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After selling the horses, Wu Feng did not linger in Dali City. He turned and left the city gate, heading back towards Wanjie Valley.

Alternatively, they could capture poisonous insects, have the Divine Wood Cauldron refine them, and accumulate their poisonous power to prepare for cultivating the Vermilion Toad Technique in the future.

They traveled swiftly and soon arrived near Wanjie Valley again, where poisonous creatures still roamed freely.

A faint miasma filled the air, the grass and trees were withered and yellow, and occasionally poisonous insects could be seen crawling in the grass, making a faint sound.

Wu Feng found a spawn point for poisonous insects. There were many poisonous insects here, including jet-black scorpions, colorful centipedes, and tiny, silk-like poisonous spiders, which crawled densely in the grass and on the rocks.

He took out several empty medicine jars from his backpack, squatted down, and swiftly and cautiously caught the poisonous insects. He gathered a wisp of true energy at his fingertips, dodged the insects' attacks, and picked them up one by one, putting them into the medicine jars.

His movements were skillful, each reach precise, without being bitten by any poisonous insects.

Before long, several medicine jars were filled with poisonous insects, which crawled around inside, making a soft rustling sound.

Wu Feng stood up, dusted off his hands, and was about to put away the medicine jar and leave when suddenly a white light shot out from the grass like lightning.

It moved with astonishing speed, biting down on a crawling scorpion and chewing it up in no time, its mouth still covered in the scorpion's shell, making it look incredibly lively.

Immediately afterward, a clear and melodious girl's voice came from behind, carrying a hint of anxiety and a touch of coquettishness: "Little Mink, don't run so fast, I can't keep up with you!" The voice was clear and pleasant, like a mountain stream, with a touch of childishness.

Wu Feng turned slightly to the side and looked back. He saw a girl in a light green dress lifting her skirt and running quickly toward him.

Her face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat clung to her forehead, indicating that she had been running for quite some time.

The white light was actually a small, snow-white ferret. It was small in size, with fluffy fur and bright black eyes like black gemstones. It was happily munching on a poisonous scorpion, showing no fear of people at all.

After finishing the last bite of the scorpion, it raised its head, stood upright on the rock, tilted its head, and looked at Wu Feng with curiosity. There was no fear in its eyes, but rather a hint of provocation.

Wu Feng's gaze fell on the little sable, and information about the Lightning Sable appeared before him:

[Lightning Sable (Mythical Beast)]

[Level: 50]

Upon seeing this information, a hint of surprise flashed in Wu Feng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly inconspicuous little white ferret is actually a level 50 beast. No wonder it is so fast and dares to eat poisonous insects directly.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, deliberately glaring at the Lightning Sable, his eyes carrying a faint hint of oppressive power.

The lightning ferret seemed to sense danger instantly; its fur stood on end slightly, and it let out a low hiss.

He then dashed towards the girl who was running towards him, even faster than before. In a few moments, he climbed onto the girl's shoulder, hugged her neck tightly, buried his head in her hair, and only revealed a pair of bright black eyes, looking at Wu Feng timidly. His previous provocative demeanor was gone.

The girl ran up to him, stopped, and gasped for breath. She wiped the sweat from her brow, looked up at Wu Feng with curiosity and a hint of wariness in her voice, "Who are you? What are you doing near my Wanjie Valley?"

The girl bearing the name Zhong Ling had curved eyebrows, a pretty face, and clear eyes, carrying a touch of innocent naiveté.

However, there was a hint of wariness in his gaze as he looked at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng looked at Zhong Ling, his expression calm and his tone even, without the slightest malice: "My name is Wu Changfeng. I just happened to be passing by. May I ask your honorable name, young lady?"

Since they happened to run into each other, he took the opportunity to say hello and get to know each other.

Perhaps we'll cross paths again in the future; after all, in this world of martial arts, chance encounters are everywhere.

Upon hearing his words, Zhong Ling's wary expression eased slightly, and she said softly, "I am Zhong Ling. This place is really dangerous, full of poisonous insects. My parents don't like outsiders coming here. You'd better leave quickly to avoid being bitten by poisonous insects and to avoid upsetting my parents."

As she spoke, she subconsciously touched the lightning ferret on her shoulder. The lightning ferret still looked at Wu Feng timidly, not daring to show its head.

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng nodded slightly, his tone indifferent: "Thank you for reminding me, young lady. I was just about to leave."

Having caught the poisonous insects, there was no need to stay any longer, especially since Zhong Ling had already asked him to leave, so it was inconvenient for him to stay any longer.

After saying that, he turned and left, his steps steady and without the slightest hesitation, and soon he walked out of Wanjie Valley.

Zhong Ling stood there, watching Wu Feng's retreating figure, her face full of doubt. She looked down at the Lightning Sable on her shoulder and asked softly, "Little Sable, are you afraid of him? You were so fierce just now, why did you hide as soon as you saw him?"

The lightning ferret seemed to understand her words. It poked its head out from her hair, glanced in the direction Wu Feng had left, let out a low growl, and then jumped off Zhong Ling's shoulder.

It ran back to the rock and pounced on the poisonous insects to eat, its earlier timidity gone, and it regained its lively and mischievous demeanor.

Meanwhile, Wu Feng quickly left Wanjie Valley and traveled all the way back to the inn in Dali City.

Pushing open the door, the room was quiet. Azi was sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed, her body surrounded by a faint aura as she focused on practicing her martial arts.

Wu Feng did not disturb her. He tiptoed to the corner of the room and took out the Divine Wood Cauldron and a medicine jar filled with poisonous insects from his backpack.

The Divine Wood King Cauldron is entirely black, with intricate patterns carved on its body, and faintly exudes a chilling aura. This cauldron is a treasure for practicing poison techniques, possessing the special function of absorbing the toxicity of poisonous insects. Using it to refine poisonous insects is twice as effective with half the effort, far more efficient than manually refining the toxicity.

Wu Feng opened the medicine jar and poured the poisonous insects inside into the Divine Wood King Cauldron. As soon as the insects were poured into the cauldron, they were instantly enveloped by the cold air inside. After struggling for a few moments, they became still. The patterns on the cauldron gradually lit up with a faint black halo and began to slowly absorb the poison from the insects.

Looking at the halo around the cauldron, Wu Feng nodded slightly, then put away the Divine Wood King Cauldron and casually tossed it into his backpack.

The venom of these poisonous insects is enough for the Divine Wood King Cauldron to refine for a period of time. After the venom of these insects is completely absorbed, he will go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities tomorrow to catch another batch. He will repeat this process until the venom storage of the Divine Wood King Cauldron reaches its maximum value of 100,000 points, and then he can cultivate the Vermilion Toad Technique in the future.

Then there's no need to frequently travel to Dali to catch poisonous insects; you only need to come back once every so often.

After dealing with the poisonous insects, Wu Feng glanced at A Zi, who was practicing her martial arts, again. Seeing that she still showed no signs of stopping, he didn't disturb her any further. He walked to the futon on the other side of the room, sat down, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

A faint crimson-gold aura gradually enveloped his body, flowing slowly along his meridians, nourishing his physical body and inner strength. His expression became solemn, and his aura grew increasingly calm and composed.