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第四百章 毒药

Before his eyes lit up. At the end of this stone staircase lay a vast medicinal garden.

The garden was quite expansive, covering about a hundred feet in each direction. What surprised Lin Xuan was that he recognized only half of the strange flowers and exotic herbs planted there.

This left Lin Xuan feeling rather puzzled. After all, as the young master of Spirit Herb Mountain, and someone who frequently read books, he should have some familiarity with the various precious medicinal plants of the cultivation world...

Could these all be ancient medicinal herbs from a million years ago? The thought made his heart race. He took a few steps forward, and a fragrance like that of orchids and musk wafted over him.

It was intoxicating. But Lin Xuan's expression suddenly changed as he turned pale. A layer of green light flashed across his body, blocking the scent from entering. Then, with a serious look on his face, he raised his head to gaze ahead.

There was a delicate purple flower bud, though it had yet to bloom, already measuring the size of a bowl. Above it hovered a faint mist, and that was where the fragrance emanated from.

"Poison Dragon Grass?" Lin Xuan's expression turned ashen when he saw this plant, his voice tinged with disbelief. He had once read about this in an ancient text, but its name alone revealed that it wasn't a rare medicinal herb; rather, it was a highly toxic plant.

Legend had it that even dragons, ancient beasts, could be poisoned by it—though some exaggeration was involved, the potency of its toxicity was undeniable.

Lin Xuan turned his head. Among the Seven Extremes Red Fruit and Water Immortal Devil Orchid, several herbs he recognized were also present, but without exception, they all contained potent toxins.

From this, Lin Xuan deduced that other plants here might not be any better.

He rubbed his chin, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. Could it be that this wasn't a medicinal herb garden at all, but a place specifically for cultivating toxic herbs?

After some consideration, the idea seemed plausible. After all, Mo Yue Clan's witchcraft was renowned for its deadly poisons.

These poisonous plants were not rare treasures, and Lin Xuan couldn't help sneering as he sought out the ancient spirit herb's waste pills. He released his divine sense into the underground garden; apart from himself, no one else was present. Reaching into his waistband, he took down a spare storage bag.

Regardless of what happened, these poisonous flowers and herbs were not to be underestimated. Even if he had stumbled in by accident, he would first plunder this medicinal garden before searching for the spirit herb's waste pills.

In an instant, Lin Xuan made up his mind and activated the storage bag, casting a spell on it. A green light emerged from within.

He circled the garden, collecting all matured exotic poisonous plants into his bag without hesitation.

This place was not worth lingering in. Just as he was about to return by the same path, his brow furrowed as if sensing something. He stopped and stepped closer to a corner of the garden, where he felt a faint波动 of spiritual energy.

Could this be the Mo Yue Clan's treasured artifact that Heavenly God Ghost Emperor wanted to steal?

With this thought, Lin Xuan couldn't resist. After all, what an old monster like him coveted must not be ordinary.

After some hesitation, he summoned his Drifting Cloud and Snowfall Sword and slashed at the stone wall before him. A layer of yellow light silently appeared, blocking his attack.

Strange!

Lin Xuan was delighted despite not being alarmed. He cast a spell with both hands, pouring all his spiritual energy into the magical artifact. The divine sword emitted a brilliant light, then he pointed it towards the禁制.

At the same time, Senior Immortal Primordial Ancestral floated in mid-air with an ashen face. He had underestimated that fellow; he thought the Heavenly God Ghost Emperor's recent promotion would make him weaker than his own condensation stage witch who had been around for over two hundred years, and thus harbored some contempt.

But now, he realized the other's power far exceeded his expectations. Not only did he easily escape from the array, but in their battle, he didn't fall behind and even had enough strength to attack younger witches. After killing several people, this guy actually used a mysterious secret technique to flee.

The thought of being toyed with made Senior Immortal Primordial Ancestral nearly explode with anger. At that moment, several peak condensation stage witches, including the elderly gentleman Ye, flew over and paid their respects to him from afar.

"Master, we have already evacuated the lower-ranked disciples. What should we do next? Please instruct us."

Though he was furious inside, in front of his disciples and juniors, Senior Immortal Primordial Ancestral had to maintain a graceful demeanor: "Well done. Now gather all the condensation stage witches in the city into groups of five to search for those ghostly entities. Remember, don't engage them lightly; if you find any, immediately send a sound transmission talisman."

With that said, Senior Immortal Primordial Ancestral's black light flashed, and he vanished like a streak of light towards the horizon. The Heavenly God Ghost Emperor was too arrogant—treating this place as his own backyard, coming and going at will. This would damage his reputation if he let him escape.

Senior Immortal Primordial Ancestral disappeared without a trace, leaving the peak condensation stage witches staring at each other in confusion.

"Brother Ye, you..." The middle-aged woman's face showed hesitation.

"Mrs. Li, since Master has issued an edict, please cooperate with our tribe," said Senior Immortal Ye, frowning and speaking calmly, then casting a glance towards Yun Feng as if to warn him.

"Naturally, we dare not defy the will of the great ancestor." The middle-aged woman forced a smile: "I'll go gather our condensation stage daoists."

Yun Feng snorted and flew off in the direction of Cai Huan's tribe.

"Senior Brother," the black-faced witch looked at Yun Feng with an expression of concern.

"Third Junior Brother, there's no need to worry. This fellow has ambitious designs that have been growing for a long time. Ambition requires strength as its foundation. Unless he successfully condenses his essence, he can't defy Master's authority." Senior Immortal Ye smiled arrogantly: "Just like just now, though he was unwilling, he still had to follow Master's instructions."

Hearing this, the black-faced witch felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief.

"Alright, we should act quickly."

With that, Senior Immortal Ye and the black-faced witch transformed into streaks of light and disappeared in another direction.

Within just a few minutes, several experts had left. With the low-ranked witches already dispersed, the once bustling arena was now empty.

Puff...

A small ghost silently emerged, cautiously looking around before emitting a green light the size of a thumb that flew towards Heavenly Star Palace.

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