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"One of our own?"
The Old Village Chief furrowed his brow, anger rising within him. "Are you saying someone in the village is jealous of your farm and resorted to foul play?"
As soon as he spoke, the villagers from Chen Family Village behind the Old Village Chief changed their expressions.
One person immediately protested, "Old Village Chief, you can't say that! I didn't do anything!"
"Exactly! Neither did I!"
"It definitely wasn't any of us from the village; otherwise, I would have skinned him alive!"
"That's right!"
The villagers of Chen Family Village were suddenly filled with righteous indignation.
Hearing this, the Old Village Chief's expression softened a bit.
Chen Xuan chuckled and said, "I was just speaking off the cuff; don't take it to heart, Old Village Chief. As for what really happened, we’ll have to wait for the final investigation."
As he spoke, Chen Xuan's expression subtly changed as he glanced discreetly at Chen Dafeng, who had been silent in the crowd.
He nodded solemnly at the Old Village Chief.
After some pleasantries, seeing that there was nothing more to discuss, the Old Village Chief decided to lead the villagers away.
However, at the moment they turned to leave, a glimmer flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes.
Once the Old Village Chief and his group had walked far away, Chen Xuan said lightly, "Did you catch that?"
"I did." The Golden Lynx smiled as he clasped his hands together. "That person had a distinct scent of poison on him; I'm certain he was the one who poisoned last night."
It seems my instincts were right.
Chen Xuan smiled, his gaze fixed intently on the retreating figure of Chen Dafeng. Just moments ago, he had caught a very familiar scent emanating from Chen Dafeng, identical to the toxic liquid he had encountered that morning. Thanks to the Azure Wood Divine Liquid, Chen Xuan's senses were exceptionally sharp at that moment, making him acutely aware of the unusual odor surrounding Chen Dafeng.
However, this was not enough. Chen Xuan could not definitively conclude that it was Chen Dafeng who had poisoned him last night. He needed more evidence!
A glimmer of determination flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. With the Old Village Chief gone, he continued his previous task alongside Jin He and the Watermelon Demon. They carried large buckets and poured Holy Spirit Lake Water, tirelessly washing away the soil contaminated by the toxic liquid.
Even the most lifeless ground could be revived, and this polluted soil was no exception. After several rounds of washing, Chen Xuan could clearly sense that the toxic components in the soil were rapidly diminishing. Observing the nearby flowers that had wilted considerably, an idea sparked in his mind. He suddenly activated the Perception Technique.
A layer of white light enveloped his eyes. Chen Xuan looked up and saw nearby flowers blooming with strands of white light, while in the distance, there were many points of light, and fewer nearby.
He casually touched a nearby Chrysanthemum and immediately felt a surge of information: I am poisoned! I feel unwell!
This was the first stage of the Perception Technique, allowing him to see the Ling Yun of all things and communicate simply. Upon reaching the second stage, Chen Xuan would be able to perceive the birth, aging, illness, and death of all things just like Jin.
Just as Chen Xuan was about to retract his hand, a peculiar scene unfolded before him. A series of wondrous images flashed rapidly in his mind: breaking through the soil, sprouting, growing, blooming flowers, the sun rising and setting.
This cycle continued endlessly, and he lost track of how many days had passed! In just a brief moment, Chen Xuan felt as if he had lived countless lives.
What is this? Chen Xuan was taken aback. After a moment of shock, he suddenly realized that the scenes he had just witnessed were the entire life cycle of this Chrysanthemum before him—from seedling breaking through the soil to its current state.
Chen Xuan's expression changed drastically! How could I see these things? Could it be that my Perception Technique has mutated?
He quickly understood that something must have gone wrong with his Perception Technique, which was why he was able to witness the entire life of this Chrysanthemum.
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