"Then what are you doing now?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously, "If you can't get in, why not think of a way?"

"We've thought of every possible way, and even lost several pharmacists and poison masters!" the young man said, "Look, even the bodies are gone!"

"Is it really that poisonous?" Zhang Menglong clicked his tongue in astonishment.

The pharmacists and poison masters in this world are quite different from those he's encountered before. They are two extremely rare professions, with each individual's physique being one in ten thousand.

The so-called pharmacist, their own bodies are medicine! Among pharmacists, there are some special cultivation techniques, where they use their bodies to consume various medicines, thus imbuing their bodies with medicinal properties!

A martial artist at the Divine Breath level can condense something called a medicinal pill in their body. This pill is formed by the gathering of the medicinal properties of the consumed drugs. The more varieties, the older the age, and the better the quality of the drugs consumed, the higher the quality of the medicinal pill.

This medicinal pill can directly radiate medicinal energy to the outside world. Powerful pharmacists can even form a cloud of medicinal energy around them, providing nourishment to anyone in this area at all times, thereby accelerating the speed of injury recovery.

Similarly, poison masters condense inner elixir medicine into a poison pill, which can emit strong toxicity. Some ruthless poison masters release poison in cities, leaving corpses scattered for miles, making them a profession feared by many.

Both poison masters and pharmacists have strong resistance to toxins, yet none can withstand the poison mist, indicating its extraordinary toxicity.

"The pharmacist died because the medicinal power in his body was depleted," the young man explained, "As for the poison master, his inner elixir autonomously absorbed the toxins, but the mist exceeded his limit, so he was essentially poisoned to death."

"That's impressive!" Zhang Menglong seemed to grasp the power of the poison mist, "And now you're..."

"We're observing the patterns of the poison mist," the young man said, "The mist will disperse for a moment, although very briefly. If we can grasp its pattern, perhaps we can use that instant to go inside."

"Isn't there a chance that the mist doesn't follow any pattern at all, and you're wasting your time?"

"Well..." The young man was instantly embarrassed, as he truly did not know if there was a pattern. If they reached a wrong conclusion, they'd be at risk whenever they entered the mist-covered area.

To date, no one has managed to walk more than 50 meters within the poison mist, and few have come out unscathed.

"But seeing all these precious herbs inside, how could anyone not be tempted?"

"Let me give it a try!"

While everyone was at a loss, a somewhat frail-looking young man stepped forward from the crowd. Seeing him, many instinctively stepped back a few paces, as if simply touching him would result in poisoning.

"It's him!" The young man beside Zhang Menglong seemed to recognize the person as well.

"Your friend?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.

"Who dares befriend him?" the man retorted, "Everyone related to him is basically dead. People are eager to avoid him."

"Why? Is he a plague god or something?" Zhang Menglong joked.

"He's far scarier than a plague god. Getting close to a plague god may bring misfortune, but getting close to him could be fatal."

"Oh? Tell me more."

"His name is Han Xu, from an unknown sixth-grade empire. He doesn't have any strong background or fortuitous encounters, yet he naturally possesses a frightening physique called the Toxic Resistance Body."

"His body is like a timed bomb, with sporadic toxic eruptions that leave a trail of bodies. His parents were poisoned to death by him."

"He's actually a pitiful person. This physique has a significant impact on his body, so he must constantly consume poisons—flowers, herbs, even venomous insects and drugs. The more he consumes, the more terrifying the eruptions become."

"Why does this sound so familiar?" Zhang Menglong immediately related this body to a special physique from the Dou Qi Huama world, known as the Calamity Poison Body.

"But because of this, he's almost immune to toxins. This mist might not be more toxic than his own body; perhaps he can really enter."

"Han Xu, interesting." Zhang Menglong also looked at him with interest.

The young man named Han Xu stepped into the poison mist without hesitation.

Wandering for years, his goal was to control the toxins within his body. He finally found a solution: becoming a poison master and a pharmacist simultaneously. When the toxins and medicinal power in his body reached equilibrium, the eruptions would no longer be frequent.

But the amount of poison he's consumed over the years is enormous, making it challenging to balance the toxins and medicinal properties in his body. Moreover, he is notorious; many countries and cities drive him out upon hearing his name, and he doesn't have the money to buy precious medicines.

Now, he finally sees an opportunity. The herbs in this nursery are unparalleled in quantity and age. If he could gather them all, it might help balance the medicinal properties in his body.

Once he can control his body's toxins, his fate would be entirely different from now.

"He went in!"

As if sensing the surrounding toxins, the poison within Han Xu was activated, creating a protective purple aura approximately one to two inches thick around his body, isolating him from external toxins.

He easily traversed a distance of thirty to forty meters, which was twice as far as anyone before him.

"There's hope!" Everyone couldn't help but feel excited.

Though they couldn't obtain the medicines themselves, if someone could bring them out, it would be a different matter.

Just then, the forest began to tremble slightly, with thicker poison mist emanating from the tree leaves! This mist wasn't naturally occurring, but emitted from the plants themselves!

They were like natural guardians, protecting the whole nursery!

Han Xu's expression grew increasingly strained. As the concentration of the mist increased, the poison within him went on the defensive, even starting to seep back into his body, escaping the mist.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Han Xu quickly retreated, withdrawing from the area before the mist engulfed him.

"Goodness," witnessing the scene, Zhang Menglong couldn't help but click his tongue, noting that the mist's toxicity had increased by at least three to four times.

"What a pity." Many were disappointed by the scene, realizing the mist was extraordinarily powerful.

"Let me give it a try." As everyone sulked, Zhang Menglong moved to the front, "I'm curious to see whether this mist is more toxic, or I am!"