The poison was colorless and odorless, making it very difficult to detect. Even someone with a bit of knowledge about plants and vegetation wouldn’t easily notice it. Only someone who had specifically studied the dao of poison would have the instincts necessary to detect it.5

For example, Xu Qing. He noticed the poison instantly, and frowned imperceptibly. It was a type of poison he’d never seen before, and he couldn’t deduce the ingredients from the aroma alone. However, he could tell that the poison was contained in tiny globules, and that it was a complex mixture that wouldn’t do much on its own.1

It needs to be combined with another poison to be effective.2

Xu Qing’s expression was the same as ever, but inside, his guard was up. Though he didn’t fear poisons, and also had plenty of his own poisons on hand, he was a cautious person in general. Therefore, he flicked his finger casually to scatter some of his own poison around him. It was just a precaution. Just in case this poison had some unusual properties, Xu Qing needed to be ready. With that done, he focused on the teacher.3

The other swordsages exchanged awkward glances in response to Ailing Ghost coughing up blood. However, Kong Xianglong sat up straight in his chair, a respectful look on his face. Being familiar with Ailing Ghost,...0