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The sun began to sink down towards the western horizon.

Another bout of abdominal pain struck Feng Xing.

Upon witnessing this, the mood of the group drastically darkened.

"He had an antidote pill in the afternoon, but the pain's returned now. This proves that when night falls, Feng Xing gets poisoned again." Xiao'er stated, looking at Feng Xing's darkening lips.

"But no one here is poisoning him again!" Shangguan Xuanhao exclaimed.

"Master, Feng Xing's case isn't just ordinary poisoning, he's been infested with an insect." Bai Tian voiced echoed inside Xiao'er's mind.

"Infested? With what insect?" Xiao'er mentally responded back.

No wonder the antidote pill didn't work; the spirit liquid from the Ashoka Tree detoxifies toxins but cannot kill the creatures that produce them.