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The Cloud Traveler asks:

Qin Sang said, "So far, I've only found one."

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The Cloud Wanderer mused, “We were careful in the marketplace and did not provoke any enemies. We should not have drawn such ire upon ourselves. I wonder who has brought this enemy to our doorstep.”

"Could it be that Kong Xin carelessly leaked the news about the cold gold ore" Qin Sang looked up at Kong Xin's back. He was diligently leading the way now, very honest.

As for the woman in red and the others, their behavior was unremarkable. Qin Sang and Yun Youzi did not notice anyone leaving a mark or conveying a message to the outside world.

"You can't say for sure!"

The Cloud Wanderer mused, "I'll keep an eye on the rear. Brother Qin, you watch Kong Xin and his companions. If they are not involved, it's best to let them be. Should things change, either capture the leader first or use the Spirit Bamboo Flying Boat to escape, ideally taking Kong Xin with us. The Endless Valley is complex and ever-changing, it cannot be explained in a few words. We'll need Kong Xin to lead the way..."

Qin Sang nodded, "When the senior arrives, please help me buy some time. As long as I can invoke the talisman treasure, I won't be afraid of any number of demons and ghosts."

"Good!"

The path curved and twisted, after walking for some distance, it gradually began to ascend. Qin Sang left several warning restrictions along the way, none of which were triggered.

After walking for a full hour, the entrance to the cave finally appeared ahead.

Once they confirmed the safety outside, everyone filed out, finally emerging from the oppressive dark tunnel.

The cave's exit was halfway up the mountain, and above them was the lair of demons. Everyone held their breath and dared not leave, following Kong Xin as they walked through the mountains.

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Before they even reached the foot of the mountain, Kong Xin suddenly stopped and turned to face his master and apprentices. Pointing to the left side, he whispered, "The herbs your Daoist friend needs grow on that cliff over there. I'll lead you there now. The rest of you stay here for a bit to catch your breath; we'll be back soon."

Following Kong Xin's direction, one could only see a bloody chaos in the distance.

It's right under the ghost nest, with blood miasma swirling and ghostly howls that shake the heavens. At first glance, it doesn't look like a friendly place at all.

The woman in red and the others had no intention of risking their lives for others. Just as they were about to agree, Qin Sang suddenly spoke, "This place is on the edge of the ghost nest. Fellow Daoist Kong will be alone when he returns. If he encounters danger, we may not be able to rescue him in time. It's better if we all go together and look out for each other. What do you two fellow Daoists think"

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Qin Sang proposed this because he wasn't trying to get his master and apprentices into danger, but rather used it as an excuse to confirm something.

If Kong Xin is lying, there's no medicine for the master and his disciples in that place. Needless to say, something must be wrong with Kong Xin himself.

The Cloud Traveler immediately guessed Qin Sang's intention.

The woman in red and the cultivator surnamed Bao looked at each other, pondered for a moment, and then also agreed.

The cultivator surnamed Bao shook his folding fan and said to his two disciples, in a seemingly jesting tone: "Daoist friends, are you not afraid that we will rob you of the spiritual herbs"

The master and disciple looked at each other. The master chuckled, “What I need is the Blood Poison Flower. It's not of high quality, just with a unique medicinal property. Besides curing my disciple’s illness, it has no other use, and I fear it wouldn't interest you esteemed fellow cultivators. If you are willing to escort us there, I would be most grateful.”

A consensus was reached among the crowd, and they changed direction. They safely crossed the entire mountain, but soon after, they came to a roadblock. Before them lay an abyss that seemed to have no bottom.

In the abyss, besides the ghastly roars of demons, there was also a strange buzzing sound.

Kong Xin raised his hand and pointed to the cliff opposite the abyss, "Fellow Daoist, please look, the Blood Poison Flower is right there."

Everyone looked intently and saw a crack in the cliff on the opposite bank. Sure enough, there grew a blood-colored flower the size of a silver plate in the crack—it was precisely the Blood Poison Flower that the master and apprentice needed.

Strangely, hanging on the stone wall beneath the blood-poison flower were several large black orbs.

After seeing the shape of the black ball, everyone couldn't help but gasp in shock.

These are actually beehives!

The honeycomb was as black as ink, and more terrifying still were the black venomous hornets that would sometimes fly out of it. Each one was the size of an adult fist!

The buzzing sound I had heard before was made by these poisonous bees flying.

The wasp is fierce in appearance, with three pairs of blood-red wings and a venomous stinger that curves backward at its tail. It shines with an eerie blue light; it's clear to see it's highly poisonous.

If one is tolerable, with so many beehives, there are at least thousands of venomous bees.

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Moreover, looking at the ripples of spiritual energy between the wings of these venomous bees, they are no ordinary bees. It is estimated that they grew in the blood miasma for countless years and underwent mutations.

Even these Foundation Establishment cultivators, if they were to be caught in a swarm of poison bees, would likely suffer a miserable end.

"Fellow cultivator, do you really intend to brave these poisonous bees and harvest the Blood Toxin Flower"

The cultivator surnamed Bao watched the poisonous bees buzzing around, his scalp tingling with fright. A look of astonishment flashed in his eyes as he instinctively took a few steps back, afraid of being discovered by the bees.

Neither the master nor his apprentice had expected to encounter so many strange and venomous bees, their faces growing grim.

The old man said with a resolute expression, "After searching all over the place for several years, I finally found this blood poison flower. No matter what, I have to give it a try."

Kong Xin said in a low voice, "According to the agreement, I have brought you here, and that counts as completing my task. Picking the Blood Poison Flower is up to you Daoist friends yourselves. This is the other half of the payment..."

The elder threw a small pouch to Kong Xin and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Daoist friend."

Kong Xin checked, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he said: "These poisonous bees are not easy to deal with. Fellow Daoist, be careful. We still need to go deeper into the Valley of Endless, so we won't keep you company."

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Just then, Qin Sang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly flashed and appeared at the edge of the abyss. After a moment of contemplation, he took out the Soul Binding Rope.

He reached out and brushed the binding rope, extinguishing its glow. Then, with a flick of his finger, he sent the rope silently floating toward the hive.

When others saw Qin Sang's actions, they were afraid of being implicated and fled in all directions.

Only Yunyouzi stood behind Qin Sang, sacrificing his magical artifact, ready to rescue him at any time.

Everyone was curious about the poisonous bees, but no one wanted to test their mettle and provoke these strange creatures. Seeing that Qin Sang was willing to be the pioneer, including the elder, no one stopped him.

Qin Sang ignored other people's thoughts; his goal was simply to capture a few venomous bees.

If he's right, these hornets should be a strange creature called the Ghost Hornet.

In the relics of the old man, there was a jade slip left by a Golden Core cultivator from the Spirit Summoning Sect. It recorded the Ghost Head Bee, a rare and extraordinary insect.

However, these poisonous wasps and the ghost hornets described in the jade slips have some differences. The most obvious difference is that three pairs of blood wings are present on these wasps, while the real ghost hornet has transparent wings.

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The size of a hornets is also larger than that of a giant hornet.

Since Qin Sang obtained the jade slip, this was the first time he had encountered such a strange insect.

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