Miasma Forest

The entrance to Miasma Forest was a stretch of low shrubs.

A strange kind of vine grew among the shrubs, bearing fist-sized fruits with purple skins that glowed faintly.

"Don't touch it."

Aman did not even turn his head.

"Ghostface Fruit. Its skin is poisonous. Touch it, and you'll break out in a rash that won't fade for three days."

Liu Yueling pulled back her hand, her little face tense.

"Big Brother, are all the fruits here poisonous?"

"More or less."

Lu Li swept his gaze over the surrounding shrubs.

Ghostface Fruit, Heartbreak Grass, Bone-Rotting Flowers, Heart-Eroding Vines...

These poisonous plants were rare treasures in the martial world, yet here they grew everywhere like weeds.

"This Southern Wasteland is quite suitable for my cultivation."

He thought to himself. The Erosion Essence Scripture rendered him immune to all poisons; these toxic plants were all cultivation resources to him.

Aman walked ahead, Flower Snake on his shoulder flicking its tongue and hissing from time to time.

"The snake is scouting the way."

Aman explained briefly.

"There's miasma ahead. The snake can smell it."

As soon as he spoke, a cloud of pink mist suddenly poured out from the forest ahead.

Like a living creature, the mist slowly writhed through the woods. Wherever it passed, leaves withered and the sounds of insects fell silent.

"Pink Miasma."

Aman stopped and took a small bamboo tube from the leather pouch at his waist.

"Hold your breath and stay close to me."

He opened the tube. Inside was a stick of black incense. Once lit, it released a stream of green smoke.

The green smoke spread through the air, forming a thin barrier that kept the Pink Miasma outside.

"Miasma-Repelling Incense, a Southern Wasteland specialty."

Holding the bamboo tube, Aman continued forward.

"One tube costs two