Yao Xuan looked at the concern Little Fairy Doctor could not hide in her eyes and gently patted her shoulder.
"You needn't worry. Heavenly Flames may be precious, but for you right now, stabilizing the Calamity Poison Body is the highest priority."
Yao Xuan spread the crude, rudimentary map in his hand before them.
Crooked lines on the paper outlined a vast black marsh. A vivid green mark stood out along the northwestern border of the Cloud Empire, with four sparse words beneath it—Netherworld Poison Marsh.
"This Netherworld Poison Flame was born within the Myriad-Poison Miasma Marsh and shares the same origin as your Calamity Poison Body. In this world, only it can gently contain the endless toxins accumulating within you..."
"The other Heavenly Flames would only burn and damage your meridians and flesh..."
"Once you condense a Poison Core in the future and completely gain control of your poison body, it still won't be too late to hand this flame over to me for refinement..."
Little Fairy Doctor stared blankly at the marsh on the map, a place representing endless deadly poison, her fingertips curling slightly.
For all these years, the Calamity Poison Body had tormented her every moment.
Little Fairy Doctor had long endured enough of the agony of losing control at any time and hurting those around her.
At the thought that she might have a chance to suppress the rampaging myriad poisons within her, the hesitation in Little Fairy Doctor's heart gradually faded.
She raised her eyes to Yao Xuan, and a trace of anticipation emerged within them.
"I... I'll listen to you."
Yao Xuan nodded.
The matter was settled.
Yao Xuan rolled up the map with a wave of his hand. Dou Qi slowly rose around him, and a gentle Dou Qi barrier steadily shielded