章 301: How Poor

Qin Mu's taotie sack always contained all kinds of herbs for emergency, to make sure that he would be able to treat himself when he got hurt. Of course, as a divine physician of a generation, he always had some poisonous herbs as well.

Anyway, even if he didn't have any poisonous herbs, he could still create a poisonous substance with just spirit herbs alone.

The white bats stood upright like humans, and Qin Mu went forward to check on their injuries. He frowned slightly. The injuries on the two bats' bodies weren't severe. It was their souls that had suffered heavy injuries from the shaman kings' attacks.

The great shamans of Rolan's Golden Palace used the souls of other living beings—humans included—to cultivate. Even if their spells and divine arts were all-inclusive, their attainments on the divine arts of souls were still the strongest. Their battle divine arts were still slightly inferior compared to them.