Soon after, back at the Five Poison Sect Headquarters, Lan Xiaodie held the sect command engraved with runes, her expression solemn: "From today onwards, the Five Poison Sect aims to help the world and maintain peace in Jianghu. Anyone who uses poison for evil deeds will be expelled from the sect!"
Her gaze swept over the hundreds of disciples below the stage, "The path of poison can save lives or harm them, depending on the mind of the user."
In the late autumn, the Shaolin Temple stood on the peak of Mount Song, with ancient trees reaching the sky, and its red walls and yellow tiles appeared even more majestic and splendid under the autumn sun.
The autumn winds lightly brushed, the ancient pines within the temple remained verdant, yet there was a touch of desolation, falling leaves fluttered, akin to the slow flow of the river of history.
