Poisoned

Shrek Academy's quarters.

As soon as Zhao Xuan returned, he eagerly sought out Tang San. Seeing that Tang San was still cultivating, he lightly touched him with his divine sense, and Tang San awoke from his meditative state.

A faint violet gleam flashed through his eyes. In that instant, Zhao Xuan sensed an extraordinary Spiritual Power—if he had to describe it, it was a force akin to nature itself, embracing yet vast.

"Xiao San, looks like your Spiritual Power has improved quite a bit." Zhao Xuan draped an arm around Tang San's neck and smiled in surprise.

Tang San smiled as well. "It's still far behind yours. Go on, what do you need? I don't believe you'd come looking for me without a reason."

Zhao Xuan was not surprised that Tang San had seen through his intentions at once. The smile on his face faded slightly as he asked in a low voice, "Xiao San, something came up. Help me analyze it."

"What is it? Tell me." Seeing the gravity in Zhao Xuan's expression, Tang San grew serious as well.

"Here's what happened..."

Zhao Xuan briefly recounted what had happened earlier, focusing on Xue Qingqing's condition.

Tang San's expression grew increasingly solemn. After Zhao Xuan finished, he said with certainty, "If there were no mistakes in what you told me, there's an eighty percent chance that she has been poisoned."

"Are you sure?"

Zhao Xuan asked again uneasily. If it was true, the implications of this matter would be enormous.

Hesitation and caution crossed Tang San's face. After exhaling a breath of stale air, he slowly said, "We'll have to examine her tomorrow before we can reach a definite conclusion. But based on the current symptoms, the possibility is very high."

"Why?" Zhao Xuan asked curiously.

Once the subject turned