Fabre in Sacheon’s Tang

"Are you sure there’s nothing wrong?"

At my cautious question, Grandfather, who had just finished his internal observation, pulled his hand away from my lower abdomen.

Then, with a calm nod, he gave his assessment with a smile.

“It seems Hwa-eun isn’t a venomous creature, so there’s no interference with the Five Poisons Returning to the Origin Art. Most likely because she carries no poison... If we asked Sister Seol, we could be more certain, but from what I can tell, she’s simply connected to your inner world through the Beast Heart Art. And since she doesn’t have any poison, she hasn’t claimed a single Poison Slot either—so you have nothing to worry about.”

Only then did I feel a weight lift from my chest.

“Whew... Thank goodness.”

“You reckless brat...”

Now that I’d calmed down and thought about it—yeah, that could’ve been a serious problem.

But apparently, it wasn’t. Not physically or mentally, anyway.

The real issue was martial arts.

To be specific, the slots for poisons that form the foundation of poison-based cultivation.

As everyone knows, my body is a bit pathetic—I can only hold ten poisons at max.