The male protagonist of the book is poisonous

Inside the sect, a bustling scene unfolded. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting patches of light onto the ground. Disciples moved about, moving supplies or adjusting formation runes, all engaged in frantic preparations to defend against the "Shadow Pavilion's" sorcery. Senior Brother Chu Feng and I were tasked with investigating any suspicious activity around the sect.

"Junior sister, this mission is not easy. Those guys from the 'Shadow Pavilion' are insidious and cunning, like poisonous scorpions hiding in the darkness. We must be cautious and careful, and not miss any clues." Senior Brother Chu Feng looked serious. He tightened the sword at his waist and warned me with a firm gaze.

"Don't worry, brother. I understand. I will be extremely alert, like a sharp falcon, and will not miss any suspicious spots." I gripped the weapon tightly in my hand, my eyes showing firm determination.

The two of us arrived at the dense forest surrounding the sect. The trees were tall and sturdy, their branches intertwined like giant green umbrellas, blocking out the sun. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, scattering tiny glints, making the woods dim. The ground was covered with a thick carpet of fallen leaves, which rustled softly as we walked. We carefully surveyed the area, taking each step with caution, our eyes scanning our surroundings like a scanner.

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, and the leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound. This normally ordinary sound now made the atmosphere tense and oppressive. It was as if the wind concealed an unknown danger, ready to burst out at any moment.

"Brother, look over there, there seem to be footprints." My eyes suddenly lit up, as if I had discovered a treasure, and I pointed to a subtle mark on the ground and said. The footprints were hidden under the fallen leaves and could easily be overlooked if you didn't look carefully.

Senior Brother Chu Feng quickly squatted down, gently brushing aside the fallen leaves and examining them carefully. His brow furrowed, his eyes focused, as if he were deciphering a complex puzzle. After examining them for a long moment, he slowly said, "This footprint looks very recent, and the shape is somewhat peculiar. Look, the lines are very deep, indicating that the person who left it had a heavy footstep, but it's not the footprint of someone of large stature, and it doesn't look like the footprints of someone from our sect."

"Could it really have been left there by someone from the Shadow Pavilion?" I asked, a wave of worry welling up in my heart. My heartbeat began to accelerate, as if I had a premonition of impending crisis.

"That's very possible, Junior Sister. Let's follow the direction of the footprints and investigate. We might find some important clues. This could be a key step in uncovering the conspiracy of the 'Shadow Pavilion.'" Senior Brother Chu Feng said as he stood up. His eyes revealed a hint of excitement, as if he had already smelled the enemy.

So, we carefully followed the footprints. With each step, we checked our surroundings to make sure there were no traps or ambushes. We walked lightly, afraid to startle anything.

Soon, a faint sound of voices reached our ears, as faint as the buzzing of a mosquito.

"Boss, it feels really risky for us to keep wandering around the sect like this. What if we're not careful and get discovered?" A voice whispered in a low voice, tinged with worry. There was a hint of timidity in the voice, like a timid child afraid of being discovered in the dark.

"Hmph, why are you so timid? As long as we're cautious, everything will be fine. We need to find an opportunity to get that thing into the sect as soon as possible, so that we can complete the mission." Another voice replied with a hint of dissatisfaction. The voice sounded low and full of unquestionable majesty.

Senior Brother Chu Feng gave me a wink, and in tacit agreement, we quietly approached the source of the sound. We crouched, our steps as light as two kittens searching for food. Then, we hid behind a large rock and peeked. We saw two men in black standing there furtively, discussing something in low voices. They were completely shrouded in black clothing, revealing only a pair of eyes that gleamed with cunning.

"Brother, what do you think these things are? They're definitely not good things. Perhaps they're some kind of evil magical weapon. Perhaps they can destroy our sect's protective formations, or they could control people's minds." I whispered softly in Brother Chu Feng's ear. My voice was almost inaudible, but Brother Chu Feng could still hear me clearly.

"Whatever it is, we must not let them succeed. If they get this thing into the sect, who knows what kind of disaster it will cause. The disciples, elders, and innocent civilians will all be threatened. We must stop them." Senior Brother Chu Feng clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. His eyes were filled with determination, as if the two men before him weren't two men in black, but two mountains that he had to overcome.

Just then, my foot accidentally bumped against a pebble, making a tiny sound. Though quiet, it still seemed abrupt in the otherwise quiet surroundings. It was like a pebble dropped into a still lake, shattering the tranquility.

"Who?" the men in black shouted in alarm. Their bodies instantly tensed up, like two frightened rabbits, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Senior Brother Chu Feng acted decisively and rushed out from behind the rock without hesitation: "You rats from the 'Shadow Pavilion' are sneaking around here and plotting something evil. Today is your doom." His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in the woods.

The men in black were startled at our sudden appearance, then quickly drew their weapons. Their swords gleamed coldly in the dim sunlight, like the tongues of venomous snakes in the darkness.

"Since you've discovered us, don't blame us for being rude. You won't be able to return alive today," one of the men in black said viciously. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, like an enraged beast.

So, we engaged the men in black again. These two men were truly skilled martial artists, their moves fierce and powerful, each one imbued with ferocity. Their swords danced through the air like serpents, stabbing us repeatedly. For a moment, we struggled to achieve a quick victory and were drawn into a bitter battle.

Senior Brother Chu Feng was a master swordsman. His sword dance was impenetrable, like a silver barrier, blocking the attacks of the man in black. Not to be outdone, I wielded my weapon flexibly, searching for the man in black's flaws.

Inside the sect, Senior Sister Yun Yao was studying a protective formation with the elders. In the hall, everyone gathered around a massive stone table, engraved with various formation runes. Those runes shimmered faintly, like stars in the night sky.

