I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property Chapter 1781 - 1775: Mr. Gu’s Athlete’s Foot

"It’s him!"

"Gu Xiao is here too!"

"It’s over. Now that he’s here, we probably don’t stand a chance with this thing."

"Let’s not jump to conclusions. We’ve all seen the power of this poisonous mist. Even with Gu Xiao here, he might not be able to pass through it. It’s not just about fighting ability."

"I want to see what he’s got."

Quite a few people were eager to see if Zhang nglong could bring them any surprises.

Zhang nglong walked over to Han Xu, "It looks like you’ve absorbed so toxins from the mist. You should deal with it quickly, or it could beco a serious problem."

Han Xu only noticed at that mont that in his rush to escape the toxic area, he’d inadvertently co into contact with the mist. He was already feeling so discomfort.

He imdiately began to absorb the toxins using his body, as toxins were highly beneficial to him.

"Gu brother, this toxin is really strong," Han Xu said, sounding friendly toward Zhang nglong due to the warning he received earlier, "Absorbing just a little already equals the toxins I normally gather in one or two months."

"Oh? If you cultivate here, wouldn’t your toxicity reach a whole new level?"

"That’s true," Han Xu chuckled wryly, "but if the toxicity overwhelms the dicinal effects in my body, I’ll have trouble controlling myself. It could erupt anyti, which is too dangerous."

"Actually, there are other thods," Zhang nglong patted Han Xu’s shoulder. That last sentence made Zhang nglong feel his kindness clearly. Although he had caused many deaths, it was apparent that it wasn’t his intention, just that he couldn’t control the malevolent aura within him.

"Here, take this," Zhang nglong tossed an ancient book to Han Xu.

"What’s this?" Han Xu glanced at it, "Catastrophic Poison Scripture?"

"It’s a cultivation technique for controlling a constitution similar to your innate toxic body. With proper practice, you can control the toxins in your body freely and use them as a weapon in battles."

Han Xu’s eyes widened. This was a great gift. If he could truly manage his body’s toxins at will, he could devour all sorts of poisons without reservation, becoming his own body’s master. At that point, his strength would rival even a prodigy like Lin Yuan.

"Why are you helping ?" Han Xu asked, "We don’t really know each other, do we?"

"Mind your own business, handso!" Zhang nglong threw out an inexplicable comnt and headed towards the poisonous mist.

Cold sweat beaded on Han Xu’s forehead.

He truly couldn’t figure Zhang nglong out; the rumors painted him as fierce, immoral, greedy, embodying all the wicked traits.

But now, it seed Zhang nglong was purely mischievous, without a shred of true evilness.

"Gu brother, you can’t go in there. That toxicity is too much for you!" Han Xu suddenly rembered to stop Zhang nglong.

"This toxin? It’s weaker than my athlete’s foot!" Zhang nglong sniffed, fearing he might accidentally poison the entire Poison Forest as he ventured inside.

"Wow, what a brag!"

"Even a Saint Level Poison Master would avoid this poison, and he’s willingly walking into it—crazy."

"If his feet can poison this forest dead, I’ll kneel on the spot."

"How stinky must his feet be?"

Zhang nglong’s words rendered everyone speechless. To boast about foot odor so shalessly... Did nothing matter to him in this world?

Acting like he didn’t hear them, Zhang nglong approached a few steps short of the mist and sat down, proceeding to remove his shoes and socks.

"They don’t sll bad!"

"His feet are clean, and there’s no noticeable odor."

The conversation wasn’t over before purple gas began emanating from Zhang nglong’s feet, denser than the toxic mist itself. So streams floated near others, and a soul-like impact hit their nostrils fiercely.

"Whoa! What is that sll? Yuck..."

"How can there exist such feet in this world? The athlete’s foot is toxic..."

"Run!"

"Gu Xiao’s foot odor is toxic! Scatter everyone!"

"Oh no! My toxicity level just went up..."

...

A vacuum ford behind Zhang nglong, with several people poisoned into dizziness lying about.

"What the heck, why is this poisonous fruit so potent?" Zhang nglong pondered. He had eaten all kinds of fruits from "One Piece" a while back, but this was his first ti using the Poison Fruit’s power, and it almost made him nauseous.

"Blegh... blegh..." Zhang nglong retched dryly but didn’t vomit, grateful he hadn’t eaten much today, or his dinner might’ve co up.

"Intense! Made himself puke too."

"These are the strongest feet I’ve ever seen in my life."

"A powerful person excels in every way, isn’t this even more potent than Han Xu’s poison?"

Thick, purple, poisonous gas continued to stream from Zhang nglong’s feet, spreading towards the Poison Forest. When it touched the first tree, that tree instantly withered!

Then the second, the third...

"Damn..."

"Did his feet really poison those toxic trees to death?"

"I’m convinced. I’m kneeling right now."

"Who would dare provoke him now? Anger him, and if he removes his socks at your house, the whole nation can prepare for a feast."

"I’m certain he has an even deadlier toxic constitution than Han Xu!"

"Do you think his socks and shoes that withstand the foot odor are so sort of top-notch treasure? I heard he’s a highly skilled Artifact Refiner!"

...

Half an hour later, nearly all the poison trees had withered, and the original toxins around the nursery had been replaced with the toxicity unleashed by Zhang nglong, several tis more potent!

"Damn it! Where’s my other sock?" Zhang nglong finally realized one of his socks was missing, "Can everyone just act like decent humans? Stealing socks that haven’t been washed in three days? Are you out of your mind?"

Zhang nglong walked gloomily into the poisonous mist, the Poison Fruit’s power still lingering as he didn’t want his resources snatched by opportunists.

"Blegh!" He still couldn’t suppress the nausea, vowing never to use the Poison Fruit’s power unless absolutely necessary.

"Hehe, they’re all mine!" Crouching down, Zhang nglong grabbed what looked like an ancient ginseng and yanked.

"Human! Let go! It’s so slly! Do you know how stinky your feet are? Let go of now!"

"What the heck? This ginseng has gained spiritual intelligence?" Zhang nglong was shocked, unable to believe it had lived long enough to develop intelligence.

"Yes! So slly, so slly!"

"Move away! Get away from us!"

Several ginseng nearby also expressed disdain.

Zhang nglong never thought he’d be scolded by a bunch of ginseng in his life, but as an online troll, if he couldn’t outdo so ginseng in a verbal battle, he might as well retire.

"Damn it, keep it up! Keep yelling, and I’ll stew you tonight!"

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