C10 Poisoned

"I told you, the credit is yours. " Lin Xuemo did not understand what Lin Chengzhi was struggling with.

"The reason why I am able to get this quota is because my grandpa has high expectations for my cultivation level, right?" Lin Chengzhi smiled bitterly. "But I am not the one who killed Scarface. I can take this credit. However, after I enter the Red Cloud Sect, if my performance doesn't meet my grandfather's expectations. . . This isn't just a disgrace to my father, our first branch family's future days in the Lin Family will be even more miserable. "

"You haven't even entered the Red Cloud Sect yet, are you so sure that you will disappoint the Lin Family?" Lin Xuemo felt that Lin Chengzhi was too lacking in confidence.

"It's not that I don't have confidence in myself, but the fact has proven that I don't have any talent in cultivation. Compared to my other brothers and sisters, I'm a complete idiot. "

Lin Chengzhi let out a self-deprecating sigh and continued.

"Lin Family has also invited people to teach us the basic cultivation method. However, even if I put in two or three times more effort than the others, my cultivation base still hasn't improved at all. It's been so many years, I. . . And just a rank one martial artist. "

"Cultivators' cultivation is divided into nine realms, and each realm is further divided into nine stages. You've been cultivating for quite some time now. Until now, your cultivation is still at the initial stage. This is really a bit. . . "Lin Xuemo revealed a thought-provoking smile.

"Even if I had a little bit of talent in cultivation, our first branch family's situation in Lin Mansion would not be as bad as it is now. " Lin Chengzhi gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, for an idiot like me, even if I enter the Red Cloud Sect, it would be a waste of one of my family's quotas. "

Lin Xuemo looked at Lin Chengzhi who seemed to have suffered a huge blow and suddenly said, "Don't tell me you really think that you are too stupid. That is why your cultivation has been stuck at the first level of martial artist, right?"

"Isn't that so?" Lin Chengzhi looked at Lin Xuemo in a daze.

"There's something I haven't told you in time. " Lin Xuemo said, "When I was treating your pulse, I found that your meridians were stagnating and your breathing was not smooth. This was not caused by your injury. It was caused by years of contact with some kind of poisonous substance. "

"You mean I was poisoned?" Lin Chengzhi took a deep breath. He subconsciously looked down at his own body. "But I don't feel anything. . . "

"This kind of slow poison will only erode your body a little bit. It's normal that you don't feel anything. " Lin Xuemo shook her head, "If you really feel unwell because of this poison, then you are not far from death. "

Lin Chengzhi seemed to have thought of something. He took a deep breath and used a lot of effort to ask, "How will this affect my body?"

"Didn't you already guess it?" Lin Xuemo looked straight at Lin Chengzhi and said faintly, "You have no progress in your cultivation. No matter how hard you work, your cultivation will not progress. This isn't because you are too stupid, but because you are poisoned. "

"How could this be. . . "

Lin Chengzhi had already guessed the answer, but the moment he heard the truth from Lin Xuemo, he still could not accept it. His body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

"Now is not the time for you to be sad. " Lin Xuemo held him up, "Since you are suffering from chronic poisoning, then the source of the poison must be something you often come into contact with. "

Lin Chengzhi felt his whole body go cold. He subconsciously touched his own body.

"I have already checked the things on your body. There are no problems. " "The only place you might come into contact with is your room," Lin Xuemo said.

Without saying anything else, Lin Chengzhi brought Lin Xuemo to his room.

Lin Chengzhi's room was the same as the entire Youlan Courtyard. It was very simple and crude. There was only a bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and several chairs in the room.

"There are only a few things in my room. Is there really poison here?" Lin Chengzhi looked at his room nervously.

Lin Xuemo only glanced at the furnishings in the room and walked straight to the desk.

Lin Xuemo picked up a sandalwood pen rack on the desk. This pen rack was very delicate. It was made of top quality sandalwood and had a faint fragrance. It should be the most valuable thing in Lin Chengzhi's room.

"Where did you get this pen rack?" Lin Xuemo asked.

"This is a gift from Grandpa ten years ago during the New Year. Me, Lin Changdong, and third uncle's son, Chang'an. As long as you are a male grandson of Lin Mansion, each of you can have one. " Lin Chengzhi said.

"Is this a gift from old master?" Lin Xuemo thoughtfully touched her chin.

"Xuemo, is there a problem with this fight?" Lin Chengzhi's heart had already sunk.

"This sandalwood smell good, right?" Lin Xuemo threw the pen rack aside in disgust. "But this pen rack smells like sandalwood. But it's actually the smell of Bone Erosion Burning Heart Grasss in the Southern Border's Ghost Domain. Fortunately, you usually only come close to this pen rack when reading and writing. Although this fragrance would spread into the room, the taste was already very faint. And you don't always stay in the room. So the poison only accumulated in your body, not to the point of being incurable. "

"Bone Erosion Burning Heart Grass. . . "

Lin Chengzhi's face had already turned pale. He muttered the name of the poisonous grass and could not help but be lost in thought.

"Consider yourself lucky. In another two years, the poison in your body will really not be cured. " Lin Xuemo continued to ask in puzzlement, "I am curious. If this is a gift from Old Master Lin to you, why would he want to harm his own grandson?"

"It wasn't grandfather who wanted to harm me, it was Second Uncle!" Lin Chengzhi gritted his teeth and said.

"What do you mean?" Lin Xuemo did not understand. Why did Lin Chengzhi insist that this was Lin Yuanpeng's doing?

"After grandfather sent out this fight, Second Uncle later suggested that we each carve our names on this fight. This way, it would be more memorable. That way, we wouldn't lose such a precious pen rack. " Lin Chengzhi said. "Grandfather felt that this suggestion was very good, so he left the carving task to Second Uncle. In the end, we all got the pen rack from Second Uncle. "

When Lin Chengzhi talked about what happened in the past, his eyes were full of hatred. Even his hands were trembling.