The Cyan Mountain Sword Sect almost never used the Nine Fire Lotus, so hardly anyone fought over it.
Chu Nan then instructed, "Zheng Yao, wait for me a bit. I'll be right back."
Zheng Yao nodded. Without the silk gloves, she couldn't help.
Step by step, he approached the Nine Fire Lotus. Chu Nan's heart beat slightly faster. The closer he got, the more cautious he needed to be. If he was hit by the suddenly erupting magma, it would be a severe injury, if not death.
Soon, he arrived at the edge of the magma pool, the Nine Fire Lotus within easy reach.
With his hand wearing the silk gloves, he gently grasped a lotus flower, then immediately placed it into a separate storage ring.
The process went smoothly. In the blink of an eye, Chu Nan consecutively collected four lotuses.
Not sure how many lotuses it would take to ensure Gu Nianxue's cold poison was cured, Chu Nan decided to pluck them all.
