“NO! LITTLE FAIRY SU, DON’T EAT THAT!”
Down on the Grand Dispensary Plaza of the Hundred-Herb Main Planet. Where the live interior feed from Nuannuan’s [Dad’s Gold Star Sheriff Badge] was being broadcast across the sky-screens of all two hundred Southern Galaxies—ninety-year-old Valley Master Sun nearly fainted on the spot!
Across three million alchemy worlds, a billion Southern pharmacists gasped in unison and covered their eyes in sheer medical horror. Meanwhile, they watched thirteen-year-old Su Nuannuan pour a full teacup of pitch-black, smoking Nine-Abyss Despair Venom straight onto the golden [Hundred-Blossom Honey Cakes] inside her [Galvanized Galactic Lunchbox]!
“That is Rank 9 Peak Nine-Abyss Despair Venom!” Valley Master Sun’s voice trembled as he pounded his chest in anguish.
“A single drop of that fifth-dimensional origin toxin carries the Law of Incurable Decay—it can rot a whole ocean of spiritual water and dissolve an Immortal Emperor’s dantian in three breaths! Why did Second Young Miss Su pour a whole cup of it onto her lunch?!”
Up in high orbit, Plague-Doctor Clone Leader #201 and his one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine crow-beaked brothers froze in stunned silence for a second before bursting into deafening, hysterical laughter!
“Hahaha! Did you see that, Lord Script-King?!” Clone Leader #201 slapped his thigh in glee.
