I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

”I need to reach the Entering Grade first!” Zou Feng thought.

However, the requirements for the Entering Grade could not be satisfied by ordinary venom. At this thought, Zou Feng’s nose twitched. He caught a whiff of a strange fragrance that filled him with a deep craving.

Talk about exactly what the doctor ordered. Relying on his intuitive perception of poisonous substances, Zou Feng concluded that the source of this exotic fragrance was the exact Exotic Poison he needed.

Since dawn had yet to break, Zou Feng immediately set out to track it down. Having achieved Integration and Mastery of the Five Poison Palm gave him plenty of confidence. He wasn’t afraid of being discovered. As the saying went, skill breeds courage. If he really was exposed, the worst-case scenario was simply slaughtering his way out of the Yang Mansion and becoming an outlaw.

It had to be said that even with the confirmation of his genius in Poison Skills, Zou Feng’s current mindset was a bit too reckless and lacked caution. Yet for some unknown reason, Zou Feng simply didn’t want to deal with the hassle. He felt a constant sense of urgency, a nagging feeling that he had to act fast.

Soon, like a venomous creature adept at stealth, Zou Feng followed the scent to the room of Yang Yanpeng, the Third Young Master of the Yang Family.

”So Yang Yanpeng has also engaged in the Cultivation of the Five Poison Palm, and it seems he’s quite good at it...” he thought.

Towards the main culprit who had nearly beaten him to death, Zou Feng naturally felt no psychological burden about using Refinement to absorb him. He instantly darted into the room and clamped a hand over Yang Yanpeng’s mouth and nose.

Yang Yanpeng was sleeping soundly. How could he have anticipated being ambushed by a stronger, deadlier venomous creature within the very walls of the Yang Mansion? Unable to even put up a struggle, Yang Yanpeng let out two feeble whimpers before slipping into a deep coma.

Zou Feng quickly hoisted Yang Yanpeng over his shoulder, vaulted the wall, and fled the Yang Mansion. He needed to find an undisturbed spot to slowly interrogate Yang Yanpeng. After all, the presence of the Five Poison Palm manual in the woodshed felt far too deliberate to be a mere coincidence...

One day later.

On the outskirts of Yuan Guang County Town, Zou Feng—having reached the Entering Grade—injured five pursuing constables and smoothly made his escape. Yang Yanpeng’s hands were chopped off, leaving him to die a gruesome death.

After fleeing the scene and extracting the necessary intel, Zou Feng headed straight for the Southern Border and successfully joined Biyou Palace.

One year later.

Breaking through to the First Grade at an unimaginable speed, Zou Feng had already become a Biyou Palace Guardian. As for the Biyou Palace Master, Su Qingyu, she had long since regarded Zou Feng as her most ideal Poison Cultivator partner to exchange insights with.

Right now, deep within Qifeng Mountain, the two of them had just completed their first intimate exchange.

After the exchange, Zou Feng lay on the grass, gazing up at the starry sky. He couldn’t shake the feeling that their recent interaction was something he had experienced before—and more than just once. Smelling the poisonous fragrance on Su Qingyu’s body from such close proximity—especially the scent on that pair of prison guards—made the sense of familiarity grow even stronger.

”Protector Zou, what are you thinking about?” Su Qingyu, incredibly satisfied with Zou Feng, clung to him once more.

At this moment, Zou Feng could clearly feel that something in his mind was about to explode. The next moment, as if driven by some demonic impulse, he suddenly grabbed Su Qingyu’s prison guard and said, as if entranced, ”I’ve smelled this foot odor before!”

Upon hearing this, Su Qingyu immediately voiced her displeasure. ”I do not have foot odor! Smell them again!” As she spoke, she nearly kicked her prison guard right into Zou Feng’s face.

Feeling Su Qingyu’s Exotic Poison fragrance from such close range, the swelling pressure in Zou Feng’s mind finally burst open with a loud bang. Everything from before he fell into Reincarnation flooded his sea of consciousness in a flash of enlightenment.

Having awakened his Innate Wisdom, the surrounding scenery instantly began to blur and distort.

Yet Zou Feng’s expression right now was incredibly bizarre.

He never imagined he would actually be fumigated into awakening...