Chapter 362: Poison Mist Valley
"Resources are the lifeblood of a force. In order to obtain more resources, each force will of course fight hard." The fourth elder said with a smile.
Nangong Xi and his friends followed the map to the entrance of the Poison Fog Valley, only to find that the entire Poison Fog Valley was covered by a layer of thick black smoke.
The thick black smoke only covered the Poison Fog Valley and did not disperse.
When everyone in the Dark Temple saw the thick black smoke, their faces turned pale and they all stepped back a distance.
Nangong Xi's eyes lit up.
She knew at a glance how poisonous the thick black smoke was. If she could obtain some poison-making materials, she would probably be able to research new types of poisons.
"Xixi, step back quickly. This thick smoke is highly poisonous." Qu Xiao saw Nangong Xi standing there without moving, just looking at the smoke with shining eyes, and quickly pulled her back a few steps.
"Strange, really strange." The third elder on the side muttered.
"What's strange?" Nangong Xi looked at him.
"I've been to this Poison Valley once before. The poisonous fog usually only appears for a short period of time in the morning. It doesn't appear at other times. Moreover, as long as you have detoxification pills, you can get through the poisonous fog that appears in the morning." said the third elder.
"So, the current situation in the Poison Mist Valley is abnormal?" Nangong Xi looked at the third elder.
"Abnormal, very abnormal." The third elder nodded.
“Miss Nangong, as an alchemist, you should be able to see how toxic this smoke is. Anyway, the hall master gave instructions before we left. The main purpose of this trip is to let you gain experience. So let’s not go into this Poison Fog Valley.” The fourth elder looked at Nangong Xi.
"Fourth Elder, this poisonous fog is a good thing." After Nangong Xi said this, she took out a bottle.
"What is this?" The third elder looked at the bottle in her hand curiously.
"This is a magical artifact that is specially used to collect these poisonous mists and venoms." Nangong Xi said and opened the bottle.
She activated the bottle artifact, and saw that the thick black smoke covering the Poison Fog Valley was quickly sucked into the bottle in Nangong Xi's hand.
Watching more and more poisonous mist being sucked into the bottle, Nangong Xi's mouth curled up with a hint of excitement.
Anming also ran out from the darkness and came to Nangong Xi.
"Demon Concubine, Demon Concubine, are we going to research new types of poisons again?" Anming looked at Nangong Xi with shining eyes.
"That's right, then we'll have new poisons to play with." Nangong Xi nodded with a smile.
"Great, the Demon Concubine is so mighty." An Ming was so excited that his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets.
Everyone in the Dark Temple looked at Nangong Xi in shock.
If they hadn't felt the pain when they twisted their arms, they would have thought they were dreaming.
"Demon Concubine, how much poisonous fog do we need to collect?" Anming looked at the bottle in Nangong Xi's hand with curiosity.
“Collect as many as possible.” Nangong Xi replied.
Everyone just watched Nangong Xi collect the poisonous mist quietly.
As time passed, the thick smoke covering the Poison Fog Valley gradually thinned.
"Silly girl, why are you so greedy? Can't you leave some for me?" Seeing that the poisonous mist was almost absorbed by the bottle in Nangong Xi's hand.
A roar came from the Poison Mist Valley.
"No." Nangong Xi replied calmly.
"It's terrible, really terrible. I just took a nap and you took away all the poisonous fog." After hearing Nangong Xi's words, the sound of collapse was heard in the Poison Fog Valley.
"Xixi, it's probably a poisonous fog beast. When they sleep, they will spit out the poisonous fog in their stomachs to protect themselves." Lan Xuan's voice of suppressed laughter came from the space.
"So it seems that I really stole someone else's poisonous fog. What will happen to it without the poisonous fog?" Nangong Xi felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.
“At most your strength will decrease a little. If you practice again, the poisonous fog will be restored.” Lan Xuan said.
After hearing this, the slight sense of guilt in Nangong Xi's heart disappeared.
At this moment, the already very thin poisonous fog disappeared completely.
Seeing this, Nangong Xi quickly put away the bottle in his hand.
Everyone in the Dark Temple was shocked to see Nangong Xi's actions. They were all very curious about who the voice coming from the Poison Mist Valley belonged to.
"The poisonous fog is gone, let's go." After saying this, Nangong Xi raised his foot to walk into the Poisonous Fog Valley.
"Stop." An old man blocked Nangong Xi's way.
Nangong Xi was observing the old man in front of him, and the old man was also looking at Nangong Xi.
"Silly girl, give the poisonous mist back to me." The old man looked at Nangong Xi.
"Are you a poisonous fog beast?" Nangong Xi looked at the old man in front of him with burning eyes.
It is rare to see a Warcraft transform into a human form and then appear as an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"You're at least a bit knowledgeable. Give the poisonous fog back to me quickly." The poisonous fog beast could feel that Nangong Xi had the aura of a demon beast that was more powerful than itself, so he didn't dare to force Nangong Xi.
"No, how can I give back the things that are in my pocket?" Nangong Xi had an expression that did not allow for negotiation.
"If you don't give it back to me, I will, I will..." The poisonous fog beast suddenly stopped here, its eyes rolling around.
"What about you?" Nangong Xi looked at him.
"I will recognize you as my master." The poisonous fog beast said this and before Nangong Xi could react, he directly recognized him as his master.
Nangong Xi was dumbfounded!
What a crazy operation! I was forced to be the master.
"Master, my name is Qiandu." The poisonous fog beast said to Nangong Xi after recognizing its master.
"Is there anyone like you? You say you recognize your master and you do that. Have you asked me if I agree or not?" Nangong Xi looked at Qiandu speechlessly.
"Master, my poisonous fog is something I cultivated after hundreds of years of practice." Qiandu looked at Nangong Xi with anticipation.
Nangong Xi: ...
It seems that this poisonous fog beast recognized itself as its master because of the poisonous fog.
Nangong Xi took out the bottle of poison mist and sighed. Well, instead of keeping such a bottle, wouldn’t it be better to keep a living creature that can produce poison mist?
"Here, when I'm about to make poison, remember to spit some out for me." Nangong Xi handed him the poison mist and gave the order.
"Sure, sure." Qiandu took the bottle and held it in his arms.
"Qian Du, where does this poison fog fruit grow?" Nangong Xi asked Qian Du, who was holding the poison fog and grinning foolishly.
"Master, do you need the poisonous fog fruit?" Qiandu put away the bottle and looked at Nangong Xi.
"That's right." Nangong Xi nodded.
"I'll take you there." As soon as Qiandu finished speaking, he disappeared with Nangong Xi.
"You old Duwu, you should at least take me with you." The abandoned Anming wailed on the spot, and then he disappeared in a flash.
"What should we do?" Han Liang was confused.
"Wait here." Qu Xiao said.
She knew that the poisonous fog beast had recognized Nangong Xi as its master and would not harm her.
"This is the only way." The third elder sighed.