Lu Ya: Won't come out, huh? Let's see if my Nail Head Seven Arrows Book doesn't skewer you to death!

"Mm." Medicine Master nodded. "It has already been mixed into their food."

Guangchengzi asked again, "Is there any risk of it being discovered? After all, your appearance in the Shang Army Camp is highly suspicious. Under Primordial Spirit perception, no matter how dust-like your poison is, there will still be traces to follow."

At the mention of this, Medicine Master's face darkened.

You bastard, you know it was suspicious for us to appear in the Shang Army Camp!?

If they had followed their original plan and released the poison into the wind, letting it drift with the breeze into the Shang Army Camp, they could have poisoned them without anyone noticing.

Why would they need to worry now?

"Hmph." Medicine Master snorted unhappily. "Are you questioning my mastery of poison?"

"This poison was painstakingly cultivated by me. Once it comes into contact with food or water, it completely melds with it. Colorless and odorless, it is difficult to detect. Even a Quasi-Saint using Primordial Spirit perception would not notice the slightest anomaly."

"Because the poison has already disappeared—the food itself is the poison."

"As long as the Shang Army eats it, their limbs will go weak, their magical power will scatter, and their combat strength will be lost!"

"Good!"

Guangchengzi was overjoyed. At last, he had heard some good news.

Time flew by in a blur.

Dawn.

Wisps of cooking smoke rose from the Shang Army Camp.

The pale white smoke indicated that the Shang Army was preparing their meals.

The Western Zhou scouts immediately returned to report this sight to their commander.

"Excellent! Have the soldiers eat and drink their fill, restore their spirits, and at noon today, wipe out the Shang Army to the last man!"

Guangchengzi was brimming with confidence.

Medicine Master's poison had an incubation