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The cultivators looked at her with glowing eyes, yet dared not provoke her.

Along the way, seeing the female Immortal's actions and fighting style, those with any sense no longer dared to approach her. Only when they reached a new island would the ignorant ones come forward, becoming her followers.

The salty male cultivator who was initially subdued finally felt a sense of pride.

He became an accomplice, responsible for feeding the poison pills and managing this group of followers. His imposing demeanor made him feel that following Wen Qiao was truly worthwhile. When had he ever been so imposing before? Managing several Yuanling realm cultivators at once?

Those threatened by the salty male cultivator with poison pills cursed him, calling him a scoundrel.

The salty male cultivator didn't care. Let them curse. They curse now, but in an hour, they'll still submit. He had no idea where this female Immortal obtained such potent poison pills, with no side effects, not affecting their ability to compete for the Mirage Sea God Flowers.

As they moved from island to island, Wen Qiao quickly discovered a pattern.

She summoned the salty male cultivator.

The salty male cultivator eagerly approached, bowing and scraping, "Immortal, what do you need? Are you tired? Do you need to rest? The next island is coming up, let them search for the Mirage Sea God Flowers while you rest on the boat."

Wen Qiao paused before speaking, "Do you know the total number of islands and their distribution? Where is the Sea God Token located?"

Although they had learned about the Sea God Token battle before entering, the outside world only gave a brief overview, without detailed information. Even Zong Zhao hadn't explained it thoroughly, only saying that they needed to follow the islands once inside.

The salty male cultivator said, "Immortal, this is my first time here too, I don't know much." Seeing her expressionless face, his survival instincts kicked in, and he quickly added, "Immortal, don't worry, no matter what, as long as we keep moving, we'll reach our destination."

"Destination?"

"The true Sea God's residence."

"Isn't this place the Sea God's residence?"

"This is within the Sea God's Stele. The true Sea God's residence hasn't been reached yet. The Sea God Token is in the Sea God's residence, which is why it's said that the Sea God Token is contested in the Sea God's residence."

Wen Qiao gazed thoughtfully at the vast sea.

Soon, they arrived at the next island, not giving her more time to ponder.

This island was larger than the previous ones, and there were more people. As soon as they landed, they encountered an ambush, and three of Wen Qiao's followers fell instantly.

Wen Qiao was enraged. She grabbed a shadow, only to find it was a highly venomous sea snake, as thin as a little finger, easy to overlook and get bitten by.

The sea snake opened its mouth to the limit, revealing sharp fangs, aiming to bite her hand.

Before it could bite, Wen Qiao crushed it.

Wen Qiao stood in front, grabbing sea snakes coming from all directions, squashing them one by one. Soon, her hands were covered in a foul liquid.

Thanks to her timely intervention, only three of her followers fell, while the others remained unharmed.

They gathered around Wen Qiao, feeling a mix of fear and relief. At this moment, they forgot they were controlled by her poison pills, willingly following this leader to compete for the Mirage Sea God Flowers.

Although the poison pills caused excruciating pain when they acted, taking the antidote would suffice. But the venom of these sea snakes was deadly. The three on the ground were already struggling to breathe.

At this moment, Wen Qiao tossed a pill bottle over, "Feed them this."

The salty male cultivator didn't hesitate, pouring out the antidote pills and feeding them to the three.

The three's weak breaths quickly recovered, the dark toxins gradually fading from their faces. Though still pale, they were at least alive.

Instantly, everyone's perception of Wen Qiao shifted.

With formidable combat strength, able to stand at the forefront in times of danger, and possessing such a high-quality antidote pill...

"Boss!" A group of people stepped forward, united in their resolve, saying, "We'll help you take these guys down!"

"We'll protect you!"

"Boss, let's find the Mirage Sea God Flower together!"

"Boss..."

Wen Qiao gave them a puzzled look, wondering if these people had lost their minds?

Although she didn't know what had gotten into them, with their help, Wen Qiao quickly pulled out the people who had ambushed them with snake venom and gave them a thorough beating.

Seeing the snake handlers beaten to a pulp, everyone felt a sense of satisfaction.

As Wen Qiao was beating them, another group arrived on the island.

Leading them was a man dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with a strikingly beautiful, almost feminine appearance that was unforgettable.

When he saw the girl bravely beating people on the island, the man's face showed surprise, and he exclaimed with joy, "Miss Min!"

Wen Qiao paused, turned her head, and upon seeing the man surrounded by the crowd, she was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "I'm not a Min, I'm a Wen."

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The newcomer was Min Jishu, a genius of the younger generation of the Min clan.

Many present recognized him, and their expressions showed a bit more wariness.

Those lurking in the shadows, who had originally planned to wait for Wen Qiao and the snake handlers to weaken each other to take advantage, silently retreated.

Compared to Wen Qiao's group, who only had Yuanling stage cultivation, Min Jishu, at the Yuanzong stage, was naturally more formidable, as his cultivation level alone was enough to intimidate a crowd.

As Min Jishu approached, Wen Qiao was still relentlessly pummeling the snake handler.

Seeing this, Min Jishu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of nostalgia.

Back in the jungle maze, when they encountered the iron thorn vine, Wen Qiao had unceremoniously summoned a stone golden python vine to overpower it. This girl's fighting style was always direct, preferring to strike first.

After giving the person a thorough beating, Wen Qiao casually tossed him to the lackey, a salted fish male cultivator, behind her.

The salted fish male cultivator, with practiced ease, held the person down, while some other accomplices came over to force-feed the snake handlers poison pills and threatened them menacingly.