Poison Erupts, Incredibly Bad Luck!

"Who the hell left behind two miscellaneous journals to fool me?!" You were furious. To explore this cave abode, you had been wounded by its mechanisms and had no choice but to abandon your right leg. And in the end? You only obtained two miscellaneous journals.

You seriously suspected that the person who built this cave abode had done so purely to harm those who came after. Unfortunately, you had become that unlucky bastard.

You staggered out of the cave abode.

In March of the fifth year, you continued searching for spirit herbs, but having lost your right leg, your speed in finding them became even slower.

During this time, you used wood to make yourself a prosthetic limb. At the very least, it barely helped you stand and walk, but running and performing complex movements were still out of the question.

In May of the fifth year, the poison in your body erupted. You had no choice but to spend a great deal of time and spirit herbs suppressing it.

In July of the fifth year, you successfully suppressed the poison within your body, but you felt your physical body had become even more frail.

In August of the fifth year, you continued searching for spirit herbs and never gave up looking for the exit from the secret realm.

In September of the fifth year, while gathering a Spirit Tier spirit herb, an accident suddenly occurred. A Mysterious Tier demonic beast sprang out of nowhere, forcing you to fight it. With the aid of your sword art, you could barely keep it at bay.

However, you knew that you did not have much spiritual power left, so you decided to end the battle quickly. You decisively drew your sword, and only after suffering grave injuries did you finally manage