The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 282 - 172: The Sorrow of Flowing Water_2

As she stepped out, all eyes indeed focused on her, piercing like needles. She did not know how many among them found her displeasing.

Having exposed herself, she did not say much more, pouring a medicine pill into the wounded soldier’s mouth: "Alright. He is deeply poisoned and will need two hours to wake up." In fact, the poison would be neutralized in two quarters, but she deliberately mentioned twice the necessary time.

The one supporting the injured man, upon hearing her words, sighed with relief. His face was obscured by the wounded, showing an ambiguous expression; only she discerned it clearly, thinking to herself: "Why is this man relieved? Is it because the wounded will wake up, or because the waking time is sufficiently late?"

Ling Rongnan seemed to have great confidence in her medicine pills and did not ask further, turning directly to say, "Boss Pang, there’s strength in numbers, let’s search together later. The appearance of the first treasure happened too quickly today. If we work together, it’s better to share a little profit than to end up with nothing at all!"

Pang Hai was pondering when a disturbance came from the jungle; it was Ling Rongnan’s men who had gone upstream returning, binding a man with them. "Captain Ling, we rounded them up upstream, killed this one, but the other two got away!"

Upon seeing that the man’s back was pierced by a sword, already breathless, Ling Rongnan could not help but grow angry, "Why not keep a live captive? We still have brothers waiting for the antidote to be saved!"

"He ran too fast; we couldn’t catch him. Seeing that he was about to hide in the jungle, I threw my sword, never expecting such luck, it just happened to pierce his back!" one of them said sheepishly. Ling Rongnan was furious, giving him a shove that almost caused him to stumble.

Pang Hai said with a smile: "No need for anger. Our Third Lady’s Detoxification Pills are known to be miraculous, solving this poison shouldn’t be a problem." Having this time to mull things over provided him with a buffer; he made up his mind, "Let’s go together then, finding two treasures would be best!"

Ling Rongnan was overjoyed: "That is indeed what we should do."

After discussing, Ling Rongnan’s team headed from west to east and found nothing — which was believable as if he had found something, the Jade Chime should have sounded from the west by now — so no one wished to waste their kung fu, instead, they turned eastward.

This direction was exactly what Ning Xiaoxian wanted, but searching with this large group was excruciatingly slow; she still needed to leave ahead of them.

It was rare to find partners with no ill intentions within the secret realm. Pang Hai and Ling Rongnan knew each other from before and along the way, they chatted and laughed. Their subordinates, walking together, were silent; after all, they did not know each other before today.

Disguised as Hao Jing, Ning Xiaoxian followed the main force for a while. Her gaze swept across a dead tree on the roadside, and she thought with joy: "The opportunity has come!" She took out tools from her chest and walked quickly towards the dead tree.

The people in Pang Hai’s team were not surprised by her actions; after all, Hao San was an expert in poisons, so what was so strange about finding some useful poisonous herbs?

The tree had been dead for a long time; in this damp environment, even the trunk had turned black. If not for her excellent eyesight, it would have been hard to notice the small black grass clinging close to the side of the dead tree.

The grass was only as long as a middle finger, with a lengthy stalk which branched off into four feather shafts. Each shaft held two rows of long elliptical small feather-like leaves, looking very much like Huaxia’s mimosa, but the entire grass was pitch black, not reflecting even a hint of light.

How could this plant grow here?

At that moment, a man from Ling Rongnan’s team stepped out and walked toward this direction with a smile. Only when he came close did he ask, "Hao San? What plant is this?"

Ning Xiaoxian felt frustrated. This man was clearly assigned to keep an eye on her. The saying goes that the bird that sticks its head out gets shot; Boss Pang had just pushed her into the spotlight, and now she was the focus of attention. Had it not been for the earlier incident, it would be so much easier to slip away now.

"Rotten heart grass." She examined the small grass, dutifully playing the reticent and taciturn Hao San, "Consuming it will rot the heart and belly, leading to death."

The man was obviously shocked: "Then why are you...?" Immediately after, he remembered that this woman was an expert in poisons and involuntarily took a step back.

"Can be made into Heart Corrosive Powder, a very good poison." As she said this, she raised her face and gave the man a toothy smile.

Hao San herself had a thin and gaunt face with high cheekbones; it already looked quite somber. Standing next to these frightful poisonous herbs, that smile, baring her white teeth, added three points of creepiness.

The man felt somewhat anxious inside and hurriedly coughed, "Third Lady, hurry and dig up this plant; the others are getting far ahead."

She had meant to scare him off, but turns out he was quite devoted to his duty. Well then, sister believes that even after you enter the Netherworld, you’ll be a responsible and dutiful ghost messenger.

"Is it that simple? Touching this thing with bare skin will poison anyone!" She said with a hoarse voice, then took out a small jade knife from her chest and started to painstakingly clean the mud around the toxic grass. To dig out many exotic flowers and herbs, including rotten heart grass, indeed, no metal utensils must be used. Normally, she would cheerfully do this with a swipe of Tusk, but right now, where would she be willing to expose these weapons? She had to use the spare jade knife.

She was deliberately dragging out the time, and her movements were incredibly slow and meticulous, driving the man beside her half mad with impatience. But this is human psychology — there is always a bit of apprehension towards poisonous people and things, hence he dared not push her to hurry up. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)