was following me. I even forgot about the wild animals and venomous snakes nearby. Only when my legs started feeling heavy did I notice that a snake had bitten me. I didn’t bleed much, but the wound had turned black, oozing mucus.

I turned pale with fright as the snakes here were extremely dangerous. If I delayed the treatment, the consequences would be horrible. I could even lose my limb.

I used a dagger to cut the wound open, trying to squeeze out the poisoned blood. It was very painful, but I gritted my teeth and endured.

However, it didn’t work. The toxin quickly spread in my body, and shortly after, my entire leg had turned purplish-black.

I knew I couldn’t descend the...