"One year, a thousand kinds of poisons? Is this a fucking task that a human can accomplish?"
Dugu Bo's face turned green when he looked at the content of his first test.
He has been playing drugs all his life. He thinks that he has seen eighty if not one hundred extremely poisonous things, but those are all accumulated over decades.
Now let him find a thousand kinds of poisons to refine within a year. Wouldn't this cost him his life?
"Besides, you are now a ninety-ninth-level peerless Douluo, and you still have a trace of divine power in your body. For you, refining poison is as simple as eating and drinking water?" Come on, where are there so many ready-made poisons on the mainland for me to find? Even if there are, which ones are highly toxic and are not in some kind of desperate situation? "
"One year is not enough for me to just run away!"
"Who asked you to find it yourself?" Ning Liu said, "You are too naive."
"If you don't find it yourself, how can you conjure it up for me?" Dugu Bo said angrily.
Ning Liu smiled mysteriously and pointed at himself: "Change, you can't change it. But, I can make it for you."
"Create it?" Dugu Bo was stunned.
Ning Liu said calmly:
"Old Poison, have you forgotten, what am I doing now?"
"I am the leader of the Liulitian Sect and the Grand Marshal of the Federation. Under my command, I control the resources of the entire continent!"
"I just need to issue an order to ask all the soul masters across the continent to collect all kinds of poisonous weeds, poisonous insects, and poisonous ores for me. Do you think, within a month, I can collect a thousand different kinds of poisons for you?"
Dugu Bo's eyes suddenly widened as big as copper bells.
He looked at Ning Liu blankly, his mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word.
Yes!
How could he forget this!
He is no longer the lonely old poisoner he used to be!
Standing behind him is Ning Liu, the entire Douluo Federation!
With Ningliu's current power and appeal, not to mention a thousand kinds of poisons, even ten thousand kinds, as long as you are willing to spend money and time, it is not difficult!
"I...fuck!"
Dugu Bo figured this out and was trembling with excitement.
He felt that his previous thinking was completely limited.
In the past, when he practiced cultivation, he had to explore alone and painstakingly searched for resources all over the world.
But now, he only needs to sit at home, and someone will pack up all the cultivation resources in the world and deliver them to him!
This feeling is simply... so wonderful!
"How is it?"
Ning Liu looked at him with a smile, "Do you still find it difficult now?"
"It's not difficult! It's not difficult at all!"
Dugu Bo rubbed his hands and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. His old face, which had just regained some color, began to glow with an excited green light again.
"O Lord, you are truly my reborn parent!"
He is now completely convinced of Ning Liu, and his whole body is in total admiration.
This is no longer a thigh, this is simply Optimus Prime with wings!
Accidentally, he poisoned all the treasures in his medicine garden. "
"Hehe, okay!"
Dugu Bo jumped down from the altar and landed firmly on the ground.
He felt the surging power in his body, feeling that he could beat ten of his previous selves now.
He clenched his fist, a trace of green soul power lingering on his fingertips, and the surrounding air made a "sizzling" corrosive sound.
"Is this the soul power contaminated by the inheritance of God? It's really overbearing!"
He was astonished.
Ning Liu looked at his unseen expression and shook his head, but he was thinking about his next plan in his heart.
Dugubo’s success is just the beginning.
He still has a lot of talents in his hands, waiting for him to "promote".
"Yang Wudi, Baihe, Niu Gao..."
Names flashed through his mind.
These people are his core team. The stronger they are, the more stable his foundation will be.
"It seems that in the next period of time, I will have to give a "crash course to become a god"."
Ning Liu touched his chin and muttered to himself.
He sent Dugu Bo away and asked him to consolidate his cultivation, while he put away the altar of faith and returned to the meeting hall.
He still has seven god-level forging hammers that are useless.
This is a real killing weapon and must be used on the edge.
"The first one upgraded the "production tools" and brought huge strategic value."
"Then the remaining two should be used to strengthen the "combat power.""
Ning Liu sat on the chair, lost in thought.
The first thing he thought of was his Shura Demonic Sword.
"If I hit it with a divine hammer, what would happen to the Shura Demonic Sword?"
His heart was full of expectations.
In addition to the Shura Demonic Sword, he also has several powerful rewards obtained from the system.
For example, the million-year soul bone, "Nine Nether Dragon Wings".
If it is upgraded, will it evolve into a real "Dragon Wing"?
Every choice is full of infinite possibilities.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, practice is the only criterion for testing truth."
Ning Liu finally decided to strengthen his Shura Demonic Sword first.
After all, this thing is related to the inheritance of Shura God!
One's own strength is the most fundamental thing.
Having made up his mind, he stretched out his right hand and thought about it.
A sword with a long and narrow blade, black and red, appeared in his hand.
Ning Liu stroked the cold sword body and could feel a hint of friendly "emotion" coming from the sword.
This sword, after achieving the god level and giving birth to the sword spirit, has long been connected with his mind, like an extension of his arm.
"Next, it may hurt a little, please bear with it."
Ning Liu said softly to the Shura Demonic Sword.
The Shura Demonic Sword made a clear sword cry, as if in response to him.
Ning Liu took a deep breath and gave the system another command!
"System, use the forging hammer for me to evolve the Shura Demon Sword!"
【This upgrade will consume three god-level forging hammers! 】
——!
A clear and sweet sound of gold and iron echoed throughout!
This time, it is no longer a silent integration.
It is the most direct and fierce collision!
Sparks are flying!
Every spark contains terrifying fragments of space laws, cutting dark cracks into the surrounding space!
The Shura Demonic Sword let out a shrill scream, and the entire sword body trembled violently!
A series of cracks visible to the naked eye began to spread on its sword!
ification
ification
ification ification as if it would be completely shattered in the next second!
Ning Liu’s heart suddenly rose to his throat!
"Holy shit! No way! Are you kidding?!"
He did not expect that this promotion would be so domineering!
This is not forging. This is obviously to smash the sword and recast it!
But the matter has come to this, and he has no way out.
He could only grit his teeth and frantically inject his soul power and mental power into the Shura Demon Sword to help it.
The power of the god-level forging hammer is still pouring into the sword body.
The cracks on the Shura Demonic Sword are becoming more and more numerous and dense.
Finally, in Ning Liu's horrified eyes, there was a "bang" and it completely shattered into thousands of shining fragments!
"It's over!"
Ning Liu's mind went blank for a moment.
His current strongest weapon, which is still an artifact related to the inheritance of God Shura, was actually... smashed to pieces by his own hands?