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Chapter 81

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"Have you memorized them?" Before confirming that Zhen Xiaoxiao had memorized the faces of her six senior brothers and sisters, Yang Guyu would not leave in peace. After all, in her eyes, Zhen Xiaoxiao was synonymous with unreliable.

"I've memorized them …" Zhen Xiaoxiao hesitantly probed, "It's not a problem for me to fish in troubled waters, but what if the medicine fields don't actually have the things that Huang Yao Lao said?"

"Hahahaha, that's impossible! Although no one has entered the medicine fields for a long time, everything that grew in the fields hundreds of years ago is recorded. Adding on the years of growth, the old foxes of the Medicine Pavilion know everything! "

"Then what if the medicinal materials are eaten by the poisonous beasts?" Zhen Xiaoxiao did not give up.

"They can't eat them." Yang Guyu shook her head confidently, "Do you think that I, the Seven Leaves Mountain Founder, am stupid? He has already placed restrictions on the first generation of the poisonous beasts. All descendants of the poisonous beasts in the Black Field Medicine Forest can only cultivate by breathing in medicinal energy. They are not allowed to harm the roots and fruits of the medicine, or else they will be killed by the heavens! The purpose of their existence is to sharpen the claws and teeth of the Qi Condensation disciples. This time's hunt is not only to gather medicinal herbs, but also to slaughter beasts. "

"If that's the case … the medicinal field is bound to be full of fruits …" Zhen Xiaoxiao heaved a long sigh of melancholy.

However, Yang Guyu did not hear the hidden meaning behind her words. She only proudly added, "Of course. Although our Seven Leaves Valley's alchemy path is weak, the value of the Black Field Herb Forest far surpasses that of the Lotus Mountain, Hundred Herb Sect, and Plum Blossom Sect's herb gardens. This is because the Black Field Herb Forest was the work of the founder of the Seven Leaves Valley. Every single stalk was personally plucked by him from a dangerous place overseas and grown in the forest.

Their value is self-evident! "Especially the nameless red flower. It can only be plucked with fire magic and stored in a metal container. If you touch it with your fingers, the entire stalk will wither. This is a sacred item for alchemy. There is only one stalk in the entire Joy River Sect's third rank alchemy sect! If this medicine is eaten by a beast, not only will the Valley Master be enraged, even the Joy River High Sect will send out an emissary to burn the culprit to ashes. "

"Aside from the Eight-Eyed Spider Emperor's heart, this flower is the most important thing to the Medicine Pavilion during this hunt … Eh? Xiaoxiao, why do you look so pale all of a sudden? "Yang Guyu finally noticed the change in Zhen Xiaoxiao's expression.

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered that the Realgar Array needs to be strengthened. There are a lot of snakes these days."

It was useless to complain about his own troubles to Yang Guyu. Zhen Xiaoxiao forced himself to stay awake and tried to maintain a smile that was about to crack.

"Then hurry up and go. I'll leave first. This ginseng needs to be stored in a jade box, otherwise the medicinal energy will be wasted." Yang Guyu believed Zhen Xiaoxiao's words without a doubt. After saying goodbye to her, she heartlessly ran in the direction she came from. Her mind was filled with thoughts of delivering the ginseng to her master as soon as possible.

"F * ck, something that even the Delight River Upper Sect cares about … I'm screwed!"

As soon as Yang Guyu turned around, Zhen Xiaoxiao's face, which was full of smiles, instantly collapsed.

"No wonder it wilted the moment I touched it …"

The nameless flower that Yang Guyu mentioned was most likely the one that grew next to the grass hut, the one that was so red that it made one's heart flutter.

Well, there it is, in my sleeve, as withered and black as a tinder-stick.

A few days ago, I was afraid that Huang Yao Lao would scratch my face, but now? I don't need to worry about my face anymore, because I'll soon be burned to ashes by the Thunder Flame!

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