You guys are underestimating me, aren't you?

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About thirty minutes had passed when the same Huang Xian returned with seven or eight Yellow Skins, each of their mouths holding one or two leaves.

Upon seeing me, they all stood up straight and bowed seriously, with the leading Yellow Skin saying,

"Benefactor, these are all the Detoxifying Herbs we could find. Be sure to keep them in your mouth."

Seeing that they all had more or less new wounds on their bodies, it was clear to me that they had risked danger for these leaves.

It makes sense, after all, that plants capable of neutralizing the Poisonous Miasma near the Barrier wouldn't be found just anywhere.

They must grow in extremely perilous places.

"Heizi, remember to arrange for some roast chicken for these members of the Immortal Family. They have all made an effort and shouldn't work for nothing."

Heizi, having never seen such a scene before, immediately nodded upon my instructions, took out his phone to make arrangements, and after the call, said,

"The boss is still discussing plans. We probably won't set off until the afternoon. The roast chicken can be delivered here around seven or eight tonight. I've prepared more than twenty, which should be enough for everyone to enjoy."

Upon hearing about the roast chicken, several Yellow Skins shook their heads and wagged their tails with joy. Some, finding Heizi amusing, grinned at him, which nearly scared Heizi out of his wits, and he almost fell to his knees.

"Let's not tease him anymore, Immortals. You may go now."

I packed the detoxifying leaves into my bag, and the Yellow Skins also retreated for the time being.

"Master, what kind of immortals inhabit these mountains?"

"Around here, the Huang Family Immortals are more numerous, there are also some Immortal Hui and Bai, and a few minor immortals—none of those really count. Further inside, there might be some Tiger Family Immortals... though they probably won't bother us. Xiao Bai, what should we do next?"

I could feel the energy contained within this mountain. Even though a newborn calf isn't afraid of tigers, I was still somewhat uneasy at the moment.

"We'll stroll around and take a look. If it were just me entering the mountain alone, that would be one thing, but entering the mountain with this entire group, it's safer to follow the practices of the Mojin Brigadier. They should be aware of the poisonous fragrances and won't act rashly."

I recall the times when, as a child, my grandmother made me follow a Wild Daoist to learn swordsmanship. To train my physical endurance, the Wild Daoist would often take me up the mountain behind our home to pick mushrooms.

My home sat at the foot of a branch of the Changbai Mountain Range, and endless mountains and forests stretched out behind our village. Since it was steep and difficult to develop, no tourists ever came.

In the beginning, I would venture out at dawn and could only gather a basketful of mushrooms by noon, often taking several tumbles in the process.

As my strength and agility improved, I was able to pick two or three baskets, and eventually, I could leap from tree to tree like a monkey.

Those days of my childhood were truly joyful.

Especially the days spent with the Wild Daoist—they were truly carefree and delightful!

But this Wild Daoist had a peculiar temperament, and no matter how much I pleaded to become his disciple, he always refused to accept me, saying I wasn't qualified.

And then he disappeared without a trace.

Leaving aside the past, let's focus on the present.

Now that we have such a large group entering the mountain, we can't expect everyone to be able to move like a monkey if we encounter danger...

The Mojin Brigadier has many branches, but it's rare to find someone who works alone. Their experience of travelling in groups is indeed far more extensive than mine.

Having left the edge of the mountain, I wandered around the village before finally stopping at the medical center, which had a great hall entrance.

I hesitated and didn't go in, but Master was all fired up!

"Why not go in and have a look? I've grown up without ever visiting another great hall entrance. Take me to see?"

I shook my head somewhat helplessly. This guy was always keen on spectacles, and if I went in, it would be hard to explain. If the immortals inside the hall mistook me for someone practicing internal alchemy, it would become even more difficult to clarify.

Practicing internal alchemy wasn't exactly an honorable pursuit. Many young and hot-headed Di Ma were particularly keen on seeking out great halls for internal alchemy.

Grandma said that back in the day, internal alchemy was on par with feats like pulling flaming iron chains, swallowing iron balls, and snatching money from boiling oil.

