From Poison Sand Palm to Martial Sainthood
Chapter 63

Attentiveness

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"Hahahaha... the Life-and-Death Talisman?"

At the sight of the thin ice in his hand, Zhao Er could not help laughing before casually flinging it away.

The thin ice flew several meters, finally shattering against the door and dissolving into a wisp of black smoke.

Zhao Er stepped forward to inspect it and discovered traces of corrosion left by the Blackwater Strange Serpent's venom on the door.

"Freezing the toxins inside my body and then throwing them at a distant target might actually become another ace up my sleeve... if I combine it with hidden-weapon techniques, it might produce some remarkable results."

As he ran his hand over the marks the venom had corroded into the door, Zhao Er was already considering further ways to develop this method.

Zhao Er controlled the yin qi himself. Using the yin toxin to freeze the toxins in his body allowed them to remain lethal after leaving it, and there was still plenty of room to refine this method.

At the very least, he had escaped the old restriction of only being able to deliver poison after striking an enemy with his hands or feet, giving him far more room to maneuver.

Yet after Zhao Er finished examining the marks on the door and turned around, his keen eyes spotted countless dead mosquitoes and other insects scattered across the floor.

"Looks like... moving out of my family's home was the right decision..."

Looking at the dead insects on the floor, Zhao Er had little trouble guessing the reason.

He felt fortunate, too. Thankfully, he had moved out of his old home. Otherwise, toxins leaking out like this would have spelled utter disaster for his ordinary family members.

"Knock, knock, knock!!! Is anyone home?"

Just as Zhao Er was reflecting on this, a woman's voice sounded

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