Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 1879: Chapter 1879: The First One Who Wants Your Life!

Indeed, this poison is extremely fierce. Merely staying in the same place can result in contagion. What if those disciples who appear well are also poisoned?

We should take precautions and call all the disciples over.

“Father, it was my oversight. I will summon the disciples to the outside of the Gathering Heroes Hall immediately,” he said, and then he stepped away.

Liao Fusheng watched his son’s departing figure, lips pressed together, not saying a word.

He didn’t care about the life and death of those disciples; he was only concerned that the porcelain bottle he held was so small, and once used, there would be no second chance.

If even one disciple in the valley was overlooked and not given the antidote, would they then infect the entire valley’s disciples later?

He did not want to risk that possibility.

Moreover, he did not trust what that woman had said. Only if the disciples who were poisoned inhaled the Detoxification Powder and showed no abnormalities would he be willing to open the Silent Stone Space.

By doing this, he was also ensuring his own safety.

Soon, the news reached the Great Elder, who was the happiest of all.

He had been in seclusion, refining medicine, and had he not been summoned by the Valley Master, he would not have been poisoned at all. He had been implicated because of the Valley Master.

Now that he learned an antidote was available, he immediately had his disciples support him to the Gathering Heroes Hall.

As for the Third Elder, he still had a breath left in him. While in a daze, his disciples carried him to the Gathering Heroes Hall.

Outside the Gathering Heroes Hall, on a large open space, when everyone had gathered there, a high pile of firewood had been set up in the center.

“Liao Xun, have all the disciples in the valley arrived?”

Liao Valley Master stood on a high platform and asked his son, not permitting any disciple to be absent.

“Reporting to Father, all the disciples in the valley have arrived, not one is missing,” Liao Xun replied.

He had even brought all the slaves and others from the valley here, just in case someone was overlooked. After all, this was related to his very life, and he did not want any mishaps on his watch.

“Very well, light the fire.”

Liao Valley Master nodded in satisfaction and instructed his son to proceed.

“Yes, Father.”

Liao Xun complied, tossing the torch in his hand onto the woodpile.

As the flames slowly grew larger, a foul stench carrying a hint of blood assaulted everyone’s nostrils, nearly causing them to retch.

“What is this smell, why is it so awful?”

Some disciples couldn’t help wanting to cover their noses. It was unbearably bad. They wondered if they’d faint from the stench if they kept smelling it.

“Shush.”

A disciple beside him made a silencing gesture.

“Do you want to die? If the Valley Master hears you, your life will be the first to go!”

Everyone endured the foul stench, even the Valley Master did not frown, so what right did these lower-ranking disciples have to complain?

If the Valley Master or the Elders heard such complaints, they might think them too delicate.

That wouldn’t just mean being expelled from Poison Valley, but a direct execution.

Because joining Poison Valley meant that unless you died, you could not leave. To abandon Poison Valley was to be branded a traitor, someone to be hunted down until death.

“I was just saying, don’t you think this smell is even worse than poison?” The disciple who had not been poisoned turned pale after smelling the odor.