A Farmer's Journey To Immortality - Chapter 739: Poison Wyvern

Chapter 739: Poison Wyvern

Aksai raised his arm and focused.

He could feel it.

Inside that vein flowed a poison energy that felt very familiar. It was sharp, wild, and heavy, exactly like the poison minks he had just killed. Yet it was no longer hostile. It moved in harmony with his body, as if it had always been there.

“So this place rewards the hunters,” Aksai muttered.

He clenched his fist.

The green vein reacted at once. A faint poison aura leaked from his skin before being pulled back in. There was no pain. No rejection. His body accepted the poison essence as its own.

Aksai relaxed his hand and let out a short breath.

“This inner sect space is for nurturing inner sect disciples.”

Aksai lowered his arm and looked ahead into the dark land filled with glowing trees and poisonous mist. A slow smile appeared on his face.

“If that’s the custom here,” he said, “then I’ll take everything it offers. I’m sure I will be able to find a good use for all the poison essence that I accumulate here.”

Aksai moved deeper into the land over the next few days.

He hunted whenever he found poisonous demon beasts. Poison lizards, venom wolves, toxic insects, and strange crawling creatures that leaked green mist from their bodies all fell to his hands.

He relied on his Aurous Body body cultivation and martial arts, striking fast and clean. Each kill left behind more poison essence.

Every time a beast died, the space reacted.

That strange pressure would return, wash over him, and push poison essence into his body.

The green vein on his right wrist slowly grew thicker. It spread upward along his arm like a living thing. More faint veins appeared near his elbow and shoulder. His blood felt heavier, colder, and sharper.

Soon, Aksai noticed something else.

A faint green mist now followed him wherever he went.

It was not visible all the time, but sensitive creatures could feel it. It was a strong poison aura, mixed with the essence of many beasts. The land around him felt quiet at first, but that did not last long.

One day, while resting after killing a pair of poison horned beasts, Aksai sensed movement.

Then more movement.

Growls echoed from different directions. Poison beasts emerged from the bushes and rocky ground. Some crawled. Some ran. Some slithered. Their eyes burned with hunger and rage.

“So it’s this aura,” Aksai muttered. “I smell like prey now. Or more like a walking nutritional pack.”

He tightened his grip and prepared to fight.

The beasts rushed him in waves.

Aksai moved like a shadow, breaking bones and crushing skulls with his fists and feet. Poison splashed across his body, but his skin resisted it. Still, the numbers kept growing. More beasts kept coming, drawn by the poison aura around him.

Then the ground shook.

A deep roar rolled through the land, heavy and sharp.

The smaller poison beasts froze.

Aksai’s heart sank.

Something massive descended from above.

A huge shadow swept over the battlefield. Before Aksai could react, a large creature slammed into the ground. Its wings folded as poisonous wind spread outward.

A poison wyvern.

Its body was long and thick, covered in dark scales with green lines running between them. Its eyes glowed with cold intelligence. Its mouth opened, and a cloud of thick poison breath poured out.

The poison beasts screamed.

The breath washed over them like a storm. Flesh melted. Bones cracked. Within moments, several 3rd Order poison beasts collapsed into piles of rotten remains.

The wyvern did not stop.

It lunged forward, tearing apart the survivors with its claws and jaws. It ate as it killed, swallowing broken bodies without pause.

Aksai stood still, cold sweat running down his back.

“This thing… wiped them out like nothing,” he thought.

The wyvern’s poison breath alone was enough to kill creatures stronger than him in his current state.

This was not a fight he wanted.

While the wyvern was busy feeding, Aksai turned and ran.

But before he could get far, the ground in front of him exploded.

Long white bones burst from the earth. They rose and twisted, forming tall walls lined with sharp spikes. More bones appeared behind him and to his sides, sealing him in.

A poison bone Spirit spell.

Aksai stopped.

He looked up.

The wyvern had finished eating. It lifted its head and stared straight at him. Its gaze was calm and focused. There was no rush in its movements.

It had noticed him from the start.

“This… this is going to give me a headache,” Aksai muttered.

The bones shifted and changed shape, moving like living things. There was no clear path through them. He could not fly. His Spirit essence was still suppressed. His flying artifacts were useless.

Running was no longer an option.

Fighting felt just as bad.

His martial arts worked best against grounded enemies. Against a flying draconic beast with poison breath and strong defenses, his chances were slim.

Hmm. What if I were to play defensive and wait for it to exhaust its powers?

Aksai thought of this idea and immediately shook his head, rejecting it even before it began to take root in his mind. Tiring it out was pointless.

“A draconic beast’s stamina…” Aksai thought grimly. “I don’t want to go there. Why fight someone in something they excel at?”

The wyvern spread its wings slightly and took a slow step forward.

It was not reckless. It was cautious. It wanted to deal with him carefully, after clearing the area.

Aksai also felt its soul pressure.

Strong. Solid. Hard to shake.

“My Aether cultivation powers might not work on this thing either,” he realized.

The poison aura around his body pulsed softly, as if responding to the wyvern’s presence.

Aksai clenched his fists.

“This inner sect space…” he said quietly, “it really doesn’t let you breathe.”

He steadied his stance and watched the wyvern closely, his mind racing. But there was no way out apart from either unleashing the demon beasts he had reared inside the Enchanted Everwood Farm to buy himself some time or to retreat back into his safe space himself.

Since he could only buy time and not deal with the wyvern entirely, Aksai dropped the idea of using the tamed beasts as fodder and expendable pawns. And without knowing everything about the separate dimension’s inhabitants. He wouldn’t risk exposing his biggest secret by making use of the Myriad Worlds Painting.

Eventually, the last poison creature let out a weak cry before the wyvern crushed it under its claws.

Silence returned to the land.

Broken bodies lay scattered on the ground, melting into foul puddles of poison. Green mist floated low, slowly being pulled toward the wyvern as it breathed in. The beast lifted its head and swallowed, its throat glowing faintly for a moment.

Then it turned.

Its eyes locked onto Aksai.

A deep roar burst from its chest, shaking the ground and sending waves through the air. The sound was heavy and sharp, filled with hunger and warning at the same time.

Aksai felt the pressure hit him head-on.

His bones creaked. His blood stirred uneasily. The green poison vein on his arm pulsed, as if answering the call.

Before he could move, the wyvern raised its head and slammed one claw into the ground.

Crack.

Poison bone erupted outward in all directions.

The white bones twisted and grew taller, forming a huge cage. Thick ribs curved upward and inward, locking together above. Sharp spikes lined the inside, dripping green liquid. The spell did not just trap Aksai.

The wyvern stepped inside as well.

The cage sealed shut with a dull thud.

Aksai’s heart sank.

“So you want to finish this up close,” he said quietly.

The pressure inside the cage increased. The poison aura was so thick that breathing felt heavy. Aksai could clearly sense the wyvern’s cultivation now.

It was stronger than him.

Much stronger.

“This thing is in the 4th Order,” he thought. “Early stage… but still.”

That level was equal to a human Nascent Soul cultivator.

In this suppressed world, it was almost unfair.

The wyvern’s aura rolled outward like waves. It was unstable, rough around the edges, as if it had just crossed a big step. But even then, it was overwhelming.

Aksai quickly understood.

“This beast has just advanced,” he muttered. “It needs to stabilize its base.”

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