Wei He listened from the side as well. Bai Dou's fate had been tragic indeed, but he had truly killed far too many people.
His family had died, and for revenge, he had not only slaughtered his enemies' entire clan, but also wiped out more than ten neighboring households to silence them.
From the elderly above to infants below, he had spared no one.
That was going too far. To put it bluntly, Bai Dou was also a man of extreme temperament.
After lunch, the convoy continued on its journey.
Ever since Wei He had made his move last time, the convoy had split into two sides—the merchant caravan on one side, Wei He on the other.
Fang Zheng's guards did not dare get too close to Wei He. After respectfully delivering quite a few gifts to him, they no longer dared disturb him and honestly led the way at the front, hoping that if they encountered trouble on the road, he might lend them a hand.
After traveling for an afternoon, they were nearly at Cangjian Gorge.
Jue Ru Birds began appearing in the sky from time to time.
These fluffy gray birds were each over a meter tall, with wingspans more than three meters wide. They had three legs, slightly reddish heads, and faces that looked somewhat human—aside from their pointed beaks.
Jue Ru Birds were venomous from head to toe. When Wei He had passed through before, he had needed to tread with the utmost care for fear of being poisoned. But things were different now.
He had been planning to catch a few to cultivate the poisonous cultivation technique of the Righteous Law Art, making his Jin force carry even stronger venom.
By now, he had refined all the varieties of poison he carried on him.