Glancing at the black bloodstains on the ground, Zi Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing.
Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
Standing outside the Purple Bamboo Forest, Zi Chen placed his hands behind his back and quietly looked at the forest.
These days, the poison had been invading his body faster and faster. He could no longer suppress it …
Ning An, it's been a month. You should be out by now, right?
As the wind blew gently, Zi Chen turned around and prepared to leave. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman carrying a small black beast slowly walk out from the depths of the Purple Bamboo Forest.
After blinking and confirming that it was Ning An, the corners of Zi Chen's mouth curled up into a smile. He formed a seal with his hands and a force landed on the Donghuang Bell. The barrier that had enveloped the entire Purple Bamboo Forest began to disappear, and the Donghuang Bell returned to Zi Chen's hands.
Ning An had seen Zi Chen's movements clearly. When she had come out, Bi 'an had told her that there was something protecting the entire Purple Bamboo Forest.
"Master, he's been poisoned," said Jing Yan, who was on Ning An's wrist, before she even got close to Zi Chen.
Upon receiving Jing Yan's words, Ning An stopped in her tracks and frowned. "Poisoned? What's going on? "
As she asked, Ning An looked at Zi Chen. Upon closer inspection, she realized that he was indeed much worse than before.
"He's been poisoned by the Heart-Devouring Poison refined by the Blood Ants." Jing Yan paused for a moment before continuing, "From the looks of it, he's been poisoned for quite some time. He's still alive, which means that he's quite strong."
Ning An did not hear the last part of Jing Yan's words.
"How can I help him get rid of the poison?"
For the past month, she had been cultivating outside the Purple Bamboo Forest. Her teacher had used the Donghuang Bell to protect her, preventing her from being harmed by the outside world. Now that she had come out, her teacher had been poisoned!
"Do you really want to keep us in suspense?" The mimicry beast in Ning An's arms, Bi 'an, couldn't bear to watch any longer.
"You … You stinking dragon, why are you being so arrogant? If you have the ability, go and detoxify the poison!" After a month of cultivation, Jing Yan had also digested the inherited memories of his parents.
Since ancient times, the Snake Clan could not be compared to the Dragon Clan. However, the Yellow Springs Snake was different. Their value could be compared to the Dragon Clan, not to mention the Royal Yellow Springs Snake.
Therefore, Jing Yan, who had inherited the memories, was not afraid of Tao Wu at all …
Fu Huo gritted her teeth in anger and turned to glare at Jing Yan, who was wrapped around Ning An's wrist. However, she did not continue to argue with Jing Yan. Instead, she looked at Ning An and used her soul voice to say, "The Yellow Springs Snake can cure hundreds of poisons. Stew it and give it to your teacher. Your teacher's poison will be cured."
Before Ning An could say anything, Jing Yan spoke up.
"Master, Bi 'an is lying to you. I can detoxify the poison without stewing it."
Hearing this, Bi 'an sneered, "Ning An, if you want to cure the root of the problem, you'd better stew it."
"You're spouting nonsense." Jing Yan retorted, "Your idea is obviously bad. You dragons are full of treasures. Do you want me to stew you?"
Bi 'an curled her lips, "My effect is different from yours. Even if I stew it, it won't cure the poison."
Ning An's expression grew colder as he listened to the God of Noise in his mind.
"Shut up, all of you."
This sentence was not spoken using her soul voice. Therefore, not only did Jing Yan and Bi 'an hear it, even Zi Chen, who was walking towards Ning An, heard it.
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