Mixed Blessing System

After entering that estate, Lothur passed a beautiful entrance garden, where many plants he had already spotted from afar were decorating and perfuming the place.

But those were not the only flowers he had his eye on…

No, the woman in front of him, who was wearing a white dress that went down to her knees and had clear skin without imperfections, was also beautiful and had a lovely fragrance.

And thinking about how this woman must be a poison master, Lothur could not help but consider how absurd the thoughts of his predecessor about people of this profession were.

Poison masters were definitely powerful, but upon seeing that woman, the idea of someone terribly deformed and dirty had disappeared from Lothur’s mind.

“By the way, can you tell me your name? And whose property is this?” He asked as he walked up a flight of stairs behind that woman.

Upon hearing that, the green-haired beauty looked back momentarily and then said. “My name is Rebecca. As for my mistress, shouldn’t you know that? How do you come to other people’s houses asking to learn without knowing that person’s name?”

“Hehe, I’m sorry. I was just trying to start a conversation…” Lothur lied since he genuinely did not know the name of such a person.

“Oh? Are you sure you want to be a poison master? Not many of us try to start an unnecessary conversation. We are usually more quiet and direct in our words.” She eyed him, interested in that fellow’s appearance.

Unlike the women with whom Lothur hung out most of his time, this one in front of him already had a bit more experience in the business, being 31 years old. As such, she had enough experience to put her in a more ‘offensive’ position regarding certain subjects…

And hell, Lothur was a sight for sore eyes!

To make matters worse, he seemed to have a good talent for becoming a poison master.

‘Maybe I should play with him a little? There are hardly any men capable of withstanding my touch…’ She pondered over this, considering her poisonous body.

‘Usually, they don’t last even a night, maybe…’

“Oh? You can tell me…”

After chatting a bit with Lothur on the way to her laboratory, it was not long, and Rebecca and her companion settled into that place.

There, unlike what Lothur had found at Doctor Snee’s workplace, that area had a large orange tub in the center, without any gurneys or places to socialize. Instead, there were some side shelves with jars and herbs, while a large bookcase stretched across the wall opposite the entrance door.

And observing this place that only had two small upper windows, Lothur became curious about what would happen next and asked. “What do you want me to do?”

Seeing that Lothur did not seem to be going back on his words, Rebecca smiled and said. “Nothing much. Just wait for me to prepare this tub with some low-level poisons.”

“After that, you just have to endure a ‘relaxing’ bath in there for 10 minutes. Then, if you don’t die, you will have proven your point, and I will do as promised.”

“Oh? Is that how poison masters normally act?” He asked curiously.

“Sometimes…” She said as she paced back and forth in that lab, picking up jars with liquids or herbs, sometimes looking for items that were not so accessible there. “Poisons, as you know, have a high potential to cause harm to those bodies in contact with them.”

“Depending on the type of poison, if it gets into your bloodstream, it is almost impossible to reverse the situation without some damage.”

“As such, at the beginning of a poison master’s training, usually an apprentice is only exposed to toxic substances through his skin.”

“Only at more advanced levels does a poison master use poisons more internally in their bodies.”

“Oh? Makes sense…” Lothur muttered in a low voice, making mental notes about this situation.

“But there are other methods of training a person’s resistance to poisons. For example, there are poison masters who wear poison tattoos, which basically continuously release toxins into such people’s bodies.”

After saying that, she mixed into that tub all the items she collected, also throwing in there some substance that Lothur knew was not water.

“Take off your clothes.” She said after swallowing her saliva, curious to see if he would obey her. “Take everything off, including your underwear…”

“Fine!”

Then, every piece covering Lothur’s body had already been removed in a few seconds. He walked towards that tub, totally naked, without any modesty.

Gulp!

“Oh, mine…” Rebecca almost shuddered at the sight of the health of the silver-haired man. ‘I said that just to test him, but…’

‘Good thing he’s not shy, or I’d never see one that size…’

After staring at something she should not for a few moments, Rebecca smiled and touched Lothur’s left shoulder, more interested in seeing him succeed. “Now you can lie and pretend you’re just taking a relaxing bath in the tub.”

“If what you said is true, and I hope it is…” She closed her eyes momentarily, took a deep breath, and continued. “You shouldn’t feel much more than a slight burning through your body.”

“OK.”

Lothur then stepped into that tub with a greenish liquid inside, putting his right foot in first and proceeding with the rest of his body as he felt nothing.

[Mixture of three basic poisons] [Classification: Iron]

[Feature: degrades constitution at 15% of host recovery rate.]

[Description: Mixture used to alter the body of cultivators by stimulating the evolution of their resistance.]

“Sigh!”

As he settled there, Lothur closed his eyes and sighed, feeling an excellent little warmth he had not expected. ‘My recovery rate is higher than the degradation rate of this liquid, so I can just relax…’

With that, he continued with his eyes closed, quickly falling asleep while being watched by the shocked Rebecca.

‘That…’

‘He’s so comfortable that he slept?’ She scanned Lothur’s calm vital signs, which showed that he had fallen asleep.

‘He was telling the truth! He’s even able to relax during torture like that!’

Training for poison masters was not comfortable. But, the opposite of that, most poisons used by these individuals caused excruciating pain sensations.

Thus, she hoped Lothur would at least feel a little bad in that situation!

But seeing him so well there, Rebecca no longer doubted that he had indeed accidentally developed resistance to poisons!

After all, only then could someone like him endure that bath without feeling bad.

It must be said that even cultivators several times stronger than mortals would feel terrible in that situation. The difference between such a person and a mortal would only be the level of discomfort and the chance of intoxication. 𝒃𝒆𝙣𝒐𝒗𝙚𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝒎

But regardless of cultivation, considering that such a person did not have a very high level, only those with resistance to poisons could go through this experience painlessly!

‘It seems he does have his qualities…’ She smiled, already wondering if Lothur could withstand her poisonous body…

But while doing so, she suddenly saw something that caught her attention.

In that bathtub, the greenish liquid suddenly became more transparent, little by little becoming the color of the water.

Seeing that, she understood what was happening. ‘His body sucked up all the poisonous substance? How can that be?’

‘Is that a physical characteristic of his body?’ She knelt beside that tub as her fingers ran down Lothur’s bare chest, curious to check him out in that situation.

Unfortunately for her, there was no explanation for the situation, only a subtle improvement in that man’s skin quality.

[Iron-grade poison resistance.]

[Progress: 16.5%.]

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[Name: Lothur Ritter]

[Physique: what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger]

[Bloodline: ****]

[Cultivation: level 4]

[STR: 7.6] [CON: 9.2] [DEX: 6.5] [AGI: 8.5]

[INT: 30] [PER: 13] [WIL: 45.5]

Upon opening his eyes, Lothur immediately saw the system messages, realizing he had improved his characteristics.

But even though this was almost insignificant, he was not bothered. After all, the experiment had been too simple to stimulate him to more significant gains.

And with that, he soon focused on the fairy hands that were massaging his chest at this very moment.

“It’s truly nice to wake up like this, you know?”

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