Lending a Hand

Yunxi had been listening absentmindedly, but the mention of poisoning piqued her interest. She immediately turned her gaze toward the speaking Qiu Mo, who was also sizing Yunxi up from the corner of his eye.

Naturally, his little movements could not escape Yunxi and Xun Kun. Xun Kun frowned and said:

"The one secretly controlling the Magic Beasts to attack you was a Spirit Cultivator."

It was a statement, not a question.

Qiu Mo nodded.

"Yes, Venerable One."

Only then did Xun Kun turn to Yunxi.

"Ranxi, I'll go to the Miasma Jungle with them and take a look. I'll have to trouble you to examine the poisoned disciples."

"Alright, go ahead! I'll help you keep an eye on Zi Qian."

Yunxi agreed readily.

Xun Kun guided the Flying Boat down to the ground, then entered the Miasma Jungle with Qiu Mo and another female disciple named Yue Shanshan. The remaining Heavenly Demon Palace disciples looked at one another before finally bringing the fellow disciple who had been poisoned most severely before Ranxi.

Ranxi swept her gaze over him and saw that his face was pale while his lips bore an unnatural red. His mind was clear, but his entire body was weak, and he needed his fellow disciples to support him in order to stand steadily.

Yunxi flicked a thread of spiritual power into his body, then withdrew it a moment later. This time, however, she asked sternly:

"When you fought the Magic Beast, did it scratch your skin?"

"Yes. This junior was careless for a moment and had his arm scratched."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeve and revealed the place where he had been clawed. By now, the wound had basically healed. It was neither red nor swollen, leaving only a few faint marks behind.