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... e insect wax powder quickly adhered to the wounds, congealing into a scab, and before long stopped the bleeding.

The Witch of the Rock Sheep Tribe told Jiang Xuan: "The uses of insect wax powder are not limited to stopping bleeding; it also has excellent healing effects for burns, scalds, and sores. If mixed with other healing powders, the effect will be even better."

"Chief Xuan, what do you think about trading insect wax for the Divine Mushroom?"

After hearing the Witch ...

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