You'd heat the iron chains until they glowed red-hot, and then two people would grab them and pull downwards. The one with the greater strength would emerge unscathed,

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If your cultivation isn't high, you would have invited disaster.

To fish for money in a kettle of boiling oil, one extends a hand into a sizzling pot to retrieve coins.

The more brutal practice involves swallowing flaming iron balls that have been heated until they're glowing red, then put them into the mouth.

At most, fishing for money in an iron pot would result in burnt hands that need time to heal. Swallowing iron balls, on the other hand, can result in the tongue being directly cooked, leaving you unable to speak ever again, and if it gets infected, you're as good as dead.

"Listen, let's not go. If we're misunderstood, it could lead to trouble. You've said it yourself, I'm a hole without a radish, so if something happens, I'll have to count on you against a whole group of people. Are we crazy... Let's just go."

Upon hearing this, Master also seemed to agree, but still stubbornly said,

"I'm not someone to be trifled with either. Once we have enough people... "

I didn't say anything, but I immediately dismissed the idea in my mind. Whoever wants to court danger can go ahead; I definitely won't. My tongue and hands need to stay safe and uncooked on my body!

By noon, we were back in the yard. Heizi immediately went to report to Lu Mingwei, while I sat on the steps basking in the sun. The sunlight at this moment was intensely hot, but I liked it best at this time.

When the sun's energy peaks, no evil can hide.

Shortly after, Anna came over with two apples. I took an apple, bit into it, and waited for Anna to speak.

"After lunch, we're preparing to head into the mountains. Do you have anything you want to communicate with us? I heard from Mr. Lu that you just went into the mountains. Mr. Hei mentioned that you communicated with some animals... So, I came to ask..."

Came to probe for information?

I thought about it for a moment and then casually took out five leaves, saying,

"I don't know how many of you are going, but keep this in your mouth. There might be Poisonous Miasma in the mountains. This is all I have—use it sparingly."

Actually, I had thirteen or fourteen leaves in my hand, but I wasn't planning on showing all of them. How could I lay all my cards on the table with someone I've just met?

Anna was shocked after hearing this, and clutching the leaves, she summoned several people and ran outside, seemingly in a great hurry.

Heizi watched Anna running out in a flurry and only approached me after confirming that Anna was far away from the doorway:

"My benefactor, I heard they had a group go out early in the morning to scout the area and they haven't returned yet. Could it be..."

I didn't want to say that it looked like more harm than good; it was too ominous.

But according to the Yellow Skins, the mountains harbored more than just three layers of poisonous miasma; there were also venomous creatures, making it a very unsafe place.

Those who went to scout the path and didn't return probably never would.

Even though I thought this, I reassured him out loud:

"Don't talk nonsense, those are experts who've survived the streets; how could they possibly not return from just scouting? We'll just wait patiently..."

At noon, Anna returned with a few others, carrying three corpses down from the mountain. The faces of the dead were covered in purple blisters, yet their expressions were eerily peaceful, likely having died in the Five Senses Miasma.

Jia Boren was unable to retain his smile upon seeing the bodies; he stared fixedly at the corpses for a long while, then ran up to me like a madman and shouted:

"Why didn't you fart about it sooner? Why didn't you give a heads-up about the poison! You motherfucker... I! We were buddies who would risk our lives for each other! Now they're dead! They're all fucking dead! You should be buried with them! Pay with your life!"

After that, he charged at me, but I was having none of his nonsense. I dodged his attack with a sidestep, then followed up with a shoulder throw that sent Jia Boren crashing to the ground.

This fat man was really heavy. If I didn't know how to transfer force with skill, I might not have been able to throw him at all.

Jia Boren tried to get up and attack again, but I kicked him right in his stomach. The pain made him cry out, and he didn't dare to get up for the time being.

Jia Bodong wanted to step forward to help but was held back tightly by Anna grabbing his wrist. Several people in work uniforms didn't dare to advance either.

The men in black acted quickly, immediately shielding Lu Mingwei behind them.

I snorted coldly...

"Trying to pull a fast one? Weren't you looking down on me?"