Landing in the Fantastic World

"Sigh, you're always like this, it really makes me worry." Shangguan Yi held her fragrant cheek with her jade-like hands. There was some helplessness in the beautiful eyes.    

"Ding! You have successfully triggered a four-star mission. You have infiltrated the three evil sects and obtained strategic information about them."    

"[Mission Time: Within three days]"    

"[Quest reward: 500,000 experience]"    

"[Would you like to accept it?]"    

After the system notification, Mu Yu accepted the quest.    

That night, Mu Yu did not tell Shangguan Yi personally in order to not make her worry. He only left a letter and left West Wind City.    

Mu Yu casted the Great Teleportation. His body was like a phantom, flashing in the dark night.    

After six hours of rushing, they finally arrived at the outer perimeter of the evil cult alliance's base camp.    

At this time, a disciple wearing the uniform of Myriad Poison Hall walked over.    

The corner of Mu Yu's mouth curled up. Then, he raised his hand and put down the blade, then dragged the corpse to a hidden place.    

He took off the uniform of this disciple from the Myriad Poison Hall and put it on himself. Finally, he used a disguise technique to disguise himself as this disciple.    

Judging from his current appearance, even the person most familiar with this disciple from Myriad Poison Hall wouldn't be able to detect him.    

Everything seemed perfect and flawless.    

Mu Yu had just walked into the camp when he was patted on the shoulder by someone.    

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely feel extreme pain from the pat. However, Mu Yu was carrying an immortal indestructible phagosome. It was as if he was scratching an itch and turning it into experience.    

"What are you doing?"    

Mu Yu turned his head around. He was a fat man with a big head and big ears, and his face was covered with oil. Judging from his attire, his status was obviously much higher than the disciple Mu Yu had transformed into.    

"Bastard! Didn't I ask you to go to Elder Xu's place to get something? Why did you come back so quickly? Where's the thing?"    

Mu Yu had a bad feeling. How could he know what he was going to get, and who Elder Xu was?    

After thinking quickly, he said without batting an eyelid, "Elder Xu said there are too many things. He wants us to go with a few more people."    

Fatty touched his chin and nodded. "There are a lot of things. It is not easy for a skinny kid like you to get them all by yourself. Alright, I will go with you."    

Then, he pointed at the two disciples beside him and said, "The two of you follow me too."    

Mu Yu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He did not expect that he would meet a dead mouse just because he casually said it.    

The four of them came to a worn-out cave.    

A skinny old man with a blurry face was mixing a can of purple-brown unknown liquid.    

The liquid emitted a corrosive and sinister aura.    

"It's poison!"    

Mu Yu immediately made a decision. Everyone in Myriad Poison Hall used poison. In this war with the righteous sects, poison was unavoidable.    

Among the three palaces of the evil path, Myriad Poison Hall had the least disciples, but it was definitely the most troublesome one.    

Even the most powerful experts would instantly lose their lives if they were infected by the poison.    

Mu Yu had killed an expert of the Myriad Poison Hall outside the Gama Holy City, and he had obtained the 'Sacred Scroll of Myriad Poisons'. He had read it frequently during normal days, and it was already memorized by his heart.    

At this moment, he kept thinking about the 'Sacred Scroll of Myriad Poisons' in his mind and suddenly found the name of the poison - Purple Refined Green Mi.    

It was refined with Purple Refined Flower and Green Slime Grass as the main ingredients, and then mixed with snakes, scorpions, poisonous insects, and dozens of other kinds of deadly poisons.    

As long as the surface of the skin was slightly touched, it would instantly corrode and turn into a pool of blood.    

Mu Yu looked around and saw that there were more than twenty or thirty cans of Purple Smelting Green Mi that could really be refined in a room.    

This amount was enough to kill an orthodox disciple a hundred times.