"Elder, while this formation can theoretically protect against external enemies, if the enemy uses unusual methods to interfere, such as using spells or special magical weapons that counter our spiritual power, it may become ineffective. We must take this into consideration," Senior Sister Yun Yao said with a look of concern. Her fingers gently traced the runes on the stone table, worry in her eyes.

"Well, you're right. Do you have any ideas for improvement? We must make this formation foolproof. It's our sect's last line of defense. If it's breached, the consequences will be disastrous." The elder asked seriously, stroking his beard. His gaze was deep, as if he could see through everything.

"I think we can add some spiritual energy fluctuation sensors to the key nodes of the formation. If an external force interferes with the flow of spiritual energy, these devices will sound an alarm in time, allowing us to take countermeasures in advance. It's like lighting a bright lamp in the darkness, allowing us to detect danger in time." Senior Sister Yun Yao said this, gesturing on the stone table to illustrate the structure of the formation. Her eyes were filled with excitement, as if she had already seen the improved formation perfectly resisting external enemies.

"This is a great idea, both practical and ingenious. Let's do as you say. I hope this improvement will make our defenses more robust." The elder nodded in agreement, a hint of relief in his eyes. He looked at Senior Sister Yun Yao as if he were looking at the sect's rising star.

Brother Ling Xiao volunteered to investigate the whereabouts of the "Shadow Pavilion." He set out on his quest alone, the sunlight casting a long shadow across his body. His eyes were firm, his steps powerful.

He inquired about the situation and, after a long journey, arrived at a remote town. The town looked rather run-down, with few pedestrians on the streets and most of the houses being low, tiled. Moss covered the walls, and some of the roof tiles had broken, revealing the wood underneath.

Brother Ling Xiao was walking down the street in the small town when he saw a simple-looking passerby. He approached and asked. The passerby was wearing a tattered cloth and his face bore the vicissitudes of life.

"Big brother, have you heard of 'Shadow Pavilion'?" Brother Ling Xiao politely asked the passerby. His voice was gentle and tinged with anticipation.

When the passerby heard the words "Shadow Pavilion," his face instantly turned a little frightened, a flash of fear in his eyes. He looked around, as if worried about approaching danger. He unconsciously took a small step back, as if wanting to distance himself from this dangerous topic.

"Young man, why are you asking about this? That's a very dangerous organization. Don't mess with them. The people there are ruthless and capable of committing all sorts of evil. They're like ghosts in the darkness, omnipresent and ready to bring disaster upon you at any moment," the passerby said in a low voice. His voice trembled, as if he were recalling something terrible.

"Brother, I have something important to tell you. If you know anything, please tell me. I'm not afraid of danger." Brother Ling Xiao looked at the passersby sincerely and said firmly. His eyes revealed a fearless courage, like a burning torch.

The passerby hesitated, then looked at Brother Ling Xiao, as if trying to determine his credibility. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "I've heard they have a base in the valley to the east, but it's very dangerous, full of traps and traps, and they have people patrolling and guarding the area. You'd better not go there, or you might not be able to come back. There's a strange fog in the valley, and those who enter rarely come out."

"Thank you, big brother. I understand. But now that I've decided to go, I won't back down easily." After receiving the news, Brother Ling Xiao had a goal in mind and decided to explore the valley to the east. His heart was filled with determination, like a ship with sails hoisted, bravely moving towards his goal.

Back with Senior Brother Chu Feng and me, we were locked in a fierce battle with the men in black. Suddenly, during a lull in the fight, I noticed a small bottle on one of the men's waist. It looked quite suspicious. It was tiny, about the size of a palm, and made of a black stone. Strange runes were engraved on the surface, and it emitted a faint, eerie glow, giving off an eerie aura.

"Brother, look at that bottle. I think it might be what they're going to bring into the sect. It's emitting a faint, dark glow, and it feels eerie. It might contain some evil potion, or something capable of controlling the minds of our disciples," I shouted as I fended off the attacks of the men in black. My voice rose slightly with excitement, standing out above the clamor of the ferocious fighting.

When Senior Brother Chu Feng heard my words, his eyes immediately locked onto the bottle. He began to try to snatch it. His swordplay suddenly shifted, becoming even more ferocious, each strike directed at the bottle at the black-clad man's waist. His sword, like a roaring dragon, swiftly pounced upon its target.

After a hard fight, Senior Brother Chu Feng finally seized an opportunity and took advantage of the black-clothed man's negligence to successfully snatch the bottle. He quickly took the bottle in his hand and held it tightly, as if he was holding a rare treasure.

The men in black panicked when they saw the bottle was taken away, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes. Their expressions were as if they had lost the most precious thing and became panic-stricken.

"Oh no! They've taken our stuff! Let's run!" one of the men in black shouted, his voice filled with anxiety, like an ant on a hot pan.

They were trying to escape, so how could we let them go so easily? Senior Brother Chu Feng and I immediately gave chase, but they suddenly used a smoke bomb, instantly filling the air with thick, pungent smoke, like a black cloud that enveloped us. They vanished from our sight in the smoke.

We had no choice but to stop and return to the sect with the bottle. After returning, we told the elders the situation in detail. Upon hearing the news, everyone gathered around, curiously and nervously examining the bottle.

"This bottle looks ordinary, but it also exudes an indescribable evil. I wonder what terrible things are inside," an elder said with a frown. His hand gently stroked the bottle, his eyes fixed on the runes on it.

Everyone looked at each other, unsure what to do. Danger still lurked in the shadows, like a venomous snake hidden in the shadows, poised to spring forth and strike a fatal blow at any moment. Our quest continued, and we must strive even harder to withstand the impending unknown dangers. A resolute determination permeated our eyes: no matter what, we must protect our sect and keep everyone safe.