Huang Xiao opened his eyes and saw his Martial Uncle, Hu Wei, standing before him. He hurriedly rose and asked in some confusion, "Martial Uncle, what brings you here?"
Hu Wei's face was full of anger, and he did not answer Huang Xiao at once. He made a grabbing motion, and the Power-Devouring Poison Force manual lying beside Huang Xiao's feet flew into his hand.
"As a martial artist, you must keep your feet firmly on the ground, not dare to practice anything just for the sake of power! Do you know what this is?" Hu Wei waved the Power-Devouring Poison Force manual before Huang Xiao's eyes.
"Martial Uncle, please let me explain!" Only then did Huang Xiao understand: Hu Wei had mistakenly thought he was practicing Power-Devouring Poison Force, which was why he was angry.
"Explain? Fine, I'd like to hear what explanation you have." The anger on Hu Wei's face had not diminished in the slightest. "Everyone in the valley knows that Power-Devouring Poison Force allows rapid progress, but almost no one actually dares to practice it. Yet here you are-quite the bold one!"
"Martial Uncle, I really was only curious. I had no intention of practicing it. Besides, to actually practice Power-Devouring Poison Force, I'd first have to turn myself into a body of ten thousand poisons," Huang Xiao said hurriedly.
"Hmph, curious? Weren't you practicing just now?" Hu Wei's anger subsided a little. He had gotten somewhat carried away just now, mainly because something had been weighing on his mind these past two days. Seeing Power-Devouring Poison Force lying beside Huang Xiao's feet, then seeing him sitting cross-legged in meditation, he had assumed Huang Xiao was practicing it.
It was not that practicing Power-Devouring Poison Force was forbidden. Although the cultivation method was exceptionally sinister, the