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The poison could also prevent their cultivation from advancing easily; Tang Yanhong had grown accustomed to the monthly punishment.
When she smelled this breath of vitality, she felt a release from the tension in her nerves, sensing the poison being detoxed from her body within this aura.
Tang Yanhong felt a sense of liberation in her body, knowing that the aftereffects would never recur, and a feeling of joy filled her heart. Without poison to harm others, she might lose her ultimate self-defense trick.
But she wondered, now that the poison was gone, might her cultivation improve at a faster rate?
Jiang Tang waited, his Divine Sense sweeping through every corner of the Tang Family, aware of nearby ambushes. The garden was not a dwelling of the Tang Family members; he sensed the most people were entering from here into a ravine, which had an even richer breath of plants and trees.
