One morning several days later, Xiao Jin sat at the Eight Immortals table, enjoying the breakfast Qing Lin had made with the girls.
On his right was Xiao Yi Xian, on his left was Qing Lin, and across from him was Zi Yan.
Long before Xun'er left, Zi Yan had already moved into the little courtyard.
As for Su Qian?
Don't even mention it. Bad luck!
Fortunately, with Su Ju keeping him company, Su Qian was not lonely after Zi Yan was gone.
An old man like him had finally avoided the fate of becoming an empty-nest elder.
"Xiao Jin, do you have any plans today?" Xiao Yi Xian asked gently after she had eaten her fill.
"What's wrong?" He did not answer directly, instead wanting to hear whether Xiao Yi Xian had something in mind.
"My Woe Poison Body seems to have reached a bottleneck. The poisons you provided me before aren't having much effect anymore."
The Woe Poison Body relied on absorbing poisons to increase strength. Although Xiao Jin knew very little about poison, with his solid foundation in medicinal herbs, concocting some poisons sufficient for a Dou King to use was still no problem.
It was just that Xiao Yi Xian's progress had far exceeded Xiao Jin's expectations. He had not thought that when Xiao Yi Xian was only a Five-Star Dou King, the poisons he had prepared would already be basically useless.
"You want me to go with you to find some poison?" Xiao Jin thought for a moment, then asked tentatively.
Xiao Yi Xian's cultivation could not be allowed to stagnate. The power of the Woe Poison Body was no weaker than the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Bloodline and the Wind Spirit Body.
This was a heaven-defying constitution that had gone from Dou Zhe to Dou