Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 1912: Chapter 1912: Do It Quietly

“I’ve already begged.”

“Begged? What happened?”

The Great Elder asked urgently. Given how the Second Elder had come to see him, still in the mood to joke around, there must be good news, right?

But he felt that the two’s attitude wouldn’t leave any room for the Valley Master. Surely, this good news must not include Liao Fusheng, the Valley Master.

“I didn’t dare to disturb the High Priest, so an inter-plane traveler spoke a few words with me. He implied that within Poison Valley, there are some disciples who rarely do evil. He can bestow an antidote, of course, but these disciples will have to be integrated into Medical Valley afterward.”

The Second Elder stated.

“This…”

The Great Elder paused mid-sentence, and his gaze darkened.

Does this mean that Poison Valley will soon become a thing of the past?

For him, how heartbreaking this news was. But what could he do? After all, wasn’t this whole situation created by the Valley Master himself?

Moreover, back when the Old Valley Master was still alive, Poison Valley didn’t have much of a bad reputation in the Xilin Plane.

It was only after Liao Fusheng succeeded as the Valley Master that Poison Valley’s reputation began to stink. When people mentioned Poison Valley, they either avoided the topic entirely or showed disgust on their faces.

“Then what are we waiting for? We must quickly select some disciples and send them to the two lords, and also, Second Brother, we must keep this from the Valley Master, he must not catch wind of this.”

“Of course.”

The Second Elder nodded, he had never considered letting the Valley Master find out about this matter.

If the Valley Master knew, they feared that not one disciple in Poison Valley would be safe. With his temperament, if he were to die, he would make sure all the disciples in the valley perished with him.

“Let’s quietly take care of it.”

“Alright.”

The Great Elder agreed. At this moment, his entire body no longer ached, and he felt quite refreshed.

After all, the disciples of Poison Valley wouldn’t be completely wiped out, and just for this alone, he was pleased. Additionally, his poison-making abilities would be passed on, leaving him without regrets.

Although his poison-making skills were truly not as formidable as those of High Priest Demon Heart, he was a mortal; how could he compare himself to High Priest Demon Heart without courting death?

From that moment on, the two elders secretly gathered some disciples and took them to the Medicinal Garden.

However, within Poison Valley, conducting their business covertly was difficult. No sooner had they taken people to the Medicinal Garden than Liao Fusheng got wind of their actions.

…

“Going to the Medicinal Garden? What are they taking those waste-of-space disciples there for? To destroy my medicinal plants?”

Liao Fusheng’s entire body ached, and upon hearing a disciple report, he grew angrier, which made his body ache even more.

His Medicinal Garden, where lower-ranking disciples were not allowed, was a culmination of the heart’s blood of successive Valley Masters. If those fools ruined it, what was he to do?

“Could it be that the Great Elder and the others have concocted an antidote?”

“Perhaps… Yes.”

The disciple hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

“When the Great Elder and the others went there, they looked quite pleased. Their faces were filled with joy. Maybe they really did come up with an antidote.”

He recalled the Great Elder and the Second Elder leading the disciples to the Medicinal Garden in a hurry; their steps were so light, as if they were not poisoned at all.

But clearly, they too were poisoned, just like everyone else, all aching all over.

“They really came up with an antidote?”

In Liao Fusheng’s voice was doubt, and even more so, dissatisfaction.