Zhou Xuan tossed the foul-smelling black jade bottle in his hand as casually as if it were an ordinary stone.
Ji Chen stared at the bottle bobbing up and down in midair, his Adam's apple shifting as he swallowed with difficulty.
"Token Master, could that bottle contain the waste discharged by the Purifier?"
Ji Chen kept his voice very low, afraid that speaking any louder might shatter the bottle.
Zhou Xuan caught the jade bottle and nodded.
"That's right. Turbid qi waste at the highest concentration."
At those words, Old Ancestor Cangwu's eyelid twitched violently, and he instinctively took half a step back.
"You can't take that out!" Old Ancestor Cangwu cried anxiously, his voice shooting up an octave. "If even one drop leaks out, everyone on this ship will meet their end here!"
Ji Chen nodded repeatedly as well, his face deathly pale.
"The Heavenly Strategy Pavilion's records mention that a corruption source this concentrated can instantly corrode even the dao fruit of someone in the Peerless Longevity Realm. Carrying it on you is far too dangerous."
Having handled intelligence from Central Province for years, Ji Chen understood the horrors of turbid qi better than anyone.
When the Immortal Vein Old Ancestors ventured into the Forbidden Zone to hunt great demons, the turbid qi they encountered had been diluted countless times over.
Even then, the slightest carelessness could leave them dead and their cultivation extinguished.
Yet the bottle in Zhou Xuan's hand contained the purest poison, refined by the Purifier after squeezing a vast quantity of Scrap dry.
He was practically clutching a death warrant and playing with it.
Ignoring their panic, Zhou Xuan simply raised his hand and pointed at the Gray-White Zone stretching across the void ahead.
"Didn't you just ask what could ruin a cup of