One day, a Yang Family patrol was attacked on the outskirts of the clan grounds, leaving several dead or wounded.
The attacker was not a human cultivator.
It was a Bloodflame Bat King that had wandered in from somewhere unknown.
The beast had strength comparable to the middle Qi Refining stage, a cunning and vicious temperament, and a particular talent for feeding on cultivators' essence blood.
The fire poison it refined was insidious, overpowering, and extremely difficult to purge.
It gave the clan's cultivators quite a headache.
Several capable middle Qi Refining cultivators of the Yang Family went out in succession to hunt it down, but all returned empty-handed.
Two were even wounded by its bloodflame. Fire poison invaded their bodies, leaving them to suffer the agony of burning meridians day and night.
"Ye, what do you think about this-"
Whenever Yang Zhenyue encountered difficulties now, he habitually sought Xu Xuan's opinion first.
Though the youth's cultivation was not among the highest, his keen judgment and extraordinary methods had long since won the wholehearted respect of the Clan Elders.
Xu Xuan carefully examined the poisoned cultivators' injuries.
The fire poison clung like an abscess gnawing at the bone, entrenched in their meridians.
With the pills and methods currently available to the Yang Family, it was indeed difficult to eradicate.
Soon, however, a peculiar look flashed through his eyes.
The Bloodflame Bat King's fire poison actually felt familiar to him.
"It has something of Nirvana Bloodflame about it."
"Is that creature's lair near the Deep Valley Rift?" Xu Xuan asked.
"Exactly!"
"Ye, how did you know?"
A Clan Elder who had taken part in the hunt spoke in surprise.
Yang Ye offered no explanation, merely saying calmly, "I'll be right back."
Ignoring the Clan Elders' attempts to dissuade him, Xu Xuan