Based on a gut feeling, Mu Qing sensed that something might happen in Dancheng.
Sure enough, his intuition was right.
As the plague demon wandered across the Northern Plains, it heard many cultivators praising Dan City.
They said that Dancheng has a lot of elixirs, and that Dancheng's elixirs can cure all kinds of diseases.
These words, to the ears of the plague demon, were nothing short of a provocation.
The plague demon followed a caravan and arrived in Dan City.
To prevent the caravan members from dying halfway through their journey, the plague demon concealed its presence.
Even so, the caravan members were barely alive when they arrived in Dan City.
The plague demon didn't care about anything else and left the caravan after discovering Dan City.
Only then did everyone feel that there were signs of improvement after taking the pills.
Previously, even though I took the healing pills every day, I still felt various discomforts in my body, but I couldn't pinpoint exactly where the discomfort was.
Now, I finally feel a little better.
The manager who led the team to Dancheng couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, Dancheng lives up to its name. I didn't expect that the pain from the journey would have already eased before we even entered Dancheng."
The others nodded in agreement, their approval of Dancheng deepening.
When Mu Qing and Murong Yu returned to Dan City, they happened to run into a caravan.
Mu Qing stopped and looked at the caravan. He noticed that the group of people all had a black aura, which also carried a faint stench.
The caravan's manager, surnamed Wang, named Wang Daikui, was currently pleased because his health had improved.
Seeing Mu Qing looking at them, he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist, is there anything you wish to buy?"
Mu Qing smiled and asked, "Are you a merchant caravan coming to Dan City?"
Wang Daikui laughed and said, "Yes."
“We came from the next town. When we saw you staring in our direction, we thought you wanted to buy something.”
"My surname is Wang, Wang Daikui, and I am the manager of the caravan."
Mu Qing asked with some curiosity, "Friend Wang Dao, what kind of things do your caravan carry?"
Wang Daikui said generously, "This time I mainly brought herbs."
Mu Qing: "Besides herbs, is there anything else?"
Wang Da Kui laughed and said, "There are only herbs."
"Because we're here in Dancheng, herbs are the best-selling items."
"However, among the herbs we brought this time, there is a valuable jointed grass. Are you interested, fellow Daoist?"
Mu Qing shook his head slightly; he wasn't interested in horsetail or anything like that.
Mu Qing: "Fellow Daoist Wang, did you encounter anything unusual during your visit?"
Wang Daikui: "No, the journey to Dancheng went very smoothly."
"However, the only strange thing is that all the cultivators in our team are collectively dizzy and feverish, and weak in their limbs. Even taking the disease-curing pills doesn't help, and their condition is getting worse."
"Otherwise, it should have arrived a couple of days earlier."
"Don't laugh at me, fellow Daoist, but despite my burly appearance, I, Wang Da Kui, am almost unable to lift my feet. I could easily take down a child. Luckily, I wasn't robbed on the way..."
After a pause, he laughed and exclaimed, "But this Dan City is truly amazing! As soon as we arrived, everyone's symptoms eased."
Seeing that the other party was indeed unaware, Mu Qing stopped asking questions and used his wood energy to dispel the black aura that had somehow clung to Wang Dai Kui and the caravan's guards.
After Mu Qing and Murong Yu left, Wang Daikui found that the discomfort he had felt earlier was completely gone, and he felt refreshed.
He couldn't help but sigh again, "Dancheng has the best feng shui!"
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