"Senior Hagon, we have a request. Earlier in the valley, three of our fellow sect members were poisoned by He Wendao's lethal toxin, and our detoxification elixirs had no effect. We thought they would be saved once we returned to the sect, but with such a delay, their lives are now hanging by a thread. I wonder if you could lend a hand in their treatment?" Luo Shan hesitated for a moment, then gave a fist and palm salute, pleading for help.
"I'm not skilled at detoxifying, but I can try. Where are they?" Yuan Ming asked.
The three Shengye Sect disciples lay unconscious, carried over by others. Their cheeks were marked with several patches of dark green poison spots, similar to those Shengye Sect disciples who had been killed by poison, weak breathing, clearly unable to hold on much longer.
After a brief examination, Yuan Ming sighed internally; the various detoxification elixirs he carried were quite ordinary and incapable of curing such a strange toxin.
