The Talentless Sect Master Chosen By The System Chapter 38: Chapter 38 The Swamp Of Poisons

After some careful consideration,he decided to head towards the Moss forest which is about a few thousand miles away from the sect. Even with his cultivation,it would take him around a month to arrive at that area. Despite so,he still didn't change his mind in the end. He himself was a youth with curiosity hidden deep within him unlike others of his age. He had experienced so much more to know when he can finally set himself free and make a run for the outside world and now was the time.

Along the way, the first part of the journey would require him to pa.s.s through a swamp where many Martial Master demon beasts live. It's even rumored that this place,is ruled by a Demon King as well, the peak existence ij the lower realm. This was the territory of the poisonous demon beasts,even most Martial Spirits would dare to enter this area unless they have absolute confidence. One wrong step in this area could mean even death for a Martial Lord.

Of course,not everyone would treat this place as nothing but danger. To the poison experts,this place could be the one of the best locations for them to improve their poisonous arts. They could study the various plants and demon beasts here which collecting information on each and every single one of them. Sooner or later,they would be able to their very own poison as long as their theory proves to be true. Some of them could even make use of the poisonous characteristics and disguise them as an elixir to be sold to others.

In fact, there's a famous story that most cultivators know about. In the past,there was a mortal whose family was killed by a Emperor just because his father accidentally blocked his path when he was rus.h.i.+ng to somewhere else. Knowing that it wasn't possible or even realistic to attempt to take revenge,he decided to enter this swamp. Soon,tens of years went past in the blink of an eye. At that time,many famous wandering cultivators were wandering around the world,especially one who called himself the King of Poisons.

During the Martial Emperor last day in the lower realm after he had finished whatever task he had to do,he invited every single wandering cultivator or forces for a final gathering. During that time,the person who called himself the Poison King gave an elixir to the Martial Emperor, without him knowing that it was actually fatal poison strong enough to kill him.

The Martial Emperor with his cultivation,saw through the elixir pill and thought that it was safe as he consumed it immediately on the spot as the Poison King had told him "Dear Emperor,you would be able to make another small breakthrough in the Martial Emperor realm with this elixir pill,the only drawback is that it can only be taken out for ten breathes before losing its effect.

Hearing this,the Martial Emperor wasn't willing to hesitate anymore as he swallowed the elixir pill down immediately. In his mind,he was still thinking about how he would have advanced one step further on the cultivation path with just this one single elixir pill.

When the Poison King was speaking,he didn't have the intention to hide his voice,thus everyone had heard what he said. After the Martial Emperor had swallowed the elixir pill,everyone was antic.i.p.ating the arrival of something amazing. Yet what happened next greatly shocked them,never would they have expected something like this to happen.

The face of the Martial Emperor started to turn purple while red dots which seemed like rashes started to appear on his skin. From his face to his body to his legs,to every single part of his body. When the Martial Emperor tried to force the poison out with his spirit energy,he actually vomited out dark red blood instead.

The Poison King walked up to the Martial Emperor who was tumbling on the ground slowly and lifted his face up "You deserve this. All of this was foreshadowed from the day you killed my family."

The Martial Emperor's body was still shaking as he asked "Who is it that I killed?" His voice was shaking with every word he said as he panted heavily,fighting for oxygen in the air around him. The Martial Emperor wanted to know,the reason for the Poison King doing this to him.

The Poison King smirked,picking up the Martial Emperor from the ground and punching him on the face,he shouted to his face "There's no way you will know who my father is,my father was just a mortal!"

What the Poison King had just said shocked every single cultivator who was present at the area,sending a huge tidal wave into everyone's heart. The Martial Emperor which they all had looked up to in his years down here was actually such a cruel person. Even though no one says this,everyone knows that cultivators like them shouldn't get involved in ties with the mortals. As for killing them, that's already a taboo in the world of cultivators who are on the good path.

The Martial Emperor laughed as he laid on the ground,his face looking towards everyone. His hair was in a mess while blood flowed down his face. "Hahahaha,to think that a Martial Emperor like me would die from poison in the lower realm! Just all of you wait,in a thousand years time,my kingdom would come for me!"

Before anyone could say anything,the Martial Emperor had already burned his whole body into ashes. Everyone looked at each other,unsure of what to do from now. A thousand years from now,what would they be able to do then. Ever since then,this part of the story became a part which was unknown to many cultivators. Never will they know that,it would actually be coming for them soon.

Back in the Swamp of Poisons,Nightin was traversing across the poisonous swamp while keeping a lookout for any poisonous substances which he might accidentally get into contact with.

Even so,Nightin still had to protect his own body with his sword intent. Here,the sword intent will be much more useful compared to the spirit essence in keeping the poison away from invading his body. Additionally,he would be able to cultivate his sword intent and familiarise himself with his sword intent.

Nightin continued to advance forward,oblivious to the fact that danger was lurking ahead of him. The place gave off an eerie feeling as well which made him more conscious of his surrounding.

Right at this moment,a long slithering wet tongue dashed towards himself from his back. Nightin only managed to barely sense it as he rolled to the side and looked towards his back.

A gigantic toad about double his size slowly came into his view. Nightin could sense that the toad was only in the low grade Demon Spirit realm,yet it gave him a great sense of danger. One has to know that only a Martial Lord nearing the middle grade can give him such a feeling.

Taking out his longsword,five mystic swords started to spiral and dance around him. Closing his eyes,he could sense that there are more than one of those toads around him,they were a whole group.