Reaping the Fisherman's Profit, Slaughtering Chickens and Dogs

Fang Shu stared fixedly at the treasure herb on the ground, and sudden understanding dawned in his heart.

"This place is not a poison pit, but a medicine pit. One poison, one medicine, yin and yang supporting each other—it perfectly accords with the feng shui principles mentioned in the Hu Family Treasure Book."

When he looked again at the poisonous powder permeating the cave, he also discerned its origins.

The poisonous moss throughout this cave had likely formed around the treasure herb at its core. It drew medicinal power from the herb to strengthen itself, while also gathering the surrounding spiritual qi and pouring it into the treasure herb to enhance its efficacy.

The reason poisonous powder filled the cave was that this moss wanted to seize the place for itself, while conveniently poisoning living creatures into fertilizer.

Fang Shu clicked his tongue inwardly. The creations of life truly are wondrous. The formation here has fallen into disrepair over the years, yet it gave this moss an opportunity instead.

And to him, this was an opportunity as well.

Fang Shu had no intention of indulging the moss. He immediately used the Long-Tongue Sword to pry up all the treasure herb from the ground, even scraping several millimeters off the stone wall.

He weighed it in his hand and found that it was the size of a palm, several degrees larger than the Lead-Essence Treasure Pearl from the previous cave.

Upon close inspection, Fang Shu recognized the treasure herb's general type. Its flesh was like congealed fat and brimmed with vitality. It belonged to the zhi family, yet it was not ordinary lingzhi or wood zhi, but flesh ganoderma, also known as "taisui."

Having identified the treasure herb, joy welled up even more strongly in his heart.

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