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第一千四百五十九章 时间之毒

Lin Xuan was taken aback, but the three Core Formation Realm cultivators in front of him looked terrified. Tong Yu zhenren nodded his head, and his body seemed to tremble slightly.

That experience felt like a nightmare. Over these ten years, it had been swirling around in Tong Yu's mind.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed as he couldn't help but feel astonished. Although Tong Yu's strength was negligible, his cunning impressed Lin Xuan greatly—like Mount Tai collapsing before him, he remained unperturbed. Could the Jade Lotus Bee really be that formidable? Why did it scare him to such an extent?

However, Lin Xuan didn't speak; he silently waited for the other party to continue.

"After opening the stone coffin, those demonic insects flew out with a 'buzz.' Senior Brother Xu was beside the stone coffin and couldn't escape. He was stung on his head by one of those half-foot-long demonic bees, suffering from intense pain..."

"We were all shocked and immediately summoned our treasures. The large-sized Jade Lotus Bees were easily eliminated, but that half-foot-long one was impervious to weapons or elemental spells; it did nothing when struck."

Lin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of joy as he heard this. Did the Jade Lotus Bee become harder with its growth? This detail wasn't mentioned in the Spirit Control Art.

"How did things proceed?"

"We three fought together but couldn't defeat even one demonic insect. We were all stung by its poison needles, though not on vital areas, and our poisoning was severe. If this continued, we would surely perish. So, we had to carry Senior Brother Xu as we fought and retreated, using every ounce of strength to finally escape from that ancient tomb."

"Ah, I see." Lin Xuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over Tong Yu's face: "If I'm not mistaken, Senior Brother Xu still has some years left, but a hundred years should be possible. Why did he suddenly perish? Could it have been due to the poison being hard to treat?"

"You can say that it was indeed because of poisoning, but the situation is different from what you imagine," Tong Yu said.

"How about the poison?" Lin Xuan's face showed increasing interest; of course, he wanted to know more about the Jade Lotus Bee.

"Namaste. The poison from those demonic bees isn't fatal but can cause a rapid loss of lifespan. We watched Senior Brother Xu pass away in front of us," an old monk with a hoarse voice interjected.

"Lifespan loss... Master, are you saying..." Lin Xuan's expression changed to one of shock.

"Indeed. It seems that senior guessed correctly. Although the poison is terrifying, it isn't fatal. The fear lies in its ability to make people age rapidly. Senior Brother Xu originally had about a hundred years left. But after returning, he seemed to have aged a century within just a few days, exhausting his lifespan and passing away."

Lin Xuan remained silent for a moment but then showed some hesitation: "You said that the rest of you were also poisoned by the same toxin; why..."

"We were lucky; there was only one terrifying Jade Lotus Bee. The poison it contained was limited. When attacking Senior Brother Xu, it had already released most of its toxins, and we were affected by the residual poison," the old monk muttered.

"I see."

After this conversation, Lin Xuan finally understood the entire situation. Surprised yet delighted, he realized that his initial thoughts about the Jade Lotus Bee were wrong; mature-stage demonic bees could be so formidable.

Time Poison!

Such a toxin could cause a rapid loss of a cultivator's lifespan, far more terrifying than a lethal one.

"So, why did these几位道友 come to this Netherworld Gate?" Lin Xuan's eyes flickered as he spoke thoughtfully.

"Compared to Senior Brother Xu, we were only affected by residual poisons. Our lifespans are decaying twice as fast."

"Twice as fast?" Lin Xuan's pupils constricted; indeed, this situation was not good. Core Formation Realm cultivators originally had a thousand-year lifespan, but with the poison, they would have only five hundred years left.

Cultivation cultivation—seeking longevity. With such a rapid loss of lifespan, wouldn't it be like sitting on pins and needles?

"We three already have little time left; if this continues, we will perish soon. Fortunately, my cultivation is not high, but I am skilled in alchemy. Over the past ten years, I've researched countless texts and finally developed a drug to counteract this poison. The ingredients are easy to obtain, except for one main ingredient that we couldn't find..."

"Oh, what kind of medicine?" Lin Xuan asked nonchalantly.

"A hundred-thousand-year-old purple lotus herb." Tong Yu zhenren said with a bitter smile: "Brother Lin, you know how ordinary the purple lotus herb is. But when it fully matures, its medicinal value is extraordinary. Herbs over ten thousand years old are rare and valuable; occasionally appearing, they can fetch astronomical prices in crystal stones. This hundred-thousand-year-old purple lotus herb..."

"However, aside from this, we couldn't find any other formula to remove the poison. Fortunately, the Netherworld Gate has opened, and although it's dangerous, there are many rare treasures inside that are hard to find outside. We had no choice but to take a risk," Tong Yu zhenren sighed. With his experience, he knew the Netherworld Gate wasn't something for him to casually enter at this stage.

Waiting would only result in his lifespan decaying twice as fast—equivalent to a death sentence.

The expressions of the old monk and the other party were similar; even in Yunzhou, Core Formation Realm cultivators were respected. But in the Netherworld Gate, there were too many experts, making them mere low-ranking soldiers.

"Indeed, but you don't need to worry. If it's any other treasure, I can't help, but this purple lotus herb is a stroke of luck; I just happened to get one."

Before he finished speaking, the three people beside him brightened up. They exchanged glances and confirmed they hadn't misunderstood, their faces showing immense joy.

"Brother Lin, you really have a hundred-thousand-year-old purple lotus herb? It must be over ten thousand years old," Tong Yu zhenren swallowed hard as he spoke.

As the master of Spirit Medicine Mountain, he naturally knew about various treasures. A hundred-thousand-year-old purple lotus herb was indeed an extraordinary existence; logically, even a Separation Formation Realm expert would find it impossible to have one.

Hearing their doubts, Lin Xuan didn't get angry but instead extended his hand and patted his waist. A peculiar-looking spirit herb appeared before him.

It was no more than a foot long but emitted a strong fragrance.

Not only the leaves and flowers, but even the stems had turned purple, indicating that it was in its best mature state.

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