Early the next morning, Xiao Yi Xian was already awake.
A pale green headscarf was tied around her hair, and a flower basket hung from her arm, making her look like a beautiful village girl.
She waved slightly at Mo Tang, who stood at the cave entrance, then headed toward the thickly misted depths of the basin.
Perhaps because of the Crystal Scorpions, there were no traces of any other Demonic Beasts in the entire basin—not even small animals.
So Mo Tang did not need to worry about Xiao Yi Xian encountering any other dangers.
Besides, as a poison master at the Three Stars Dou Zhe level, the special poisonous Dou Qi within her body alone was enough to deal with ordinary First-Tier Demonic Beasts.
What Xiao Yi Xian lacked now was perhaps a true life-and-death battle.
With these random thoughts passing through his mind, Mo Tang returned to the cave, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began cultivating his Dou Qi.
Just as Xiao Yi Xian had said.
Although the residual poison in his body had almost been completely absorbed by Xiao Yi Xian, his body still needed to be carefully nursed back to health. He also had to watch out for any more deeply hidden toxins that might remain.
Mo Tang formed a hand seal over his dantian, then mobilized the vast wind lightning attribute Dou Qi within his body, sending it continuously through every meridian and every part of his body. It tempered his flesh while probing the most hidden corners deep within him.
That cultivation session lasted the entire day.
When Mo Tang opened his eyes again, the light outside the cave had already turned dim and yellow.
He frowned. Xiao Yi Xian had been gone for so long and still had not returned, making him