Yes, this poison is very ferocious. It can be transmitted just by staying in the same place. What if those disciples who look good are also poisoned?
Just in case, let's call all the disciples over.
"Father, it's Xun'er's fault. I'm going to summon all the disciples outside the Juying Hall." With that said, he raised his feet and left.
Liao Fusheng watched his son leave, pursed his lips and said nothing.
He didn't care about the life or death of those disciples. He just thought that the porcelain bottle in his arms was so small that after using it once, there would be no next time.
If one disciple in the valley is leaked and the poison is not detoxified, will it be infected to the entire disciples in the valley later?
He didn't want to take such a risk.
Moreover, he didn't believe what the woman said. What if the detoxification in this porcelain bottle had some unknown secret? He would only be willing to turn on the staccato if the poisoned disciples inhaled the detoxification powder and found no abnormalities.
Stone space.
He did this to ensure his own safety.
Soon, the great elder heard the news, and he was the happiest one.
Originally, he was refining medicine in seclusion. As long as the Valley Master didn't send anyone to find him, he wouldn't be poisoned at all. He could be considered to have been implicated by the Valley Master.
Now that he learned that he could detoxify, he immediately asked his disciples to help him to Juyingtang.
The third elder, on the other hand, was still breathing a sigh of relief. When he was in a daze, he was carried to the Juying Hall by his disciples.
Outside the Juying Hall, there was a large open space. When everyone gathered here, they saw that a very high fire had been set up in the middle.
"Liao Xun, have all the disciples in the valley arrived?"
Master Liao Gu stood on the high platform and asked his son if he would not allow any of his disciples to fail.
"Going back to my father, all the disciples in the valley are here and not a single one is left." Liao Xun replied.
He even escorted the slaves and others in the valley here to prevent anyone from being missed. After all, this was closely related to his life, and he didn't want anything to go wrong in his own hands.
"Very well, let's light the fire."
Valley Master Liao nodded with satisfaction and ordered his son to nod.
"Yes, father."
Liao Xun responded and threw the torch in his hand onto the woodpile.
As the fire slowly grew bigger, a fishy smell hit everyone's noses, almost making everyone gag.
"What is this smell and why is it so bad?"
One disciple couldn't help but want to cover his nose. The smell was so bad. He was wondering if he would be fainted if he continued to smell it.
"Shh."
A disciple next to him made a silent gesture.
"Do you want to die? If the Valley Master hears it, he will be the first to kill you!"
Everyone smelled this unpleasant smell, and even the Valley Master didn't frown. Why did they, low-level disciples, feel the smell was unpleasant?
If the Valley Master or a few elders heard this, they might think they were squeamish.
At that time, it will not be driven out of the Poison Valley, but directly obliterated.
Because the disciples who join the Poison Valley cannot rebel from the Poison Valley unless they die. Once they rebel, they will be regarded as traitors of the Poison Valley and will be hunted down until death.
"Let me tell you, don't you think this smell is worse than poison?" The disciple was not poisoned at first, but after smelling the smell, his face turned pale.