After about ten minutes, the poisoned person woke up slowly, but his aura was extremely weak, and it seemed that his stamina was a little too strong.

"I have helped you clear 90% of the toxins, but some of them have been buried in the bone marrow meridians, and it takes a long time to calm down!" Su Muran looked at him and sighed helplessly, "I am afraid I can't continue to follow in this situation, so... You should exit the secret realm first and take a good rest... This Wuxiang Lotus belongs to you!"

"Ah...this...this is not possible...My sister Mu Ran has been very kind to save me...I didn't do much, how could I take away the Wuxianglian?"

"It's okay, we are still in the secret realm and will always gain other treasures. But you leave early and we are all teammates, so naturally we can't let you return empty-handed!" Su Muran said this very sincerely, and the other seven people also showed a smile of agreement on their faces, without any envy or jealousy.

This is a very innocent friendship. Su Muran does not think she is a great kind person. She just follows her heart when doing things.

As she said, the nine people are teammates, and whoever takes the treasure should be happy for him, rather than fighting for it unnecessary. This is simple to say, but it is difficult to do. In two lifetimes, Su Muran has seen too many realitys of brothers turning against each other for the sake of profit, and flesh and blood tragic deaths.

But fortunately, none of her eight "little brothers" are like this.

"But... this Wuxianglian... is a little too expensive...I...I dare not ask..."

"What is the value of just a herb? In terms of value, can we live up to our friendship?"

With both soft and hard work, he finally asked him to accept the lotus, "Then I am here, I thank Sister Mu Ran and all my brothers first. It is my regret that I cannot gallop in the secret realm with you. I look forward to your triumphant return!"

"Although this Wuxianglian is a treasure, most people just know each other, and there are not many people who really need it!" Su Muran thought for a while and said in a deep thought, "Let's do this, first see if you and other brothers need it. If no one needs it, you can get it to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the suburbs of Chengjia. That's my shop, the price is fair, and you will definitely not lose money!"

Su Muran didn't mean to hide much from these "little brothers". After all, if you want to establish your own power in the East, you still need people to support you.

And to say this, it is naturally not about greed for the Wuxiang Lotus. After all, she can't think of any place to use such herbs that only exist in legends. She has nowhere to be used, and the same will inevitably lead to a problem. No matter how precious the Wuxiang Lotus is, it will not be sold at a good price in the end.

This is not what she wants to see, so she wants to take it away. She can suffer some losses, but at least she can guarantee the interests of this little brother.

After a greeting, the little brother limped towards the way he came with Wuxianglian. Fortunately, the entrance to this secret realm will not be closed during the opening period, so once someone is injured or unwilling to continue exploring, he can leave through the entrance at any time.

......

The nine-person team had only been around for half a day and lost one person, which made Su Muran feel helpless.

Most of the powerful high-level monsters like the sickle snake will be damaged if the team from the Dawn Academy encounters it, and it is not easy to win without injury.

This also sounded a wake-up call for Su Muran. The first monster he encountered was so strong. What about the back? This secret realm is probably full of dangers.

This time, they can rely on the poison-breaking pill to survive. If they encounter high-level monsters or even spirit beasts again, their team will not be able to escape so easily.

They are all brothers and teammates. Although they have not been acquainted for a long time, the friendships established in them have been constantly. She does not want anyone to lose. Thinking of this, her pace unconsciously slowed down and continued to explore with a group of "little brothers".

......

On the other side, deep in the palace of Wanhe Secret Realm, Jiang Lan explored forward with a rebellious look, and ahead of her was a middle-aged man who led her.

"Lan'er is in a good mood recently? It seems that she has come out of hatred?" The middle-aged man smiled without looking back.

"Well, it's OK. This is thanks to the master's guidance a few days ago!" Jiang Lan's face flashed with a cold smile, "But I can't let go of the hatred of killing my father and exterminate the clan... One day, I will slaughter Ye You Country... And this secret realm of Wangu is the burial place of Su Muran, the daughter of the God of War!"

"Haha, the bullshit God of War, I promise to help you kill me! When Su Zhendong was there, he could still scare people... Now he still wants to seek protection with his past beauty, and she is simply a dream!" A trace of murderous intent flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

At this moment, a full team of ten people came into their eyes.

"Mr. Bai...Senior Sister Jiang!"

"See Mr. Bai! See Senior Sister Jiang!"

“…”

The team of ten people was extremely respectful to Jiang Lan and his party. Just kidding, Mr. Bai is one of the dozen people with the highest status in Shuguang Academy. Which disciple does not respect him? It is precisely because of this that Jiang Lan's status rose immediately.

According to the organizational structure of Shuguang Academy, disciples are tutors, and there are naturally different levels among tutors, and above the tutors are the decision-making body of the college. The top ones are the principal deans of the college and the four vice deans. Below these five are the college masters, with a total of ten, selected from high-level tutors, and they are far beyond ordinary people in terms of status and power.

Bai Heting's eyes were like water, and he was extremely calm. He pointed his head and his face looked gentle.

The disciples made way out of their bodies, thinking of letting Mr. Bai go first, but they did not expect that this small action would leave a fatal disaster.

Bai Heting led Jiang Lan to cross the crowd, but as soon as he walked by, his palm moved.

A ball of not-so-large flame attacked and wrapped around the bodies of the disciples. In an instant, the flames climbed up along the body. It was the seventh-level alien fire. On the Jiuzhou Continent, the highest-level alien fire can be used to refine elixirs, but it is also good to kill people.

"Ah...Mr. Bai...why are you doing?"

"Mr. Bai, stop... stop... ah..."

A hysterical roar came, but it did not bring about half-breaking of mercy. In the blink of an eye, the bodies of several people turned into ashes, and there was no trace of their existence.

Bai Heting brushed his sleeves and chuckled softly, "Lan'er, do you think your teacher is cruel and ruthless?"

"No!" Jiang Lan's answer was simple and straightforward.

"I am worthy of being my personal disciple, but I have a bit of a master's style!" Bai Heting smiled in a deep voice, "Remember, kindness to others is cruelty to ourselves... In this secret realm of thousands of valleys, everyone wants to seize treasures, and everyone is a competitor. They respect me on the surface, but at the critical moment, they will be enemies, so there is no need to be merciful!"

While exchanging cold-blooded and ruthless values, the two walked towards the depths of the secret realm.
Chapter completed!