Chapter 3: I am Venom!

Ye Qiu postponed his meal to the evening. Watching Old Jack and Tang San leave, Ye Qiu happily went home.

Along the way, Ye Qiu was studying his martial soul. Looking at the tadpole on the fingertips, it was indeed very small.

It's hard to imagine its function, and no wonder Su Yuntao judged it as a useless martial spirit. Just got home. Ye Qiu was standing next to the water tank in front of the door, trying to possess the spirit.

The tadpole stuck to Ye Qiu's fingertips under his gaze. It looked like black fibers and wool, quickly spreading towards Ye Qiu's body.

Ye Qiu could feel his whole body filled with strength.

Looking at the water tank, there was a sharp and hoarse sound of shock.

"Oh my god—!"

Ye Qiu looked at the 'monster' in the water tank in disbelief. The main color is black, with strands of white fibers. The biggest feature is the two white spots on the eyes.

When he was talking, Ye Qiu could even see a row of sharp teeth and a long tongue in his mouth!

"You are kidding." Ye Qiu staggered back two steps. He touched his face and looked at his strong arms. Of course, he recognized what was stuck on his body.

He couldn't help but feel his heart pounding. "My martial spirit is venom?"

A hoarse voice, with a hint of uncertainty. Ye Qiu took a deep breath, and the smooth black on his head receded like the tide. It was like wearing a tight leather jacket.

He walked slowly towards the water tank. "Oh my god! Oh my god, where is my head?! Stop it!"

Ye Qiu looked at the headless reflection in the water tank. Extremely terrified. He grabbed his neck with both hands, trying to pull his head out.

If any villagers passed by here, they would be scared to death even in broad daylight. Fortunately, there was no harm. Ye Qiu's head grew back successfully, and the black color was woven into his head again. His face turned slightly pale, and he was terrified.

But then, Ye Qiu's pale face broke into a bright smile. He had a bold guess in his mind!

Ye Qiu held half of his face in the water tank, and the water inside began to boil and surge, turning into poison. A hoarse voice mixed with childishness sounded.

"I see."

"I am Venom, right?" The words fell. Ye Qiu found that there was spider silk hanging in front of him, with a small spider hanging on it.

The white color of Venom's eye shrank as Ye Qiu slowly raised his hand and gently poked his finger at the spider.

"Want to try it?"

Coo coo! Ye Qiu's body began to agitate, flowing towards the spider like fluid. After possessing the spider, he felt the changes on his body.

"Oh my god! I'm stuck, I'm stuck!" He exclaimed as the basin was stuck to his hand.

"…" After a few more attempts at discovering and controlling his newfound abilities, he jumped up, "Great! Success!"

Three months passed in a flash. Ye Qiu's body became much stronger.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, he was not only able to fly over eaves and walls but also wove a hammock for himself to entertain himself from time to time.

He performed like crazy, splitting bricks with his bare hands and breaking bricks with an iron head, and he even dared to test his crotch with a brick!

After some testing. Ye Qiu is already full of confidence and vision for the future.

Although there are obvious weaknesses, no one knows about them, so we just need to find a way to make up for them before then. Being afraid of high temperatures is not a problem.

It's sunny.

Ye Qiu simply packed his things. With the wine gourd still hanging around his waist, he followed Old Jack to Tang San's home.

There are very few people with soul power in the village. It is also a piece of cake to get work-study places that are not needed in other villages.

"Tang Hao, I'm here to pick up Tang San as agreed." Old Jack shouted.

When Ye Qiu stepped into the blacksmith shop, he was hit by the heat and the unpleasant smell of alcohol. The corners were filled with scrap copper and iron and bottles and jars that had once contained wine.

"Hey, good morning! Xiao San and Uncle Haozi!"

Ye Qiu smiled and said good morning to Tang Hao and his son, then took out some candy and handed it to Tang San.

"Xiao San, do you want some candy?"

"Need not."

Tang San shook his head, his tone a little better than before.

Ye Qiu shrugged helplessly.

No one paid any attention to Tang Hao, who was sitting at the dining table drinking soup with a scruffy beard.

He just raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Qiu indifferently, and no emotion could be seen in his cloudy eyes. But Ye Qiu won't let him get away with it.

He smiled and walked forward to open the wine gourd hanging on his waist.

"Uncle Hozi, would you like some wine?"

"Pour it up!" A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded, and Tang Hao casually poured out the rice soup in his hand and placed the empty bowl on the table.

"Okay!" Ye Qiu immediately filled Tang Hao's bowl. The wine was a very clear green, mixed with some blue tint.

No one bought his wine except Tang Hao, and that was by chance.

Pah! Tang Hao reached into the bowl with his black, fishy hand, stirred it, and then poured it out. Put the 'clean' bowl back on the table. Ye Qiu didn't feel sorry at all. Continue to fill Tang Hao's bowl with his private secret drink.

"Uncle, would you like some more candy?" Tang Hao took a sip of the wine, feeling a little intoxicated, as if he was sipping fine spirits. Looking at the colorful things Ye Qiu handed over.

Tang Hao glanced at him. He nodded slightly, then grabbed all the candies in Ye Qiu's hand with his big hand.

The smile on Ye Qiu's face was even brighter. He rubbed his hands together and blinked his big black eyes, revealing a bit of commercialism.

"Uncle Haozi, I'm going to school, you see." Without waiting for Ye Qiu to finish.

Tang Hao waved his hand and said impatiently, "Don't waste your energy. I don't have any money."

"Haha. It doesn't matter. Xiao San is so capable. He will be rich in the future." Ye Qiu was not annoyed either.

The money Tang Hao paid for the wine on credit was just a drop in the bucket for a soul master.

Hearing this, Tang San did not reply but looked at his sloppy father.

"Xiao San, you don't have to pay for his wine." Tang Hao gave the order casually, raised his hand and threw a few candies into his mouth without even looking at Ye Qiu.

"Got it, Dad." Tang San nodded seriously.

"What?!" Ye Qiu's expression changed slightly.

However, this wine was just the garbage water he used to wash the wine bottles, and he soaked some blue silver grass in it.

But he never forced anyone to buy it. This is the result of his hard work. "Uncle Haozi, how could you do this? Aren't you bullying an honest man?!"

Old Jack, who was helping Tang San pack up, also noticed the commotion.

He immediately couldn't help but chime in: "Tang Hao, don't go too far. You're even trying to rob a child of his belongings!"

"What are you arguing about? It's just some credit for some wine and some candy. I'm so tired that my mouth is about to turn pale."

Tang Hao didn't even turn his head. He took a few pieces of grass-flavored candies and chewed them for a while with the grass wine specially provided for him.

His eyes were filled with ecstasy, as if the taste of his wife was on his lips.

"Although it has no grand taste, it is clean. I cooked it myself!" Ye Qiu frowned.

He picked up a lot of wine bottles, some of which were distilled, and were absolutely clean and hygienic. How could this dignified Haotian Douluo be so shameless!