amaotonovel Chapter 348
Chapter 348
Temporarily free from the threat of the black panther, the three continued their journey. At the edge of a cliff, they were overjoyed to discover several incredibly precious Blood Spirit Mushrooms. The Blood Spirit Mushrooms were entirely blood-red, as if soaked in blood, standing out strikingly among the surrounding greenery, emanating a mysterious and alluring aura. Ye Jiuchen took a deep breath, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and used his exquisite lightness skill to leap towards the Blood Spirit Mushrooms like a nimble swallow. Just as his fingers were about to touch the Blood Spirit Mushrooms, a faint but dangerous sound suddenly filled the air. Immediately afterward, several sharp arrows rained down on Ye Jiuchen from all directions. In mid-air, Ye Jiuchen had extremely limited space to dodge. Although he tried his best to evade with light movements, he was still grazed on the arm by an arrow. Blood instantly gushed from the wound, staining his sleeve red.
Seeing this, Dongfang Wan'er was frantic. She quickly untied a thick vine from her waist and threw it forcefully towards Ye Jiuchen. The vine drew a graceful arc in the air, precisely wrapping around Ye Jiuchen's waist. Dongfang Wan'er gritted her teeth and used all her strength to pull Ye Jiuchen back to safety. Her eyes were filled with concern and worry as she quickly took out a clean gauze from her bosom and carefully bandaged Ye Jiuchen's wound.
Lu Muchuan remained calm despite the sudden turn of events. He crouched down, his eyes sharp as he meticulously observed his surroundings. His brow furrowed, his gaze focused, not missing a single subtle clue. After a tense and careful observation, he finally found the solution to the mechanism. He swiftly acted according to his plan, cleverly triggering several hidden mechanisms in the grass. With a few soft sounds, the surrounding danger gradually dissipated. Lu Muchuan cautiously approached the Blood Spirit Mushroom and successfully pocketed the precious medicinal herb.
As dusk settled, the entire valley was shrouded in a hazy twilight. Eerie, sinister cries echoed through the valley, sending chills down one's spine. Yet, Lu Muchuan, Ye Jiuchen, and Dongfang Wan'er showed no fear. Their eyes shone with unwavering determination as they encouraged each other, offering each other courage and strength with warm yet powerful words. Then, they resolutely ventured deeper into the valley. They knew in their hearts that more precious medicinal herbs, capable of saving lives, awaited their discovery there. Bearing the sacred mission of saving lives and carrying the burning compassion of healers, they were undeterred, even if the road ahead was fraught with thorns and dangers, even if unknown fears and perils awaited them. Their figures gradually disappeared into the twilight, merging into the mysterious and challenging depths of the valley, leaving only a trail of resolute footprints as witness to their fearless journey.
They ventured deeper into the valley along the winding path, the surrounding fog growing thicker and heavier, like solidified white silk, layer upon layer wrapping around their bodies, making their vision increasingly blurred, as if each step forward would plunge them into this boundless mist.
Without warning, Dongfang Wan'er's legs suddenly gave way, and she instantly lost her balance, nearly falling to the ground. Ye Jiuchen reacted quickly, reaching out to steady her swaying body. Only then did he realize that Dongfang Wan'er's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and her lips were slightly bluish-purple; she looked extremely weak.
Seeing this, Lu Muchuan quickly stepped forward, knelt down, and carefully took Dongfang Wan'er's pulse to diagnose her condition. After a moment, his brows furrowed, and he said solemnly, "This is an extremely rare type of miasma that has already invaded her body." Without hesitation, he swiftly opened his basket and carefully searched inside, soon producing several different kinds of herbs. He found a relatively flat stone, placed the herbs on it, and then carefully crushed them with another stone. The juice from the herbs slowly flowed out, emitting a unique fragrance. Lu Muchuan gently grasped Dongfang Wan'er's wrist, carefully applied the crushed herbs to her pulse point, then closed his eyes, concentrated his energy, and used his profound internal strength to slowly expel some of the miasma that had invaded Dongfang Wan'er's body.
After a while, Dongfang Wan'er's eyes gradually regained their clarity. She coughed a few times, and her face slowly regained some color as she slowly came to her senses.
After a brief rest, the three continued their journey along the valley. Before long, a strange and vibrant sea of flowers suddenly came into view. The blossoms were a kaleidoscope of colors—fiery red, rosy pink, and snow-white—intertwining and reflecting each other in a breathtaking spectacle. However, upon closer inspection, they discovered a strange, dark glint within the flower's stamens. Lu Muchuan's expression instantly turned wary, and he loudly warned, "This flower is likely poisonous! Don't come any closer!"
But Ye Jiuchen's eyesight was exceptionally sharp. As he carefully searched among the flowers, he immediately spotted a small silver grass swaying gently in the wind. The grass's leaves were slender and supple, shimmering with a silvery light under the sunlight—it was the key medicinal ingredient for treating the incurable snow blindness—Silver Star Grass. A hint of surprise and determination flashed in Ye Jiuchen's eyes. He immediately began to think about how to harvest it, completely disregarding the lurking dangers around him.
Just then, several enormous poisonous moths suddenly darted out of the sea of flowers. These moths were covered in vibrant, mottled patterns, and each flap of their wings created a chilling whistling sound as they flew directly towards the three of them. Ye Jiuchen, Dongfang Wan'er, and Lu Muchuan immediately became alert. They quickly formed a triangle, back to back, their eyes fixed on the approaching moths, ready to face this unexpected new challenge with full force.
Ye Jiuchen's gaze was fixed on the flowerbed where poisonous moths were fluttering, his eyes filled with determination and resolve. He lowered his voice and said solemnly, "I'll distract these poisonous creatures. You must take this opportunity to pick that Silver Star Grass. Be quick!" With that, his right hand swiftly gripped the hilt of the longsword at his waist, and with a sudden jerk, the longsword was drawn from its sheath. The blade gleamed with a cold, piercing light, radiating brilliance under the sunlight, as if telling a story of an intense battle about to unfold.