I am Venom!

Chapter 3: I am Venom!

Worried about his Martial Soul.

Ye Qiu postponed his meal to the evening.

Watching Old Jack and Tang San leave, Ye Qiu happily headed home.

All the way, Ye Qiu was studying his Martial Soul.

Looking at the small tadpole on his fingertip.

It was indeed very small.

It was hard to imagine its use, no wonder Su Yuntao had judged it a trash Martial Soul.

As soon as he returned home.

Ye Qiu stood by the water tank next to the door and attempted to activate his Martial Soul Avatar.

Under Ye Qiu's gaze, the small tadpole

stuck to his fingertip.

Like black fibers, like yarn, it rapidly spread towards Ye Qiu's body.

Ye Qiu could feel his entire body filled with power.

He looked at the water tank.

Immediately, a sharp and hoarse voice of shock erupted.

"Holy crap—!"

Ye Qiu looked at the 'monster' in the water tank in disbelief.

The main color was pitch black, with wisps of white fibers.

The most distinctive feature was the two white patches on its eyes.

When it spoke.

Ye Qiu could even see rows of sharp teeth in its mouth, and a long tongue!

"No joke, right?"

Ye Qiu stumbled back two steps.

He touched his face, then looked at his now stronger arms.

He certainly recognized the thing stuck to him.

His heart couldn't help but pound wildly.

"My Martial Soul is Venom?"

His hoarse voice, with a hint of uncertainty.

Ye Qiu took a deep breath, the smooth blackness on his head receded like a tide.

His body felt like it was wearing a tight leather suit.

He slowly walked towards the water tank.

"Holy crap! Holy crap, where's my head?! Cut it out, hey!"

Ye Qiu looked at his headless reflection in the water tank.

He was terrified.

He frantically grabbed his neck with both hands, trying to dig his head out.

If any villagers had passed by.

Even in broad daylight, they would have been scared to death.

Fortunately, the scare was harmless.

Ye Qiu's head successfully grew back, the blackness weaving itself into a head again.

His complexion was slightly pale, he had been thoroughly frightened.

But then.

Ye Qiu's pale face broke into a smile, a very bright one.

He had a bold guess in his heart!

Ye Qiu hugged the water tank.

Half of his face began to boil from the inside, churning and transforming into Venom.

A voice, hoarse yet mixed with childishness, rang out.

"I get it now."

"I am Venom, right?"

As the words fell.

Ye Qiu saw spider silk hanging before him, with a small spider clinging to it.

Venom's eye whites contracted.

Ye Qiu slowly raised his hand and gently poked the spider.

"Want to try?"

Gulp!

Ye Qiu's body began to bulge, flowing like liquid towards the spider.

"Holy crap! I'm stuck, I'm stuck!"

"..."

"Yes! It worked!"

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Ye Qiu's body had become much stronger.

After manifesting his Martial Soul Avatar, he could not only scale walls and leap over rooftops but also wove himself a hammock.

He often entertained himself.

He would put on a show of breaking bricks with his bare hands, smashing bricks with his head, and even daring to

test his groin with a brick!

After a series of tests.

Ye Qiu was filled with confidence and anticipation for the future.

Although there were obvious weaknesses, no one knew about them, and he just needed to find a way to compensate before they became an issue.

Things like fearing high temperatures were no big deal.

The sun was shining brightly.

Ye Qiu simply packed his belongings.

With his wine gourd still hanging from his waist, he followed Old Jack to Tang San's house.

People with Soul Power were rare in the village.

Getting a work-study student spot from another village that didn't need it was also a piece of cake.

"Tang Hao, I'm here to pick up Tang San as promised,"

Old Jack called out.

He led Ye Qiu into the blacksmith shop, and a wave of heat, along with a strong smell of alcohol, hit them.

The corners were piled high with scrap metal and empty wine bottles.

"Yo, morning! Little San, and Uncle Hao!"

Ye Qiu greeted Tang Hao and his son with a smile, then took out some candy to give to Tang San.

"Little San, want some candy?"

"No, thank you."

Tang San shook his head, his tone a little better than before.

Ye Qiu shrugged helplessly.

Tang Hao, who was sitting at the dining table, slurping his rice soup with a disheveled beard, ignored them.

He merely raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Qiu indifferently. His cloudy eyes revealed no emotion.

But Ye Qiu wouldn't let him off the hook.

He walked forward with a smile and opened the wine gourd hanging from his waist.

"Uncle Hao, want some wine?"

"Pour me some!"

A hoarse, unpleasant voice sounded. Tang Hao casually threw away the rice soup in his hand.

He placed the empty bowl on the table.

"Coming right up!"

Ye Qiu immediately filled Tang Hao's bowl.

The wine was a clear green, with a few dregs of Blue Silver Grass mixed in.

No one bought his wine.

Only Tang Hao enjoyed this particular brew, and that was by chance.

Smack!

Tang Hao took his blackened, foul-smelling hand and stirred the bowl before dumping it out.

He then slammed the 'cleaned' bowl back onto the table.

Ye Qiu didn't bat an eye.

He continued to pour Tang Hao another bowl of his privately concocted liquor.

"Uncle Hao, want some more candy?"

Tang Hao took a sip of the liquor, a look of blissful intoxication on his face, as if savoring fine tea.

He looked at the colorful candies Ye Qiu was offering.

Tang Hao glanced at him.

He nodded gently, then with a sweep of his large hand, gathered all the candies from Ye Qiu's grasp into his palm.

Ye Qiu's smile widened.

He rubbed his hands together, his big black eyes blinking, revealing a hint of shrewdness.

"Uncle Hao, I need to go to school, you see..."

Before Ye Qiu could finish.

Tang Hao waved him off impatiently.

"Don't waste your breath, I'm broke."

"Haha. It's okay, Little San is so capable, he'll have money in the future."

Ye Qiu wasn't annoyed.

The money Tang Hao owed for the liquor was but a drop in the bucket for Soul Master.

Hearing this.

Tang San didn't reply, instead looking at his disheveled father.

"Little San, you don't need to pay for his liquor."

Tang Hao casually instructed, popping a few candies into his mouth without even looking at Ye Qiu.

"Understood, Dad."

Tang San nodded seriously.

"What?!"

Ye Qiu's expression shifted.

Even though this liquor was just the dregs from washed bottles, steeped with some Blue Silver Grass, He had never forced anyone to buy it.

This was his hard work!

"Uncle Hao, how can you do this? Aren't you bullying an honest person?!"

Old Jack, who was helping Tang San pack his things, also noticed the commotion.

He couldn't help but chime in:

"Tang Hao, don't go too far, you're even snatching things from a child!"

"What's all the fuss? It's just some liquor debt and a handful of candy. My mouth is so bland it's practically falling out."

Tang Hao didn't turn his head.

He chewed a few grass-flavored candies, paired with the special grass liquor brewed just for him, savoring the taste.

His eyes were filled with a look of bliss, As if his wife were in there.

"Even though it has no taste, it's clean! I brewed it myself!"

Ye Qiu frowned.

He had collected and distilled plenty of wine bottles, ensuring they were absolutely clean and hygienic.

How could this dignified Clear Sky Douluo be so shameless!

Wishing everyone a pleasant life!